Category: Campus

From the Editors

You are so thirsty. You may even be dehydrated. Scorching was the summer that just past, and wet classes and wet friendships are not yet arrived. But relief is near. For if you are reading the Nassau Weekly—and we surmise that you are reading the Nassau Weekly—you are about to become rather damp.

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What’s in a Name?

The complex story of Dean Mathey.

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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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On The Canada Goose Jacket, Tote Bags, and Other Manifestations of Personal Complexes

On posturing and personal complexes.

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Our Top 10 Top 5 Lists

Top 5 Pop Songs I Love No Matter What They Say 1) “Beautiful,” Christina Aguilera 2) “Always be My Baby,” Mariah Carey 3) “Kissed by a Rose,” Seal 4) “Crazy in Love,” Beyonce Knowles 5) “I Try,” Macy Gray Top … Read More

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Uni-versity

“‘I think I terrify a lot of people,’ Akiva tells me, only half-kidding as he balances his unicycle in the middle of the Rocky Classroom…”

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Loyal Opposition

There has already been a great deal of discussion about the USG’s proposed resolution barring the ROTC from campus. But even though debate on the resolution has been tabled until the fall—perhaps because it has been tabled—we should continue to discuss the issues that this rather sudden, and suddenly ended, discourse has raised.

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Freshman Reflections

There’s something about everyone having their bedrooms right next to everyone else’s. It doesn’t create a sexually charged environment per se.

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Matchmaking Made Easy

Everyone scanned the hundreds of pages this summer, gawking at deceivingly attractive photos and making fun of people’s interests. The freshman class, however, was the class to use thefacebook.com in an entirely new way- to scope out their future classmates, roommates, and potential boyfriends.

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Making Friends

Sorority Rush revealed.

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The Logic of Selectivity

A writer considers the stress and exclusion of selective extracurriculars.

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Marry, Murder, or Fuck?

It was when we looked over at each other and discovered that we were both checking out our split ends, that we decided it was the start of a beautiful friendship. Oh yeah, and we were sitting in our Humanities Sequence lecture, more worried about the state of our hair than we were about the state of affairs in Plato’s Republic.

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