COS Report Shows Safety of Dartmouth Women is Just a Secondary Concern
To the Editor: I was highly disturbed to see the annual report of the Committee on Standards.
To the Editor: I was highly disturbed to see the annual report of the Committee on Standards.
Will Taylor in his "American Policy and Attitude in Asia Must Change" [Thursday, January 9, 1997, The Dartmouth] attempts to portray the problematic American policy toward Asia by illustrating a few incidents that he thinks demonstrate America's parochial view of the world.
It was inevitable. I mean, how long could they put it off? June is only 6 months away. A depressing thought in itself, but to actually be sent a document informing one of the sad event is almost inhuman. I am speaking, of course, about Commencement.
To the Editor: I am writing with regards to the blatant, negative stereotypes that David Berenson uses in his daily cartoon strip, "Bear Bones." In the January 10, 1997 issue of The Dartmouth, the comic strip portrayed an androgynous Asian character with glasses as a nerdy, asexual student who is only concerned about his/her GPA. I also recall at least two other instances in the past where Berenson used similar geeky portrayals of Asians with glasses and "bowl-cuts" -- on one occasion calling a female Asian, "Kim Lee," and on another occasion calling a male Asian, "Lee Kim." The caricaturization of Asian people not only perpetuates negative stereotypes in an irresponsible way but also makes for poor, cliched humor.
To the Editor: Let me first thank you for deciding to cover what is a very important program for the Alumni Fund and for Dartmouth.
All my life, I've walked in a shadow. In the past few years, the shadow has grown larger. In fact, it's reached mammoth proportions.
To the Editor: It's becoming increasingly common to see articles like your "Survey reports rise in binge drinking" [The Dartmouth, January 7, 1997], which at first glance seem quite alarming.
Picture this: A government accuses a woman of committing two crimes. It does not really matter what kind of crimes, just that they are serious enough for the government to be involved.
To the Editor: The Task Force on Undergraduate Social Life was established last term by Dean Pelton to review undergraduate social life and make recommendations to enhance social options and activities currently available to undergraduates.
They got married in June of 1942, right in the middle of World War II. He was an officer in the army, tall and dark-haired, and she was a petite young secretary in Boston who had never planned on getting married and having children.
On January 17, President Clinton will bid farewell to Winston Lord, his Assistant Secretary of State for East Asian and Pacific Affairs.
If you had a $600,000 fund to spend on anything affecting student life across campus, what would you choose to spend it on?
The start of a new year is obviously a new beginning, but sometimes what is really needed is not so much a beginning as an end.
With the remnants of my freshman fall lying in the snow that blanketed Hanover, I went home tired, but still a tyro.
I will never forgot the summer before freshman year of college for a lot of reasons. One tiny one is the letter that the Math Department sent me which convinced me to take Math 18 (Honors Multi-Variable Calculus) my freshman fall.
In the fall, towards the end of the term, a sign appeared on the wall in Collis, in the back room with all the comfortable couches.
A few weeks ago, a number of international leaders condemned the U.S. for lobbying against Boutros Boutros-Ghali's campaign to win a second term as the Secretary-General of the United Nations.
Happy New Year! Well it took long enough -- a whole year in fact -- but 1997 has finally arrived.
Over the break I "took Dartmouth home" and visited four high schools in my area, handing out pamphlets from the admission office, preaching the Dartmouth gospel, and fielding a number of interesting questions. "So do you need like, y'know, like good grades to get into Dartmouth?" inquired one poor soul. "Well..." I bit my lip.
Picture this: It's New Year's Eve. P and C are sitting in front of the TV with Pillsbury frozen pseudo-EBA's breadsticks and chunky Ragu Homestyle Tomato Sauce in Warren, New Jersey contemplating the meaning of New Year's and what this year has in store for them in Hanover, New Hampshire. By the last breadstick the two of them have almost succeeded in convincing themselves that it is totally cool not to have any plans for New Years and that staying home and ringing in the New Year with Dick Clark is better than any party they could possibly go to ... C Says: Well, P, as much as I love you and Dick Clark, I heard my acquaintance, D, is having a party in Manhattan.