I've Got Issues With Commitment
I've got issues with commitment. As do, I think, many other Dartmouth students. I'm not talking about relationship-type commitment.
I've got issues with commitment. As do, I think, many other Dartmouth students. I'm not talking about relationship-type commitment.
To the Editor: Aaron Russo's editorial, "A Search for True Religion," [The Dartmouth, Feb.
Student Assembly Vice President Nahoko Kawakyu's resignation last night has brought the Assembly into the campus spotlight for the first time this year.
To the Editor: I would like to clear up a few of Kenji Hosokawa's errors and misconceptions ("Clinton's Foreign Policy Blunders," The Dartmouth, Feb.
Two years ago on a boat bound for Dublin, my friend and I were debating John Lennon. I thought the song "Imagine" was idealism of the worst kind: founded on humanistic fallacies that attribute more innate goodness to people than they actually possess.
To the Editor: After reading Mark Hill's valentine to firearms ("Why I Love Guns," The Dartmouth, Feb.
Over the years, Dartmouth has developed a reputation for patently self-serving conservatism. Here we cherish our time-worn institutions, even though the behavior they often engender runs contrary to the basic tenants of social conservatism.
I'm warning you: this is kind of random. I usually like to write columns that have either a point, a purpose or some semblance of organization, but it is sort of hard to achieve these things during Carnival weekend.
An editorial recently appeared in The Dartmouth regarding the subject of giving to Dartmouth ["My 98 Cents Worth," Jan.
As the possibility of U.S. air strikes against Iraq looms, it is becoming clear that Bill Clinton's foreign policy -- often derided as "photo-op" foreign policy -- is falling apart.
Ooh, rock me Amadeus." Every time the wispy female voice croons those four words to the tinny synthesizer backbeat, I scramble like Pavlov's dog.
Last winter I was in Kenya on the Environmental Studies FSP. The focus of the term was supposed to be community-based conservation projects.
I am now 20 years old, and it scares the crap out of me. I've been kind of dreading this moment for awhile. The meaning of a birthday has changed for me over the years.
I never cease to be amazed by the naivete that so many students on this campus display when it comes to the topic of money.
I love guns. I love the way they look, the way they feel, the way they blow up things. I especially love the way the blow up things.
Can I offer you some stress? Try doing laundry when everyone and their fifth cousin are finding their way into the various basements of their respective dorms.
Imagine yourself late at night craving a spoonful or two of the fabulous fat-free Carvel ice cream from Food Court.
I was sitting at home one Saturday night reading my e-mail when lo and behold, I heard a very loud crash.
With this past week's report of a student being assaulted by Safety and Security and the Hanover Police, the student body has been handed yet another message about how irresponsible and dangerous some people at this college are.
Lest some on campus continue to vilify me as a crusader for temperance and an enemy of the Greek system, I want to clarify the remarks I made two weeks ago about alcohol and its role on campus.