Opinion

Spectrum of ideas has more than left, right

David Horowitz's oped last Thursday argued that "intellectual pluralism" is sorely absent at Princeton and that an appropriate remedy would be the adoption of a "bill of rights" guaranteeing academic freedom to all students and faculty.I do not doubt that faculty members are sometimes pressured to conform to the preferred orthodoxy of their more senior colleagues.

Letter to the Editor

Poker is as valid as any other passionI think it's interesting to note that if I was a diligent student, spending all of my hours studying and sacrificing social activities in the pursuit of academic glory, that most would consider this an honorable (though perhaps not desirable) endeavor.

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A conversation among publications

In a classroom far, far away . . .Moderator: Hello and welcome to the first annual meeting of the Princeton Campus Publications.

Midterm reviews would facilitate feedback

Despite being armed with the Student Course Guide, learned words of academic advisers and stories from peers, students still encounter the occasional bad class.

Mechanized Princetonians ought to slack

Every time I awaken from a stupor on Firestone's B-floor, gorged on Kipling or Chesterton and inevitably several hours late for some crucial appointment, I pass several students assiduously tapping away at their laptops or bent over a text with furrowed brow and index cards.These students fill me with envy.

You can't have it both ways

A few months back, I was lucky enough to have dinner with one of this year's fellows from the James Madison Program, which is considered by many to be the nexus of conservative academia on campus.

The classic underdog

On Saturday afternoon I sat in front of a friend's television, absolutely spellbound. On the screen the announcers narrated rebounds, turnovers and fouls as the camera panned over crowds dressed in blue and gold.

Letters to the Editor

University aims to help those with gambling addictionRegarding 'The future of Princetonian poker' (Thursday, March 24):While the University administration does have a policy of upholding the laws of the state of New Jersey, its response to gambling on campus reflects our commitment to supporting the health and progress of Princeton's students.Like having a social drink or working out in the gym, playing poker can be fun, recreational and healthy.

Let the campaign begin

Next month, members of the classes of 2003, 2004, 2005 and 2006 will elect a graduating senior to serve as Young Alumni Trustee, a full-fledged member of the University's Board of Trustees.

Paradigm shifters and paradigm resisters

This is not just another fluffy, feel-good column, and you will need to put your thinking cap on to follow the technicalities.In the part of Dillon Gym where, since time immemorial, I have been assigned "space" at roughly a hundred dollars per cubic foot, the lockers are arranged along corridors 22 feet long and 5.5 feet wide.

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Gen Y: The poker generation

I guarantee that if you went around and randomly asked 20 Princeton students what Doyle Brunsen, Pocket Rockets and "the flop" have in common, everyone would know.

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Congress oversteps with Schiavo case

Terri Schiavo's heart stopped beating when she was 26 years old. Revived by doctors, her brain was severely damaged.

So what are you doing next year?

The first time I got the question in that particular form was the first day of OA ? one of my freshmen asked me, and all I could do was say something vague while trying to sound reassured and excited.

Wise investments

Having taken such careful pains to educate and encourage students about the need for social and environmental change, it seems odd that the University itself has not implemented social change in a more obvious and direct way: proxy voting.

Letters to the Editor

Kennan was true Princeton treasureTo the many memories of George Kennan in the March 21 issue of the Princetonian, I would like to add my own.

The future of Princetonian poker

It all began innocently enough. I was nine years old, and my father and I had just settled in for a several hour-long train ride.