Category: History

Disappearing Histories

In the bowels of Firestone Library, behind bombproof walls and inside climate-controlled rooms, lies the entire life’s work of Nobel Prize-winning Peruvian author Mario Vargas Llosa.

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Eugenics at Princeton

The perception of people with intellectual disabilities as “defective” is grounded in an intellectual superiority that finds its natural home among the academic elite.

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Leon/Levy

Forgiving and living after the Holocaust

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Dylan is the New Dante

“More than anything, Dylan and Dante share an unbroken sense of pity for the ‘ill-begotten souls’ of hell. Both in the position of outsiders looking-in, this subversion of time, space, and reality is what makes hell so mystical, and this carnival of characters is what makes hell so unsettling.”

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From the Nass Past

What were Princeton students writing about thirty years ago? We’re jumping back in time to February, 1993 for some woeful poetry, questionable health advice, and dining hall commentary from our forefathers at the Nass.   Some wisdom for your post-Valentine’s … Read More

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Wittgenstein in Shadow

Ludwig Wittgenstein: Philosophy’s most misunderstood philosopher.

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Books@ Cafe

The rich history of a gay café in Amman, Jordan and the social change it inspired in a complex metropolis

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Stories From My Grandfather

Prince Faisal kissed him, reached into his robe, and pulled out a revolver. Three shots rang out in the hall.

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The Parapsychologists

“From the driveway, Professor Jahn was visible standing behind the screen door. He did not motion or wave as we drove off. He just watched us leave.”

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Living History

Amidst the empty pews and graying hair, she is proof that, while the story she tells may be hidden, it is still very much alive.

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The Bust of Sokrates

“But then the Romans didn’t want paunchy, lumpy bodies in their villas (aside from their own), so they decapitated Sokrates, already green and moldy from the hemlock, and shoved his face alone in their alcoves, dressing him up in pure white marble.”

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Pointing Fingers

“My point that I’m not pointing starts with the Scopes Trial.”

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