College is not why you should be proud of me. Rather, you should be proud of all the Black and Asian Americans who fought to enter white-dominated institutions,such as Princeton, so that I, too, could be blessed with this opportunity.
The reality is, nothing will be done for the students and campus workers who need change, so long as the venal relic of an antidemocratic administration hoards the University’s assets and the Board of Trustees are compelled by their very job descriptions to relieve anti-racism of whatever fangs it might carry.
With the midterms stress dying down and finals just around the corner, I want to remind students to take a step back and live for what we have now. The uncertainty about the spring is daunting, but we need to remember and be grateful for the moments we have now because we don’t know when they will be gone.
The show is premised on the idea that if the right people are at the helm, government can serve everyone fairly. But at a time when systemic issues are top of mind, where we question whether reform is enough, that idea is harder to accept, as much as we wish it were true.
Generations preceding my own — my grandmother’s included — do not consider the sense of agency that naturally occurs as a result of casual acts of sex. When a woman my age has sex, she no longer gives a piece of herself away; sex has become a mutual act. It is now the norm to equally participate, to give and receive.
School closures disproportionately affect both low-income students and their families. Consequences for students include interrupted learning due to lack of proper technology, significant vulnerability to violence, and even lowered nutrition, since many students rely on free meals provided by the city.
Let us keep fighting in the face of danger, as and alongside people under attack. Let us make sure there is soon no longer a president who encourages violence against people because of their race or ethnicity or because they are fighting that discrimination. Let us get out (to the polls or our mailboxes) and vote for a different future.
The Princeton many left, the Princeton many first-years never met, may be shadowed by health measures that leave us aching for our college experience. But in that slow and careful crawl back to normalcy, we might find comfort in people and places we have forgotten.