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June 23, 2025 | Latest Issue
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Fanaticism at Dartmouth

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The concept of fanaticism is a common point of confusion amongst the youth of Generation Z. Often, people wonder what the driving force is behind the sobbing, shaking crowd at boy band concerts, dating back to as early as Beatlemania.


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Guo: A hat is not a hat

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First Floor Stairs I dangle several feet off of a cliff — a jagged cliff, painted in the deceptive neutrality of browns and yellows. I hold on by a string of yarn, boasting of once-vibrant shades of crimson and sapphire.











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Bootleggers & The Boom Boom Lodge

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It is just after one o’clock in the morning when one Dartmouth student kills another over a quart of whiskey. The year is 1920, and the 18th Amendment, which prohibits the sale, transport and consumption of alcohol in the United States, has been in effect since January.



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Wien: Basically Animal Farm

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Hello! Welcome to week eight. (Nine? Eight. Nine?) It’s not that I have nothing to report from my room. It’s that a lot of the information is not of the nature that should be printed. When you live with people for four years, there is a proximity to their private lives that is at first unsettling, then comforting, then integrated, which is to say their private lives become so entangled with yours that you begin to take on parts of their personalities. When my roommates and I talk, dress or gesture like one another, we call this “leaking,” as though are bodies are closed vessels that are breaking open at the seams and contaminating one another. Gross, right?


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Forbidden fruit

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If you’ve ever been in a position of power, you know that getting people to follow the rules is a complicated and often elusive pursuit.



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Lots and lots of snow to throw!

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It was 1:45 p.m. on Sunday, Feb. 12 when I first heard the rumors. In my floor’s GroupMe, someone had sent a picture of a poem, written in the familiar style of Dr. Seuss, announcing a midnight snowball fight on the Green.


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Reliving Dartmouth past

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During First-Year Trips, like most Dartmouth students, I wrote myself a letter. Unlike many of my peers, I wrote this letter quite seriously, pouring my soul out to my future self who would receive it six months from then.