NARP Meets World: A New Hope
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And just like that, we’ve reached the final stop of a long and arduous journey: the last edition of NMW.
From the very inception of NARP Meets World, it’s been a constant war of attrition between the editors of this paper and myself. Each week I bang my head against the wall in hopes of a semi-entertaining joke finding its way in the paper. Most of the time, it’s an incontrovertible strikeout. The only funny thing is how pathetic the column is. But every now and then, I am able to produce a witty joke that manages to get a small chuckle. These moments are exactly what I live for. You guys, my readers, are the only reason why I continue writing this nonsense of a column every week. I live for the fans, die for the fans.
In an Oct. 26 interview with Donald Trump, CNN reporter Dana Bash noted the president-elect’s large bank account and grilled him on how much money he was willing to spend on advertising in his final two-week sprint towards the White House. Eventually, Trump had to ask Bash to move on to a different question, and in doing so he implied a major — even alarming — flaw in the news and media industry, namely money and what its ramifications are for the journalism that reaches us.
Election Day was a day of strong emotions as Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton battled for the presidency. Throughout the day, students and town residents went to Hanover High School to cast their ballots. More than 6,500 Hanover residents voted for Clinton, while 926 cast ballots for Trump. Volunteers and candidates turned out for one last day of campaigning on campus and at the polls, with candidates, students and community members coming together to get out the vote. Our reporters covered campus and town happenings throughout Election Day, speaking with voters at the polls and students at watch parties to gauge the mood in and around Hanover.
Newly on the brink of adulthood, Dartmouth students are tasked with great responsibility, especially during this election season. It is a test of your character and it asks that you embrace the noble art of being uncool.
With midterms coming up you may find yourself short on time, meaning that treks to FoCo, Collis or even into town for food may become few and far between. Just how will you manage to spend your endless meal swipes (’20s), or your quickly-declining DBA (everybody else) in the most efficient way possible? With the ultimate college solution: instant noodles.
Once, not so long ago, this very house where you sit belonged to a wealthy family. Mother, Father and Daughter in want of nothing. Every morning they would wake and eat their porridge, every night they’d tuck themselves in. But all houses have their secrets.
I’ll admit it: I have a fear of conducting interviews.
As a ’20, am I really allowed to categorize other freshmen? I've heard upperclassmen call us “the worst” (mostly to our faces), been given looks of disappointment when I ask where Foco is and have been encouraged to “touch the fire.” I get it, we move in large clumps and are pretty annoying, but what exactly is it that makes us annoying?
On Monday, Collis Café resumed its recycling activities with three new waste-sort sections: landfill, recycling and food compost. In mid-August, the College halted recycling activities in Collis Café, the Courtyard Café in the Hopkins Center, King Arthur Flour in Baker-Berry Library and Novack Café due to high concentrations of waste contamination, Jenna Musco, assistant director of sustainability, said. The remaining locations are scheduled to resume recycling on Oct. 31.
Are you excited to devote hours and hours of your day to rush week? Are you an eager ’20 who just cannot wait until next fall when you, too, can ~rush~? No worries, my friends. Why limit yourself to only one form of Dartmouth’s favorite fall activity when you can try eleven (!!!) new alternative forms of rush?!?
Well, I’m finally a Dartmouth senior, and my younger brother is finally a freshman (at Princeton though, ew). Talking to him made me realize just how much a person can change during their first three years of college. Leading up to his first day, he claimed that he would never drink coffee. I naively said the same when I entered my freshman year—but then I discovered KAF. Here’s my take on just how different freshmen and seniors really are.
I apologize in advance if this column comes across as a petulant plea from a hopelessly jaded senior. While yes, I am a member of the Class of 2017 graduating this spring, no, I am not jaded.
With 35 varsity sports, 33 club sports and 24 intramural sports and more than 75 percent of undergraduates participating, it is safe to say that a love for athletics runs deep at the College. However, not many people know the evolution of Dartmouth’s varsity athletics program, beginning in 1769. This week, The Dartmouth explores the history of sports at the College through an overview of landmark events, traditions and obscure sports.
Talking to Maggie Sherin ’18, Io Jones ’19 and Anna Clark ’19 would make anyone believe in women’s ability to enact.
Journal #11. Oct. 9, 2016.
My grandfather went to Dartmouth, as did my uncle and my cousin. Growing up, the word “Dartmouth” became synonymous with my grandfather and my family, probably due to the hours I spent listening attentively to my grandfather’s passionate accounts of the time he spent at the College, a place I soon understood had a profound impact in shaping the person he is today. But, as an alumnus who, like so many Dartmouth students, fell in love with what many call “the best place on earth,” did he think that in the years to come the person that would be continuing his family legacy would be a woman? Probably not.
I love the San Francisco Giants. I’ve loved them ever since Barry Bonds was still hitting home runs and we didn’t think he was a dirty cheater, since Tim Lincecum was the best pitcher in Major League Baseball for like three years, since we started winning the World Series every even year since 2010. Max, shouldn’t you be very concerned that the Giants have dropped the first two games of the National League Division Series to the Chicago Cubs? Yes, and to be completely honest, it kind of feels a lot like how I came out the gate failing my first microeconomics quiz last week: not good at all but weirdly remaining confident that the Giants will not be eliminated and that I will not have to end up dropping micro.
When I first came here as a freshman, I had two goals for my college experience: get good grades and join a fraternity. I chose Dartmouth because I wanted the exceptional undergraduate education it offered. Outside the classroom, though, I just wanted a place where I could relax, maybe drink some beer and hang out with friends.
Every afternoon at 4 p.m. in Sanborn Library, the chime of bells momentarily awakens students from their studies, pulling them away from their schoolwork and into the world of tea and cookies.