Finding America in Super Sunday
The Pope couldn't do it; the imminent war in the Gulf is struggling; only the Super Bowl has been able to wrest the attention of the American public, however temporarily, away from Monicagate.
The Pope couldn't do it; the imminent war in the Gulf is struggling; only the Super Bowl has been able to wrest the attention of the American public, however temporarily, away from Monicagate.
On incomplete 'Street' coverageI am appalled at your poor coverage of Monday's decision by four clubs to hold "dry Bicker." This is the most interesting campus news since the Sovereign Bank robbery, and your reporter would have us believe that T.I.
We commend the increased level of communication between the University and eating clubs apparent in the Standing Committee on the Status of Women's commitment to a "safe, healthy atmosphere" on the 'Street' during Bicker week.
I could write a solemn, factually accurate column in which I carefully explain why Bill Clinton has had almost nothing to do with the economy's recent strong performance and point out the numerous underpublicized foreign policy disasters he is responsible for and just in general say a lot of things that need to be said about a very disappointing presidency; but that doesn't sound like it would be much fun for anybody so instead I'm going to ridicule Bill's sex life.
On speaking out against CCC advertisementWe are writing in response to a full-page advertisement from the Campus Crusade for Christ, written by Margaret Bothner '98, which ran in the Friday, January16 issue of the 'Prince.' Starting from the premise that she need not "show what other religions or world views lack in order to illustrate why Christianity is so amazing," Ms. Bothner proceeds to describe what she considers some of the main and unique characteristics of Christianity.
There is a verse from the Torah ? near the end of Numbers ? that my great-grandfather was fond of quoting whenever someone asked him why he didn't go to synagogue on Saturday mornings: "In any place that you remember me, I will come to you and bless you." He was a religious man, and he always devoted his Saturdays to prayer and study; but if he didn't have to leave his home ? which according to Jewish Law, he didn't ? then he stayed content within the walls of his apartment on Socrates St., Mexico City, Mexico, entirely oblivious to the goings on of the largest city in the world.I have always admired this: he lived simultaneously as a law unto himself and in strict accordance with another law ? Jewish law, which is not known for its flexibility.
I am magic to say to you about a modern wonder of Internet technology what is intended to revolutionize the way that we use the Web.
Setting the record straightIn the Monday, Jan. 19 issue of The Daily Princetonian it once again splashed a sensational article across its front page attacking the eating clubs.
Debuting in this issue is the first segment in a four-part series portraying minority perspectives of and experiences with the 'Street.' It is a topic that addresses an integral element in the spectrum of race relations at the University, and one that reveals a significant aspect of social life in obvious need of change as the University approaches the millenium.Black and Hispanic students feel marginalized on Prospect Avenue because the clubs do not cater to a wide variety of groups.
Falls Church, February 2 ? Alone, inside the house. For some reason, the electricity is out.
A new group of editors takes over The Daily Princetonian with this issue. We will continue the tradition of journalistic integrity that has marked the first 121 years of this newspaper.
On safety at bicker, sign-insAs club selection week begins, we write to call your attention to the commitment that all of the eating clubs and many student leaders have endorsed.
Touchy, touchyI was extremely disappointed to read Monday's article on sexual harassment in the dining halls.
Any politician who is neither completely out of her gourd nor Progressive will tell you that the key to successful policy is incremental adjustment.
The 1998 Managing Board of The Daily Princetonian steps down with this issue. As we scurry to our carrels to begin writing our theses, we reflect on our time at Princeton and at the 'Prince' with fond memories.We are not ignorant or pompous enough to believe that the 'Prince' is always essential campus reading.
I was born just a few minutes from the Delaware River, on the good side ? Pennsylvania to those who know ? and so I feel perfectly justified in dumping on New Jersey all I want.
Tickets for admission to the burial site of Diana Spencer went on sale over the phone on Monday, and it's definitely a seller's market.
As if returning to a jungle climate of mist and fog and finals despair is not painful enough following winter break, students must also endure Blair Arch's stocking stuffer: industrial pipe railings.
My grandfather, Big D., turns 80 today. Big D. stands for "Big Dad," the guy my aunts and uncles tried to avoid after they had misbehaved as children.
I'm sitting on a United Airlines plane heading home from Colorado when the smell of vomit engulfs me.