With age, confidence grows but simple lessons remain
Maturation sure is a funny thing. As my freshman year of college draws to a close, and I likewise close in on my twentieth year, I am shocked at how old I am.
Maturation sure is a funny thing. As my freshman year of college draws to a close, and I likewise close in on my twentieth year, I am shocked at how old I am.
The article in last Tuesday's 'Prince' reporting possible "vandalism" of the death penalty awareness flag displays outside the Frist building throughout the week is a dramatization almost as deserving of applause as was the recent production of "The Fix." The uprooting of a certain percentage of the 846 flags with a death penalty message on them was reported on in a way befitting of a felony offense.The truth is, the act performed on the flags was not a crime or tort in any sense, and its treatment as such is indicative of a campus that luckily flourishes virtually free from the fetters of criminality.
Princeton's semesters are remarkably brief. At a mere twelve weeks, they're shorter than the terms at Yale or Harvard.
In denying tenure to Professor Andrew Isenberg, Nassau Hall's "Committee of Three" has betrayed the administration's frequent promises that Princeton University is an institution centered on undergraduate education.
The concept of the "communications revolution" until recently remained fairly abstract to me, but all that has changed with the electronic edition of the Daily Princetonian.
This weekend, hundreds of high school seniors, with maps in hand and Princeton sweatshirts displaying early pride, will descend upon campus.
Ten years ago, the Princeton Take Back the Night March was preceded by a rash of graffiti ? faculty members who supported the cause had "FemiNazi" scrawled across their office doors.
Last week I wrote an essay that claimed that American democracy is a religious experience. According to the essay, it is based on "sacred" beliefs and rituals and has a "church" of citizens with faith in our system.
Arriving as freshmen at Princeton, my classmates and I believed the path to career services was paved with gold.
I was dismayed to see your article on the front page of April 16th Prince. Brian Henn has misinterpreted and misunderstood the spirit of the "changes" of policy in the Adviser Manual concerning advisers, advisees and alcohol.
The world is, fundamentally, a horrible place to live. From cancer and genocide to psoriasis and reality television, human existence is beset by a plenitude of evils ? natural and artificial, great and small ? from which the only escape is death.
If last year a left-wing politician had called for hundreds of millions to fight AIDS, most conservatives would have balked.
Tomorrow is Newman's Day. As a holiday to be observed, Newman's Day presents would-be revelers with a plain physical challenge: consume 24 beers, in 24 hours.
Rebutting WilliamsThe usual arguments against capital punishment are familiar and wholly unconvincing.
Princeton students have never been accustomed to sitting on their hands and passively waiting for something to resolve itself.
Some people think I aspire to be a failure. I have halted conversations, created gossip, and drawn quizzical, snide, or condescending looks ? simply by admitting my career plans.Princeton is more than a school.
We're surrounded by it. We depend upon it. We're losing it steadily and irreversibly. But we ignore it.Biodiversity: the sum of life on Earth.
Before I launch into the subject of this week's column, I feel compelled to report my outrage of the month: After the Associated Press reported last week that 966 people were massacred in the Democratic Republic of the Congo, I called the New York Times and The Washington Post to see whether those papers had correspondents in the country.
Like many of my fellow citizens I found myself caught up in the drama of Jessica Lynch, the young American prisoner of war thrillingly rescued from an Iraqi hospital.
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