Louise Story suggested last month in The New York Times that more and more women at elite institutions seem to be choosing motherhood over high-powered careers.
Among the reactions to Condi Rice's address printed in the 'Prince' last week, I was most struck by the letter entitled "Rice evaded the real questions on Iraq." The authors proceed by bracketing the substance of Rice's talk and focusing instead on the discrepancy between the current argument and the original rationale for war.
Rain boots might be en vogue this season, but even the most utilitarian of Princeton style mavens would most likely agree that tramping about in several inches of water and muck wasn't the motivation behind buying those colorful galoshes.
The period of the Jewish High Holy Days always makes me reconsider my precollege conception of distances.
America loves winners. We believe ourselves a country full of winners: winners of wars and winners of Olympics.
Ever since I was a little boy in kindergarten, I knew I was different. I felt different.When 3 o'clock recess came around after milk time, all the other little boys began chasing after all the little girls in our class, pulling at their pigtails as they bounced in the sunlight.But not me.No, instead I wept for my soul, for there seemed to be a secret demon inside of me with claws like razorblades struggling to break out.
University administrators have recently reaffirmed their intention not to file a brief in opposition to the Solomon Amendment, a 1996 law that withholds federal research funding from schools that ban military recruiting on campus.
My limping muse was later than usual this week. I had despaired of her arrival at all when, late on deadline day, I came upon a letter in my electronic mail box.
The good news is we're well-endowed. The bad news is we're apparently hibernating.The Princeton University Investment Company recently boasted to the 'Prince' that investment returns for the University's endowment were 17 percent this year ? impressive in the current stock market environment.
One of the pleasures of the Princeton experience is never knowing when or where you might happen upon a piece of history.
We have never lauded the University administration for its transparency. Indeed, over the past few years, we have often encountered a leadership whose opaque, need-to-know style of dispersing information seems better suited for a Cold-War era intelligence agency than an institution of higher learning.The most recent example of this mentality occurred last spring, when we were presented with a grade-deflation proposal that was, for all intents and purposes, a fait accompli, despite the significant effect the policy may have on the post-graduation prospects of the entire student body.
I am a huge Yankees fan. I am also a huge baby. I cried the night of October 16, 2003. Aaron Boone made me cry.
Article on Frist attack too focused on raceRegarding 'Assault attempted in Frist bathroom' (Monday, Oct.
By the age of 10, all except one of my sister's friends were taller than me. They towered over me while shyly introducing themselves.
I am not a perfect student. I don't always pay attention, religiously take notes or, for that matter, attend all my lectures, but in my four years here I have been amazed by some of the blatantly rude things that we students do in our daily lectures.
Mouths agape, the American people are yelling, "the emperor has no clothes!" An administration that never before let bad facts get in the way of good politics was suddenly confronted with nearly 1,200 dead and decomposing bodies on the streets of a major American city.
