Looking Forward, Looking Back
The thing I like most about big weekends, especially Green Key, is that everyone seems to be having fun.
The thing I like most about big weekends, especially Green Key, is that everyone seems to be having fun.
Green Key: a weekend steeped in tradition. Nothing else at Dartmouth is as steeped in tradition as Green Key.
If asked, most informed Dartmouth students will usually cite this approaching weekend as their favorite.
Once upon a time, in a collegial kingdom far removed from our space and epoch, there lived a young vassal named Jeff, who wrote columns for the local newspaper.
Forty-six years ago, yesterday, nine people finally recognized that separate cannot possibly mean equal.
Communism is a good idea, just no one's done it." Those were the words I overheard in the Hop several weeks ago.
Take a look at almost every public opinion poll that tracks the issue preferences of voters across the country and you will find education at or near the top of every list.
I am writing to provide my perspective on the upcoming May 23rd talk by Yvette Schneider. Schneider will be addressing the question, "Can homosexuals change their orientation?" Yvette Schneider claims to have spent six years as a "practicing lesbian and homosexual rights advocate" before becoming a Christian and "exiting the homosexual lifestyle." She now speaks out against the "homosexual activist agenda" and reaches out to those still "trapped" in that lifestyle, according to the information on the so-called "Family Research Council" website. This talk is sponsored by Voces Clamantium, and is receiving College monies.
To the Editor: I'd like to respond to some of the comments in yesterday's article about the speaker, Yvette Schneider.
Here it is: Nancy's Student Life Initiative -- an attempt to enhance the quality of living here at Dartmouth.
Visualize this: a mother, new born baby at her breast, two young children clinging to her dress and four more children playing by her side.
The possibility of a long, painful life and soul-destroying illness is unbelievable to most people.
I visited the Scottish Isle of Arran with friends I'd met while on the English FSP at the University of Glasgow.
Philosophically, we disagree with the introduction of freshman-only housing into the Dartmouth community.
Housing: that bizarre, wonderful, sublime need of human beings which demands that we spend our days and nights, especially during cold New Hampshire winters, under a motley collection of walls and a roof.
As juniors we got to see the on-campus job recruiters this spring, about four months earlier than in previous years.
This weekend many of us will be sending cards and gifts as tokens of appreciation for our mothers, godmothers, step-mothers, foster mothers and countless "honorary" mothers.
To the Editor: I am writing to express my disappointment in The Dartmouth's failure to cover the Dance Marathon, which occurred over the weekend to benefit the Children's Hospital at Dartmouth.
Before coming to Dartmouth, I had, of course, read about MP3s and how they would revolutionize the music industry.
There is an evil, an ugly ferret-faced disease plaguing this campus. Most are frightfully unaware of it; only a few enlightened investigators have been able to uncover the rotten maw of this gaping decline of civilization.