I'm going to confess a guilty little secret: I enjoy reading the Tory. I'm pro-choice, pro-affirmative action and gay, but there's something about their infuriating little publication that fills a hole in my life.
On Sunday night, as students returned from intersession, sophomores plunged into an age-old tradition: joining an eating club.Though the vast majority of students join a club in the spring of their sophomore year, a number of other Princetonians are unable to join, not for lack of will, but for lack of money.
Senator Harry Reid set the right tone on Wednesday night when he said in the Democratic response to the State of the Union: "When we believe the president is on the right track, we won't let partisan interests get in the way of what's good for our country . . . But when he gets off track, we will be there to hold him accountable."There were several unifying moments during President Bush's speech that all Americans, regardless of party, should applaud.
As the first president to win a majority of the popular vote in 16 years, and presiding over a government now thoroughly in control of the Republican Party, President Bush laid out an ambitious agenda for the remainder of his tenure in office.
As I start the second semester of my junior year, with 29 classes now accounted for and six left for senior year, I do have regrets about how I have handled my Princeton education.When my summer job applications ask me to discuss my transcript and explain my course selection, I can't help but notice that, with the exception of my freshman fall, I never really experimented with classes or explored a subject that was completely foreign to me.While this is slightly disheartening, I am comforted by the fact that the two bolded numbers we are all required to report on resumes, job interviews and law school applications are ultimately more important in these selection processes than my having taken a class in statistics.
Melting snow and fresh notebooks can mean only one thing: spring. While this fact would generally be a cause for celebration and the ceremonial storing of sweaters and burning of Uggs, the arrival of this spring means something quite different: the onslaught of the dreaded thesis.I knew the moment would come when I would finally figure out my thesis topic and stop defining it with words like "exploratory" and "investigatory." I knew it would come even in September, when my advisor lovingly wrote, "You have eight months to create an 80-100 page essay.
Eating clubs should be held responsible for pickup disturbancesLast Sunday night, some of the hallways in Forbes College, where I am an RA, were vandalized by groups of students during pickups.
The First Amendment is out. Like so many boy bands and reality shows before it, the First Amendment has been dismissed by America's youth as a relic of the past.
If you are reading this article, you likely belong to the richest quartile of the country. According to an April 2004 New York Times article, three quarters of Harvard's class of '03 came from the top quartile of the income distribution; only 6.8 percent came from the bottom.
When I was in Spain over Intersession, I hit it off with an aspiring DJ who wore a backwards cap, oversized athletic gear and a heavy gold chain ? a far cry from my typical future academic or doctor who seems either corduroy-obsessed or colorblind.
Many students returned from their vacations this week to be jolted out of denial ? the grade inflation policy is here to stay.As a board, we stand behind the policy's central aim: to create an environment in which professors feel free to give students the grades that they deserve, grades that will give them an honest assessment of their efforts and push them to produce their best work.
This time last year, I wrote a critique of Princeton's bicker system. In my column, I argued that bicker undermines the inherent diversity of our student body and manifests a social environment that is both elitist and close-minded ("Bicker keeps us from accessing Princeton's diverse student body", Feb.
For the first time in over 55 years, commercial planes can fly directly from Taiwan to China and vice versa.
When asked, early in her freshman year, what she missed most about life at home, Becky Quintal '07 couldn't think of her parents or home-cooked food.
Meet the new 'Prince.'Today, The Daily Princetonian makes its official switch to color broadsheet and unveils a redesigned look.
Among the good advice in the Good Book is the following: "Cast thy bread upon the waters, for thou shalt find it after many years." What this means is that kindnesses performed today very often return to your benefit much later.
After learning of Larry Summer's remarks that garnered considerable media attention, I couldn't decide whether to laugh or cry.
Eliot got it wrong. Obviously the cruelest month is not April but January, which generally begins with a hangover before descending into protracted slush, sore throats, and a mailbox full of "important tax documents." At Princeton, where with the most foolish of consistencies we persevere in an academic calendar hostile to nearly all our educational aims, January is the month in which we dramatize the harsh victory of the worst that we are about (Examination Period) over the best of what we are about (Reading Period).If January has any redeeming social value, indeed, it is Reading Period.
We stayed up late. We forgot our classes. We skipped the Street ? on Thursdays, at least. We ditched our boyfriends and girlfriends too often.
We're very lucky. Princeton students have the opportunity to learn from some of the world's greatest minds and to be part of a remarkable student body.
