When the Twin Towers fell, George Bush and his folks wasted very little time (give or take seven minutes reading a children’s book) in deciding that this act of seemingly unimaginable violence needed resolve and force, and that showing strength … Read More
“I’m a very visual person, I have a very visual understanding of the world; but I couldn’t have imagined what Princeton would look like as a campus, and I couldn’t have imagined what the people would look like,” says Jacob … Read More
1) Whatever ancient crime forever embittered the staff of Thai Village.
2) The Princeton Tiger’s obsession with third floor bicker. You guys are in Tower, assholes.
3) People who, when you tell them that snot tastes better than earwax, say “Yuck” and pretend they’ve tasted neither.
Mardi Gras never defined my image of New Orleans. To me Mardi Gras was a cliché that was not quite rooted in a city so steeped in two things above all else: food and jazz. Mardi Gras was to New Orleans like a Carnivale mask, worn on one night and then discarded.
Most articles on music this summer did not trumpet ambitious musical endeavors but rather the continued floundering of tour and album sales. Like the movie industry, this season was set apart by sequels and unexpected sophomore successes.
“Passover is passé,” my father said from the passenger seat of my mother’s car. “People don’t have Seders anymore.” “Passover must come from the same word as passé,” my mother concurred. In the backseat, I wasn’t sure about the word’s … Read More
How many times have you heard a friend or acquaintance congratulate herself on her ability to bullshit?
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Funny thing: currently, the best-selling book at the U-Store is called On Bullshit.
Having done my part to help re-elect my class president, I noticed that one of the ongoing projects for 2007’s USG officers was “Working on plans for a new Dillon Gym.” When I saw this, I was extremely excited. There’s nothing I’d like more than to see certain facets of Dillon ameliorated. I couldn’t care less about the basketball court, or the multi-purpose room, or the squash court, or the pool, or the dance studio, or the locker rooms. All that needs to be fixed, in my mind, is the Stephens Fitness Center.
Knowing virtually nothing about linguistics or etymology, we nonetheless claim the authority, by virtue of fact that we are writing this article and you are reading it, to wax philosophical on the origin of naming.
Music for people who like doing nothing How are you spending your summer vacation? Ever since students have entered grade school, the question has plagued them, and every time you meet that friend you haven’t seen since the end of … Read More
Until a couple weeks ago, I had been greeted every morning by a pair of men’s gray boxer shorts that had been hanging for several months from the bare branches of the tree outside my third-floor dorm-room window.
The Roman emperor Heliogabalus relied on a series of unusual devices to inscribe himself in the portions of popular history devoted to eccentrics, serial killers, and the sexually voracious. At times he fit into each of these categories, frequently all … Read More