President Who?
Bush wins! Wait, hold on a second, Gore wins! No, that's not right. After the recount, Nader wins! Can't you just see it?
Bush wins! Wait, hold on a second, Gore wins! No, that's not right. After the recount, Nader wins! Can't you just see it?
I am sure that you were all quite impressed to hear that, last year, our endowment grew by a whopping 46 percent to reach 2.5 billion dollars.
Contrary to what some may think, this year's presidential election is between two radically different candidates with very different visions for our nation.
At 2:30 a.m., one of my roommate's last muffled comments before falling asleep was "I know what you can write about!
Although the Clinton and Gore era has brought our nation to the height of its prosperity, it has neglected to bring our nation to the same peak of respect and honor.
Like many Nader supporters, I have been pestered, harassed and generally made to feel like a traitor by many of my friends in the progressive movement.
I am writing this opinion statement simply to make some suggestions on the upcoming presidential election.
Restoring Equilibrium Napster's recent announcement of its agreement with Bertelsmann AG -- the parent company of BMG, one of five recording companies suing Napster for copyright infringement -- to move to a for-pay system is sure to meet resistance in the online community.
It seems natural to college students to select their leaders based on the intelligence that they display.
Recently in Washington, President Clinton celebrated the 200th anniversary of the White House. Complete with the type of fanfare that only fife music is appropriate for, Clinton evoked the memories of John Adams and Franklin Roosevelt; it was a day, he conveyed, to appreciate this nation's rich history. It was a typically American way to commemorate an event, because our country likes history that is pretty.
Trade your vote? It's a bizarre concept. Why would you vote for anyone other than the candidate of your choice?
Recently my mother groused about not being mentioned at all in the two and a half years I've been writing columns for The Dartmouth.
The election is one week away. Pundits are talking about the "home stretch," or saying that the candidates are "rounding third," and using similar sports analogies.
Halloween is here, and presidential candidates are searching for the perfect costume to attract voters.
As oppressive readings and problem sets begin to absorb our focus, the academic pressures of Dartmouth become slightly like an enslaving yoke, which, if we are not watchful, can uproot us from the cosmos of an interrelated world into an intellectual vacuum.
That theft is a problem on our campus was made thoroughly clear to me when, the day before I discovered someone had stolen my pizza out of the dorm freezer, I discovered someone had stolen my bike out of the basement. True, it wasn't locked.
I just can't get the hang of this Homecoming thing. I understand that it's definitely the biggest Dartmouth weekend; the other two just don't measure up to the fall classic.
My Dear Masses of Adoring Readers -- greetings. Indubitably, you're ecstatic to be reading another article of mine just as I too am filled with an unbearable ecstasy, bordering on orgasmic, to be sitting at my computer this lovely afternoon, rolling the words across my tongue and pondering what wisdom I should drop into your ready ears. And as I ponder possible subjects, it strikes me to write about Our Blessed Homecoming.
As the administration's recent threat to eliminate the bonfire shows, there is a fundamental difference between the philosophies of the students and the administration at this school.
I've once heard of a corner on a road which there were continual fatalities. Drivers, despite warning signs, would speed around this corner and be killed.