How to Speak Good
Some nights I have a dream that I'm back in a high school theatre production, wilting under the unforgiving offstage gaze of the director.
Some nights I have a dream that I'm back in a high school theatre production, wilting under the unforgiving offstage gaze of the director.
I don't really believe in New Year's resolutions. The idea itself is not without merit. A new year is a time for new beginnings, so what better time to resolve to be better, healthier, kinder people?
Let's make no bones about it; I'm a bitter, miserable kid. No matter what I have to be thankful for, no matter what's going right in my world, I always dwell on the negative things.
In its editorial on Tuesday, Nov. 20, 2001, The Dartmouth stated that the Hanover Police, in contrast to their treatment of Timothy Hall, "conducted many student interviews in a subdued, professional fashion" during the Zantop murder investigation.
Students returning to campus undoubtedly notice the new call boxes that the College has installed outside its dormitories. The industrial steel consoles clash with Dartmouth's colonial architecture just as the notion of a security system jars our perception of an idyllic rural campus.
To the Editor: I just read Alison Schmauch's article titled, "Is fear affecting our college experience?" in the Monday, Nov.
To the Editor: I am writing in response to Jeff Deck's Nov. 16 article, "Against White Ribbons." Mr. Deck fails to understand the point of White Ribbon Day. Deck is glad to trivialize the ultimate statement of the ribbons as "I am not a rapist," but the statement is much greater.
Throughout the course of human affairs, mankind has borne witness to untold injustice and oppression.
Last week a phone call was made to the Hanover Police suggesting that the person responsible for the recent sexual assaults on campus was in Food Court.
To the Editor:We are writing to protest the highly misleading headline of the article "Int'l Office warns against foreign travel" on the front page of "The D" on Nov.
To the Editor: Dear Mr. Deck, regarding your article "Against White Ribbons" (Nov. 16): I did not send you a white ribbon, but I salute those who did!
I know just enough about technology to really get myself screwed. Back in the beige days of computing, before the flowering of iMacs in rainbow and "Flower-Power" (that idea crashed hard), I got suspended for hacking into a mainframe.
By Mohamad Bydon '01 In the Oct. 28 issue of The New York TimesMagazine, award-winning journalist Joseph Lelyveld wrote an article entitled "All Suicide Bombers Are Not Alike." Lelyveld, in an attempt to understand suicide-bombing, stopped in Gaza and spoke to the Palestinian parents of a "martyr." He describes the father of the deceased Ismael as "solemnly prideful" and his mother as "resolutely cheerful ... [She] betrayed not a hint of sadness as she spoke of her departed son." This description struck me as rather bizarre, especially since I've been through Palestinian refugee camps myself and have met the parents of suicide bombers in south Lebanon.
Although we respect the ongoing efforts of the Hanover Police Department to find the per- petrator of two recent on-campus assaults, the parading of a student through Food Court last Thursday evening was unacceptable. This spectacle, in probably the most densely populated area on campus at that moment, made the student look like a criminal in front of his peers. After a witness to the original crime identified a student who was potentially the perpetrator, police officers came to Food Court to question the possible suspect.
Lint flabbergasts me. I'm not talking about the stuff that creeps up my stomach to burrow in my navel.
To the Editor: Deck's "Against White Ribbons" (Nov. 16) said it like it is. Finally someone stood up and said that all men are not aggressors, just as all whites are not racists.
I forget exactly where I was when it first dawned on me that college was not real. Most likely it was at some room party (remember those?) during freshman orientation in the fall of 1999 when S&S raided a two-room triple that had 70 people in it.
Once upon a time, I used to get sleep. I used to go to bed before 4 a.m. every day. I used to stay awake and learn something in my morning classes.
To the Editor: Tara Kyle wrote about a resurgence in interest in the CIA following the events of Sept.
To the Editor: I read the op-ed column "Against White Ribbons" (Nov. 16), and I must say I was taken aback.