Category: Campus

Brief Interview with Hideous Man

Two years ago, I met AH, the prolific Daily Princetonian troll.

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Havana Nights @ Quad

A club’s uncertain future.

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Beginning the Year Properly

Instead of the usual how-do-you-do, we’d like to tell a story.
There once were two bears. Both were young and happy; both led pleasant and fulfilling lives.
Or so they thought.

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A Sprained Ankle and Two Princeton Plagues

A rumination on campus culture and personal pain.

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Angie

The smell hits her first. It’s rancid, stale, and strong, and, as Angela Hodgeman enters the sophomore’s single dorm room, she sees the mason jars. They are everywhere—stuffed under the Twin XL standard issue bed, packed onto the birch wood windowsill, spilling out of the walk-in closet. And, they are full of urine.

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Celebrating Carmen Carrera

Talking celebrity and transgender identity.

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My Writer’s Block

I’ve finally begrudgingly admitted to myself that I am a bad writer. I’m particularly bad at writing dialogue, which I suppose underscores that I am a horrendous conversationalist, by which I mean I am hopelessly self-involved. I find this particularly … Read More

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Taller People Earn More

I did quite a number of less-than-brilliant things this summer. I fell off a treadmill, went running at night alone in the park where Chandra Levy was killed, and scraped my shoulder by falling off a Radio Flyer wagon. Until … Read More

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Investing Responsibly

The movement for Socially Responsible Investment (SRI) makes explicit what has always been implicitly the case: that where a person or institution decides to invest their money has social, environmental, and general ethical consequences. Investors are not used to thinking … Read More

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To Proclaim a Dying World

“A museum setting might sterilize the dread of the inevitable ending at which any chronological exhibit explicitly in conversation with environmentalism must arrive. But the accessibility of this juxtaposition right up front makes sure one is clued into that inevitability and made to feel it violently.”

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The Band

Just a few nights ago, I was eating at Whitman when the band came to play during dinner. Their entrance was met with the usual palpable dread. Aside from a few clapping friends, the reaction of the dining hall was mostly a muffled groan, rolling eyes and petulant, commiserative stares at nearby friends.

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A Better Course Guide

AAS 315 / CHV 424 / MUS 343 “We are not the same I am a Martian”: Afro-futurism since 1950 from Sun Ra to Young Money AAS 444 / EAS 360 Cross-Cultural Dialogues: Rush Hour through Rush Hour 3 AMS … Read More

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