Category: Campus

Nine Hours in McCosh 50

A day in the life of a lecture hall.

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Ajax and Odysseus

In the wake of that mighty capsizing, I refer to President Bush’s performance at the first presidential debate, a certain television commentator remarked that Kerry had altogether seemed more “presidential” in his estimate during the interval of the debate.

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Girls, Go Crazy, but not Stupid

Reflecting on gender dynamics and college-party culture on different campuses, and the protective measures some students take.

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Speaking for the Trees

An arboreal oasis and its legislated neighbor wrestle with their tie to history, told through winding roots and fallen leaves.

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Excess Baggage

Psychoanalyzing handbags.

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Why Am I Still a Statistic?

“While I believe in the pipe dream that colleges should give each student, no matter how sparkly, the same care and attention, my more grounded argument is this: Why does worthiness stop being ‘holistic’ after students of color have been accepted to college?”

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I Only Ride Xe Honda

Another narrative about transportation in a foreign country.

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Note to Both Tory and OWL: I Don’t Care

At least since I have been on campus and Shirley Tilghman has been University president – both situations date to fall 2001 – the Princeton Tory and the Organization of Women Leaders have not been able to get along.

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Assault: 2, Silverman: 0

History tells us that outsiders matter, that they are our richest resource of truthfulness. Strangers are best at diagnosing the state of a given community, and it is their involvement that can best spur a sense of communal self-reflection and … Read More

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The Frist Iced Coffee

Princeton’s hottest new club.

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Dancing Around the “S-word”

One student’s controversial dance piece becomes the centerpiece of a conversation about mental health on campus

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Serrano Gets Scatalogical

The medium is the message,” Marshall McLuhan said, and Andres Serrano’s is shit: holy shit, mom shit, sheep shit, dog shit, rabbit shit, Freud shit, bull shit. Shit photographed and enlarged, shit set against campy backdrops of psychedelic swirls, shit printed, mounted and framed by somber black wood.

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