Who Wants to Escape Dartmouth?
When I applied to Dartmouth I knew it was in Hanover, not Manhattan. When I applied to Dartmouth, I knew there would be mountains in the background, not skyscrapers.
When I applied to Dartmouth I knew it was in Hanover, not Manhattan. When I applied to Dartmouth, I knew there would be mountains in the background, not skyscrapers.
To the Editor: After sitting here in my room for the last hour, clearly overhearing a conversation between my neighbor and one of his female friends (through the "sound-proof" Topliff walls), I decided that I can stand it no longer. Dartmouth women: Stop asking questions when you talk!
Yes, yes, please everybody sit down, class is just about ready to begin. First, I would like to welcome all of you who enrolled in my Introduction to Humor course entitled "How To Take A Joke." This fulfills the TLTS (Taking Life Too Seriously) requirement of the D-Plan.
I read "When I Grow Up I Want to Be a Playboy Bunny" when I was about 13 and agreed with Gloria Steinem's clever insights during her undercover operation in America's sex and porn industry, which these days may have earned her a lawsuit similar to the one Food Lion threw at ABC.
I recently read an article in that bastion of journalistic integrity, you know, The New York Times, that detailed some extraordinarily exciting discoveries made by some slick astronomers concerning a cosmological phenomenon called "exoplanets." (Whew ... that was quite a mouthful.
It can be downright stressful for weekly columnists to find opinionated topics to write about each week.
I am well aware that most readers of The Dartmouth are not accustomed to seeing philosophical musings in their favorite daily, and for this breach of custom I apologize profusely in advance.
To the Editor: Hats off to Stefan Lanfer '97 for his piece "Corporate Recruiting and the Future: Don't be Afraid to Dream." [Jan.
To the Editor: Countless times over the past three and a half years, I have seen people complain about the lack of social options at Dartmouth in these pages.
To the Editor: We would like to extend our heartfelt thanks to each one of you who so kindly sent cards, letters and flowers to us in memory of our beloved Heidi Hatchel and our son Steve. Your thoughtfulness meant more to us than words can express and will always be remembered.
As my good friend from Virginia Beach put it, "We are a tropical people." I think this eloquent statement holds a certain resonance for all of my Southern (and yes, it's capitalized, dammit) friends.
The ideals that are signified by the term "liberal" were once too, if only in part, signified by the Democratic party.
As I lay sprawled across the coach watching another episode of Rosie O'Donnell in which she proclaims her crush on Tom Cruise for the umpteenth time, my mother walked into the room.
When you applied to Dartmouth, did you know what the social life here was all about? I bet you didn't find anywhere in the brochures the statement: "Students at the College rely on The Greek Scene for any and all social activities." So maybe this is a slight exaggeration of the truth, but it is based in the fact that for many Dartmouth students, the only conceivable option for some Friday-night fun is "fratting." Yet Parkhurst claims to be making a concerted effort to make students happier and provide alternatives.
The Student Assembly recently passed two resolutions calling for the College's administrators and Board of Trustees to give students more input in decision-making.
The following are excerpts from an interview I conducted this weekend with one of Dartmouth's most famous alums, Tiresias '94. ME: Tiresias, it's good to see you -- what have you been up to since you were graduated from Dartmouth? TIRESIAS: Oh, this and that, you know, prophesying and what have you. ME: Lovely, just lovely.
As I turn 19 today, I pause to consider the changing meaning of my birthday. Birthdays were nearly as exciting as Christmas when I was a child.
To the Editor: It is with great indignation that I read inaccurate depictions of the Koala (Phascolarctos cinereus) in both Randall Poulin's esteemed Weekend Update(TM) and Bradford Davis' wise letter to these pages.
I am amazed how the students of Dartmouth never notice the little things that go on here on this sleepy, snowy campus.
To the Editor: We are writing in response to the cover story in Monday's issue of The Dartmouth about the relocation of the Women's Resource Center.