While it is important to respect the Princeton community’s diverse views on the larger issues surrounding WikiLeaks, it is equally important that students are aware of how using WikiLeaks may prevent them from obtaining governmental security clearances.
What follows is perhaps best understood as the tragic tale of a proper Greek hero, a once proud and good student who was undone by his own hubris and is now warning the world to not pick classes that are good but rather to pick classes that are good for you.
Breaking your nose on a rugby pitch in the United States begins a process.
When I was in middle school, my grandpa asked what I wanted to be when I got older. “I don’t know what I want to do,” I told him, “but I want to change the world.” He shook his head. “Don’t change the world. Get a good job, get married and change the world for your family.”
Journals, which publishers can sell individually for as much as $40,000 per year, facilitate academic discourse. Through peer review and distribution to an established audience, the journals play an instrumental role in spreading new ideas and discoveries. Because publishing in a top journal is essential for any researcher looking to make a name for herself or at least spread her contributions to the most relevant minds, the journals possess exclusive access to some of the most significant academic literature.
Princeton may be conservative, but students aren’t too conservative to have sex — some more than others, some less than others, but it’s happening. So why can’t we talk about it? Why must sex only be discussed in the confines of one’s dorm room, in the whispers of a dining hall or a small ’zee group in a residential college? Why can’t we have a Sex Week like Harvard and Yale?
The University strives to impress upon us how diverse the student body is, but we rarely have substantive interactions with people who are different from us. Perhaps the solution is to utilize new ways of teaching, through groups exercises or projects, to make the classroom a chance for growth in more ways than one.
While recognizing that Princeton’s behavior in the aftermath of the suicide was constrained by legal factors and a commitment to privacy rights, the Editorial Board nonetheless feels that the University ought to have been more forthcoming in its initial reactions to the news of Calvo’s death.
It all began at my elite boarding school, where I studied English and history, mastered Greek and Latin and learned how to use power tools accurately and safely.
We celebrate diversity through multicultural and interfaith groups and events, but we miss acknowledging that diversity means we are different — and that conflict can arise from differences.
In this editorial, we hope to give you some insight into Princeton’s unique eating club system, considered by many to be an indispensible part of the Princeton experience.
Memes. GIFs. Unpronounceable (mehmeh? jiff?) and even harder to define. As far as I can tell, they’re both things on the Internet that make you LOL, except GIFs move and memes don’t.
Consider this a thank-you-bordering-on-love letter to Princeton from someone with too many reservations to just say love letter and be done with it. Dear Princeton: I do not (yet) love you, but I appreciate and admire you with all the sincerity my icy skeptical heart can muster. Here’s why.
We need to stop viewing education — both our own as Princetonians and that of children across the country — as the sum of all the lectures we attend, papers we write and time we spend looking at a blackboard — or Blackboard. Instead of trying to extend the school day, policy-makers like Emmanuel should seek to promote those things which ultimately enhance learning: social free time, the arts, efficient lesson plans. Only when we rid ourselves of this obsession with over-structuring and numbers can we improve education in a fundamental and meaningful way.
Apparently the mere thought that anyone would consider wasting their time applying to college without a major firmly in mind or, even worse, that someone would actually spend up to two years in college without having success in one field planned out every step of the way was so stupid it was laughable. The representative assured me that students did not need to declare a major right away, but the damage was done.