Category: Campus

Circumstances of my Death, Preferred

1. Bad gumbo. 2. While walking down an alley, Upper East Side, film-noir/cartoon-splat!: a pea-green piano falling from a fourth-floor window or thereabouts. 3. Falling from a fourth-floor window or thereabouts. 4. Eighty years old, at home, with friends, conversation … Read More

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Let’s Talk About Rape

Princeton students are special. We’ve been told this upon every rite of passage we have experienced. No one ever dares to contest that they have near-superhuman aptitudes for creativity and hard work, Renaissance men and women all, steeped in the finest principles of humanism. Yet there is one thing in which we cannot manage to surpass the national average.

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Stop Labeling the Trees

An open letter to the University.

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Googlisms

You can type in any search query, and according to the Googlism website, “find out what Google.com thinks of you, your friends or anything.”

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Passing Over Passover, Again

As I plopped down my pasta-covered plate between three matzo-munching members of my eating club on Sunday, I braced myself for public humiliation. “Someone broke early!” one of them announced, pointing to my oozing manicotti. “Yeah, yeah,” I said, lightly … Read More

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Self-Pornography, Pseudo-Predation, and Meta-Pedophilia

Humbert Humbert is far from a straightforward man, but he did have the decency to commit a straightforward crime. Lolita was a tender young twelve, her suitor perhaps three times that; whatever physical, metaphysical, sexual, magic or aesthetic power she may have wielded over H.H., she was a child and he was a man of immoral actions.

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Big Hoe III

A virtual take on the illustrious Nass tradition of spending 24 hours in Frist.

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Letters to Self: The Nass interviews artist David Timm ‘22

An interview with a Princeton creator.

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Casual and Corporate

As I walked into Wu dining hall a few weeks ago, a new poster caught my eye: “Works for Teach for America,” the ad read, “Has never graded a paper.”

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Decent Exposure

Yes, men were in _The Vagina Monologues_. And yes, Eve Ensler, playwright, strictly forbids this. But honestly, you probably wouldn’t notice them anyway. When they leave the stage after the introduction, they don’t really come back. Despite some intermittent appearances, … Read More

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Squirrely Ethics

A young man gets off his bike and stands over the body of the squirrel just next to his front tire. As the blood courses from its body and it moves from the world of the living to that of the dead, from warm, pulsating, parsimonious creature to cold carcass, he is likely considering his options.

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Decadence and Filth in Ho Chi Minh

“Hey, what’s with that guy?” I laughed, gesturing to a deeply tanned, middle-aged man who is dancing with two shady-looking Vietnamese women, one over six feet tall. We’re next to a small bar in the backpacker district of Ho Chi … Read More

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