Category: Reflections

Rumination

“I think often about this evening, and what my friend as trying to tell me. Something about appearances, how things seldom are how they seem? But this is too banal, and she is clever.”

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Southampton

Finding a home in a haunted ghost town

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North / South / East / West

A portrait of Tel Aviv in four directions.

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Jeff Bezos Launches Us to 1892

A Nass writer meditates on staggering levels of income inequality amidst excesses of wealth.

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Reality Check

If there were a billboard advertising you, what would it say?” The final question of the Residential College Adviser application was the one I thought about the most, and I was actually rather proud of my answer. While the application was … Read More

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Dear Cupid

Requests respectfully submitted for this cherub’s consideration.

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The Trials of Princeton

It was the first night without my parents in some hotel on US Route 1. I was alone and somewhere near East Pyne, brimming with the feeling of being lost and alone in a new city, juggling the oversized, color-coded freshman orientation specialty map that a volunteer organizer had gravely slipped into my purse.

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There Is No There Here, On The Presidential Race From an Uninformed Perspective

“I used to be a political junkie. Then 2016 happened, and I realized that that life was not for me.”

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Pacifism and Palestine

Pacifism may sound nice, but it is a hard doctrine to maintain: I struggled for years to reconcile my peaceful intuitions with the idea that we live in a violent world, and sometimes aiding those who are suffering might involve lethal force against those inflicting suffering.

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Reflections on the Nass by the 2013 Editor-in-Chief

“We amused ourselves, and, perhaps infrequently, others. We wrote screeds on music and books and movies and food at an emotional wattage only the undergraduate soul can muster.”

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The Long and Short: Hair

“Every time I looked in the mirror, my cropped hair reminded me that I had suffered, had experienced something that none of my peers could comprehend.”

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Mommy Says

Once a month, my mother would choose a single-parenting experience she thought to be humorous or poignant and would write it down for the whole world to read (or at least the subscribers of North Texas). My mother didn’t just archive my brother’s and my childhood, she created public records of all our most embarrassing moments.

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