Procrastination is the Mother of Invention
I've been wanting to write this editorial for a long time -- but I've been putting it off. So you are a bright college student.
I've been wanting to write this editorial for a long time -- but I've been putting it off. So you are a bright college student.
Though I do not advocate censorship, it would delight me beyond measure were The Dartmouth to forestall printing any future articles by Conor Dugan '00 until he has demonstrated himself fit to write an editorial displaying some manner, any manner, of logical or coherent argument.
Now hear this: I hereby command spring term to be fun. Some of you out there may say, "Oh, well look who thinks he can tell me what to do." To that I say go to hell.
Saving Private Ryan has won the Academy Award for Best Director. On the strength of this it is back in theaters, where it will do respectable business for a while, then fade away.
Ladies and gentlemen, it is that time of year again - time to kick off the shoes, lay back, relax and watch 64 of the world's best teams slug it out with each other for the title.
I just wanted to take the opportunity to inform you that I had a most wonderful winter term on the Spanish LSA in Puebla, Mexico, while you all froze in Hanover.
Josh Green's Student Assembly is always earnestly promising to reform -- along with everything else at Dartmouth -- the faculty advisor program.
It was night of Saturday the 28th of Febru- ary. I went to the charity dinner organized by Africaso to generate funds to aid the civilians of Sierra Leone, where peace is shattered by a brutal and bloody civil war.
The conviction for murder of Jack Kevorkian brings into stark relief a major moral issue of our time.
To the Editor: Twenty years after I matriculated to Dartmouth, I'm sorry to hear that the Dartmouth administration is still trying to eliminate fraternities and sororities.
Last July, my sister came up to Dartmouth for Sophomore Family Weekend. Only a couple weeks before her 23rd birthday, Amy had already finished college.
Going to bed these past few weeks has been a nightmare ... except of course, a true nightmare would involve actually sleeping.
Avid readers of the Dartmouth may have noticed a pair of letters last week referring to an incident in which our own football team hired a stripper to entice a potential student.
I am writing in response to a letter by William Dowling '66 that appeared in the March 5 edition of The Dartmouth.
So you come to Dartmouth and what do you know about this place? Do you think of the beautiful mountains, the idyllic hamlet known as Hanover where the college exists or do you think of the movie Animal House or a pervasive drinking culture that has all of the students at the pong table every weekend?
To the Editor: Yesterday's guest column from Jean Hudson argues that Middlebury College is not an example of a successful transition to a coed social system.
To instigate discussion about the recent Trustee announcement is to invite the potential for a battle of views, beliefs and goals.
To the Editor: Having been at Dartmouth during the countercultural '60s, when fraternities were a negligible presence on campus, I've had no opinion about them one way or the other. In listening to the defenders of frats over the last few weeks, though, I've come to see that the controversy is masking a deeper issue. Dartmouth has always had -- we all know this is true: it's the wince in the night of every Dartmouth graduate -- a tradition of intellectual mediocrity.
The world as it ought to be. Which is to say, upside down. "God I love to turn my little blue world upside down" (Tori Amos, "Upside down"). I'd like to tell you about a recent conversation between me and a woman of extraordinary, indeed I said "singular," beauty.