D-Bar another case of grad student neglectThe D-Bar fiasco is but another chapter in the saga of continual neglect of graduate students at Princeton.
Last month, undergraduates received their final e-mail from Spencer Merriweather '00, the outgoing president of the Undergraduate Student Government.
Many of the debates that currently have the University's attention ? from the determination of the proper roles of the Frist Campus Center and the eating clubs to the Wythes proposal to expand class size ? are rooted in an important issue that is seldom discussed with candor at Princeton: race relations.While plays, discussions and workshops on diversity are a staple of freshman orientation here, once students congeal into closely-knit social groups, most forms of cross-cultural and multiethnic discourse are thrown aside as quickly as those smelly OA hiking boots.
This December, a handful of Bicker club presidents and grad boards voiced support for allowing students the option of bickering more than one club.
As the year winds down, the curtains are closing on an era for the members of the Class of 2000. Surely, most of my classmates will look back at the last four years with nostalgia.At the same time, America will share a similar process, as eight years of the Clinton presidency dissolve into primaries and conventions and, ultimately, an inauguration.
The last significant change to the undergraduate student population occurred more than 30 years ago when the University implemented coeducation.
I am so excited to take this opportunity to tell everyone about this new club that I went to this past weekend.
As a fourth-year graduate student in electrical engineering, I have seen many changes to graduate student life which have been contrary to the desires and wishes of the graduate student body.
How big was the moon last night? I was taking this astrophysics class up until last week ? when I dropped it ? and one day we were talking about the lunar cycle and the moon.
I am not against the death penalty because I believe it is cruel, or that serial killers have a right to live, or because God says it is immoral.
There's nothing like a 24-hour flight to really put you in a different world. I recently flew Qantas from New York to Sydney, Australia (before showing up in Melbourne, where I'm studying abroad this semester). We crossed the international date line from Feb.
As the year winds down, the curtains are closing on an era for the members of the Class of 2000. Surely, most of my classmates will look back at the last four years with nostalgia.At the same time, America will share a similar process, as eight years of the Clinton presidency dissolve into primaries and conventions and, ultimately, an inauguration.
U-Council and sweatshopsAs chair of the University's Resources Committee that has been charged by the U-Council with investigating the issue of sweatshop labor, I was surprised to read John Kimble '02's letter in the Feb.
Seventeen. After figuring out how poorly I would have to score on my final exam to get a D for the semester, I looked up from my calculator, glanced at my closed notebooks and promptly decided to take the night off.
Because a student's educational experience extends beyond the classroom, the University is obligated to pay careful attention to non-academic aspects of student life if it hopes to retain its claim of being a truly educational institution.Because we've all recently come of voting age, our college years can be seen as the formative period of our political activity.
Few presidential candidates waste their time courting the college vote. It's not just because we lack big bucks to donate to their campaigns; we simply don't go to the polls on election day.
Since the full implementation of coeducation in 1972, the size of a typical Princeton class has not changed.
Homer Simpson once described beer as "the cause and the solution to all life's problems." Though only a cartoon character, Homer's commentary on alcohol is nonetheless astute.
A new revelation formulated by Mark Burrish '02, and brought to my attention by his roommate, Nate Allard '02, goes as follows: On the University campus, it is better to be a squirrel than a student.Absolute truth is nonexistent, so why keep searching?
On poorly written reviewsFor the love of all that is good, will someone please instruct the Arts Editors and/or their "reviewers" how to write a legitimate theater review?
