Skip to Content, Navigation, or Footer.
Support independent student journalism. Support independent student journalism. Support independent student journalism.
The Dartmouth
June 11, 2025 | Latest Issue
The Dartmouth
Mirror
Mirror

Greetings From... Mexico

|

Let me start this off by saying that I'm a huge fan of the Hop quesos. A crispy tortilla filled with tomatoes, salsa and oozing cheese: it's by far one of my favorite foods at Dartmouth. Unfortunately, I'm not such a fan of some of the other "Mexican-style" food in Hanover.


Mirror

Amy Knows Everyone

|

The only time I ever lived off campus was during sophomore summer. Even then, I was in the Murphy's apartments, in which, if you hang your head out the window, or trot down to the street in pajamas -- as I did, often, with no shame -- you can still pick up the College's wireless. My apartment was intensely hot; class, if I chose to go, was a mere three-minute schlep, and all the people on my hall were other '09s -- and some were even my friends.





Mirror

Overheards

|

'11 AD [playing pong] : Can we stop playing this game and go study? '10 Girl 1: You know what would make every girl want us during rush?



Mirror

Convict Confessions: Anonymous stories of students' encounters with H-Po and S&S

|

Male '12: So basically my first encounter with H-Po was back in October. I had just come back from Heorot, and I was just being an idiot and was holding a Keystone can. "Oh, I'm not gonna get caught by H-Po, I can just, like, move the can to the other side of my body, and they'll never be able to see it," I thought to myself at the time. The girl I was with wanted me to walk her back to her dorm, so we were on this corner of indecision: She wanted to go home, and I wanted to go to EBAs.



Mirror

Counterpoint: Getting picked up

|

Bad choices happen. Too much alcohol happens. S&S happens. Even with these inevitabilities, however, there's no reason that getting picked up should constitute a necessary element of the essential Dartmouth experience.


Mirror

Point: Getting picked up

|

Having passed over the threshold of youth and entered the beer-soaked beginnings of adulthood, the first years of college hold a special charm and promise.


Mirror

Amy Knows Everyone

|

I'm over 21, I've been at Dartmouth for almost four years now, and I'm a girl, which means I normally don't have the urge to chuck things at people, or if I do, I seldom follow through with it. Because of all this, I'm not really all that worried about my relationship with Safety and Security.



Mirror

Off The Record

|

On the first day of Amber's job as a nude art model, she was nervous. "I was walking there trying to calm myself down and prepare myself for it," she said. Several minutes after the robe came off, however, she relaxed. "When you're there you're holding a pose, you don't have time to look at yourself." Amber started modeling this year, and said it is something she has always thought about pursuing. "Most people wouldn't even consider doing it," she said.


Mirror

THIS, Sir, Is My Case

|

I know this isn't necessarily the topic of The Mirror this week, but I was stunned and a wee bit upset to return to campus on Wednesday from The District of Columbia and not see an article in The Dartmouth, America's Oldest College Newspaper -- Founded 1799, that had a student reporter doing more than simply describing the basics of the inauguration festivities.


Mirror

The DM Manual of Style

|

As the mercury continues its steady drop, the discerning Dartmouth fashion lover is forced to trade his or her impractical fripperies and fineries for the warmth of utilitarian winter gear.


Mirror

Body Language: Are you DTF after that DFM?

|

The words we choose make all the difference. For example, if one of the Novack employees milling about behind the counter finally turns to me and asks, "What can I get for you?" I merely say, "A large coffee with soymilk and a bottle of water and also a large cup of ice and this Vitamin Water, please." However, if a Novack employee chooses their words slightly differently, and asks me, "How can I help you?" I find myself requesting a dirty martini, straight-up with a twist of vicodin, and make that four olives -- this being breakfast, after all. You see, there is a vast disparity between what Novack "can do for me" and what would actually be "helpful." But this canyon between civility and depravity is easily bridged each day -- and just as easily breached -- by language. Consider sex.


Mirror

Editors' Note

|

It's week three, and we are still continuing to find so much in common. We are proud, yet slightly disappointed at the same time, to say we have never been Good Sammed or had a run-in with S&S or H-Po.


Mirror

Bridging Friendships between Dartmouth and Home

|

Aryeh Drager / The Dartmouth Staff After strapping on your head lamp, tying up your hiking boots and tightening your backpack in preparation for your freshman DOC trip, did you tearfully give your friends good bye hugs and kisses, or did you see your departure as an opportunity to ditch the ball and chain and move on to bigger and better things?