Jim Sanborn shows us that art and science, while distinct pursuits, often relate in intensely enriching and informative ways.
I might have enjoyed hurricane parties and days off from school, but I was lucky not to deal with challenges of infrastructure and accessibility, which many Panhandle residents are currently facing, in suburban Jacksonville.
Publicizing your intention to vote is exactly why your vote matters, even if your singular vote may not be the one vote that changes the outcome of a nearly tied election.
However, being a moderate is the best way to be objective and fair, especially as a student, with political matters to which we are exposed everyday at Princeton. Although it may be tempting to get washed up in the fires of polarized, divisive thought, being a moderate and being able to think across the political spectrum without prejudice allows us to decide what really is the best course of action.
The time when simple memories would be lost to time or the details of a party might be blurred by the wash of an alcohol-infused night have been replaced by an era in which each moment we live and each interaction we share is captured and cataloged with a digital trace.
While I cannot offer a solution to solve gross inequalities and biases, I can offer a solution to solve inequalities of grading that result from gross inequalities and bias — blind grading. The administration, students, and professors should mandate, advocate, and adopt blind grading as a general “best practices” solution to help deal with bias in the classroom.
So the question is: How do you convince young people that their vote matters? How do I convince you all, my fellow Princetonians, that your vote matters?
In order to target hate speech effectively, we must understand its origins and why it continues to exist.
I would like to again be able to stand as an ideological intermediary. I would like to have the freedom to flesh out ideas without political disagreement degrading into a form of moral resentment.
It is a very fine line between these two states, but the most important thing that you can do is pick your battles. It can be hard to be outraged about everything.
I do not believe there will ever be a mythical “silver lining” to a condition that is asphysically, emotionally, mentally, and financially draining as acne.
Hundreds of female alumni returned to campus this weekend for the three-day “She Roars” conference to celebrate women. This celebration would only have been more rewarding if trailblazing alumni could meet those they blazed the trail for.
Of course, this trial is a monumental and impactful and semi-permanent decision of one of our nation’s highest positions. But why are we, Princeton students, really watching?
Yet across the country women refuse to be silenced. The event with Sotomayor and Kagan today is billed as a conversation, but it is more than a casual exchange or a play on our Orange and Black heritage.
You can call yourself a feminist, participate in marches, wear ribbons for awareness, and stand up for women in every way possible. Yet you can’t understand the gravity of sexual assault until a survivor is sitting in front of you, waiting for an answer. Waiting for you to tell her she can forgive herself. Waiting for your reaction, if any, which may well tell her everything she needs to know. And even then, you can only fathom a fraction of the suffering.
