If you’ve been active on social media over the past few days, you may have heard word of a brief but concentrated burst of anti-Semitism which appeared on the campus of UCLA recently.
Watching the premiere of “Fresh Off the Boat” with the Asian American Students Association, I came to a startling conclusion about my own upbringing: I felt as if I wasn’t truly Asian-American. While most of the students in the group laughed along with some of the jokes in the show, based on their own experiences growing up in Chinese or Taiwanese-American families, I found myself unable to relate.
The Special Victims Unit of a police department investigates cases involving domestic violence, rape, elder abuse, child abuse, victims of human trafficking and victims with developmental or mental disabilities.
In three weeks, the University will extend admissions offers to the newest batch of Princetonians, and if the trend displayed in recent years holds true, the pool of accepted students will be the most diverse in the University’s history.
I’ve been facing an existential crisis. But this is no ordinary crisis about the purpose or value or meaning of life (Susan Wolf already covered that). I have been grappling with the purpose or value — or perhaps lack thereof — of newspaper column writing. This pseudo-crisis was spurred by a tangential discussion that I had in my journalism class when the question of the use of opinion in journalism was posed.
Monday begins the notoriously stressful week of midterms. Whereas for final exams the University provides a reading period and a designated exam period, midterms week is hardly set apart from any other week of the semester, and the exams taken often carry significant weight in course grading.
The night of Sunday, Feb. 15 was cold. The wind was biting. It was the kind of night my Tennessee mother fears I won’t survive.
At this point in my Princeton career, I can name a significant number of friends and acquaintances who plan on using their college degree to glorify the prestigious vocation of consulting after they graduate.
About a week ago, Republican Idaho state legislator Vito Barbieri found himself in the crosshairs of the national media for asking a rhetorical question.
Many people see the “freshman 15” as merely a myth made to scare incoming college freshmen. From The Atlantic to The Huffington Post, critics in the past few years have argued that claims of this weight gain are exaggerated.
This past January I witnessed an odd phenomenon for the first time: that whole month after winter break without any daily class routine, which seemed to be a uniquely Princeton experience.
Anyone who has held a senior leadership role in a University student group or organization knows, or will quickly learn, that the pace of University institutions is on an entirely different wavelength than that of most leadership terms.
The 2011 Women’s Leadership Report revealed a disturbing reality — in the “highly visible positions” of major student groups on University campus, women held fewer of the top spots since right after the first decade that the University began accepting women.
Hypocrisy is a curious human condition, and one that is important both to experience and to take note of, whether in oneself or in others.
"What is it about silence that is so unsettling and deeply irksome?" I wonder as I spit out some trite retort to a friend’s comment to avoid having nothing to say. Silence makes me so anxious that I instinctively fill it with some equally meaningless remark.
