Remember Fuzzy Math?
When George W. Bush ran for president as a compassionate conservative, many of us who didn't know any better thought that silly comments were as bad as it could get.
When George W. Bush ran for president as a compassionate conservative, many of us who didn't know any better thought that silly comments were as bad as it could get.
Remember all that affirmative action fuss? Grutter v. Bollinger, Bakke, Supreme Court -- all frequently-used Google keywords a few months ago.
To the Editor: It bothers me that in forming a contradiction to my column, Henry Shi, in his Oct.
Clocks in Hanover read nine p.m. when it happened this Tuesday night, but halfway across the world in China's Gobi Desert it was nine a.m.
To the Editor: Contrary to rumors and accusations, including those stemming from Mike Reeves' Oct.
To the Editor: N. Alex Tonelli, in his Oct. 13 column "Social Engineering at its Worst," writes: "It is blatantly unconstitutional to deem speech inappropriate simply based on the offensive nature it might contain" [sic]. Setting aside the question of whether speech can possibly contain some innate "nature," one notices immediately two things wrong with the quoted statement. First, the free speech clause of the First Amendment prohibits the government (Congress, and later by extension the states as well) from passing laws abridging freedom of speech.
Remember the days when one could check email without being bombarded by spam that offered "Spy cams to watch your spouse" and "Automatic email trackers?" Well, this blissful existence of yesteryear (literally) has been punctured by the advancement of technology. Technological progress is typically viewed as a positive thing, as it eases countless aspects of daily life.
To the Editor: I am a strong supporter of the widespread belief that we need a new mascot.
With the primaries on the horizon and unfavorable foreign and domestic developments damaging the credibility of the current administration, what previously seemed like a slam-dunk re-election for President Bush is turning into one of the most energized and volatile political seasons seen in years.
In her Oct. 3 article "PR Interns Just Want to Have Fun?" Sarah Maxell paints a rather depressing picture of an entertainment industry internship gone horribly awry.
"I hate the word welcoming." This was the proclamation of Harvey Silverglate at a speech he gave Tuesday at Dartmouth.
After nearly 50 years of seeing Russians as the enemies, most ill-informed Americans old enough to remember the Soviet Union have ingrained a variety of negative stereotypes about the residents of the former "Empire of Evil." Supposedly, the Russians "care more about vodka than human life." Supposedly, they are "gruesome." Supposedly they like "to use their most advanced weapons to bring hell" to places out of "sheer hatred." A recent editorial in The Dartmouth, titled "Chechnya " The Forgotten War," by Adil Ahmad tried to invoke all these stereotypes in order to malign Russia for exercising its legitimate right to self defense and territorial integrity.
The Moose is an inadequate mascot, and the process that led to its emergence as the Student Assembly's choice to replace the Big Green exemplifies democracy misused and gone awry.
As millions of college students return to campuses this fall, they face a hard reality: Their tuitions are skyrocketing. Struggling with a sluggish economy and staggering budget deficits, states are shifting more of the costs of higher education onto students.
Hanover, it is said, is a quintessential New England college town. You can even find Baker Tower on the corporate logo for the town of Hanover.
Not to take the side of the tiger but I think Roy Horn, half of the Las Vegas duo Siegfried & Roy, had it coming.
Bob Dylan said this many years ago and although I once thought otherwise, I am now convinced he was referring to college.
What's Chechnya? It's a tiny republic in Russia that's fighting for independence from Russia. Where's Chechnya?
The air is getting chilly, the days are getting shorter and the leaves are changing colors. As you walk around campus on yet another bright, crisp morning, the vibrant red and orange of the leaves all announce the same thing -- fall is finally here.
When I first learned that Tupac Shakur had been shot to death in a drive-by shooting in September of 1996, my immediate reaction was one of shock, terror and disappointment: "What kind of name is Tupac?" I wondered.