Selling Dartmouth
Ah, spring. A time when the earth begins to warm, flowers bloom, birds sing again, fathers play catch with their sons, and the sun shines down on everything.
Ah, spring. A time when the earth begins to warm, flowers bloom, birds sing again, fathers play catch with their sons, and the sun shines down on everything.
To the Editor: Due to recent editorials in The Dartmouth and comments made by the President of Psi Upsilon Fraternity, the CFS Judiciary Committee feels obligated to clarify any misconceptions regarding Psi Upsilon's conduct during the event known as the "Keg Jump" on the afternoon of February 12.
One of the frequent observations about Dartmouth is its total lack of a dating culture. More often than not this observation is couched in the form of a complaint by both male and female students.
His name is Elian Gonzalez. To many, his is a household name. To others, images of him running around in a fenced-in yard with a Labrador puppy are played in daily packages on the morning, afternoon and evening news. Unfortunately, there are also those few, supposedly elite, individuals who consider Elian a most powerful political football.
A s I sit listening to Jay Leno continue his barrage of tired old Clinton jokes and watch local attorney Dennis Shillen hate to lose, I reflect on one thing.
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My name is Linda and I like boy bands. Something tells me I should be ashamed of myself for admitting that.
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For those of you to whom I haven't said hello yet: yes, I had a fun break. I trust yours was fun as well.
The keg jump is a Dartmouth tradition. The College knows what has been transpiring on the lawn of Psi Upsilon Fraternity for the past 19 years.
A rapidly diminishing selection of classes have appealed to me. I must filter through pages of course offerings and schedules before I can find one that excites my interest.
Last Spring my roommate and I traveled down to Lexington, Virginia, to spend the weekend at Washington and Lee University with some friends from home.
Why do they call it the "morning after pill"? I realize that the obvious implication is that the event which necessitates such a drug usually occurs in the evening, but don't you think that a so-very-politically-incorrect phrase as "morning after pill" is an insult not only to sperm worldwide but also offensive to those who expel said sperm?
I would like to add to Rob Valet's provocative article, "By the Gallon," that appeared in Wednesday's edition of The Dartmouth.
Thesis Statement. I hope not to offend any technophiles in my readership, if such things exist, by which I mean my readership.
To the Editor: What took place in Taiwan on March 18th is a historic breakthrough. For only the second time in history, the Taiwanese people went to the polls to elect their own president.
As a prospective student, I was initially completely drawn by Dartmouth's D-Plan. It seemed to be a unique, hassle-free plan that frees us to space out our college years in any manner we wish.
You'd think that I'd have figured out the general orientation of the campus by now. Ah, well, that's where I have you deceived.
When I returned home for spring break and began driving again I finally noticed those vaunted high gas prices--and to be honest they didn't bother or surprise me in the least. I mean, think about the immense amounts of work that have to be performed so we can keep our Ford Expeditions humming along at 15 miles a gallon.
To the Editor: The videotape record of the March 7 orientation for participants in the Committee on Standards hearings for CS 4 will presumably include Dean James Larimore's rather bizarre injunction to all participants "to be as truthful as you are willing". More bizarre is that the committee's members apparently were less willing to acknowledge the truth than some of the accused, who, according to Marcia Kelly's statement to me in a March 2 meeting with Dean Larimore, had already confessed to their misdeeds. While two tutors apparently did offer so-called "help" to students far beyond what I could have imagined at the time I submitted my allegations, the evidence I presented focussed on obvious electronic exchange of written work, in clear violation of a clear policy included in the course syllabus.