Summer Lovin'
Finding love at Dartmouth, a wise man once said, is like finding a diamond in a cow patty. The question is not whether it exists, but if it's worth searching through all the crap to get to it.
Finding love at Dartmouth, a wise man once said, is like finding a diamond in a cow patty. The question is not whether it exists, but if it's worth searching through all the crap to get to it.
Sophomore summer is here. It seems the College has done all it can to make this summer which I'm going to spend improving the mind in Baker instead of surfing in Hawaii as pleasant as possible.
I am sure that I wasn't the only one who was jumping for joy after receiving that nice little letter from the Registrar's office notifying me of the distributive requirements I have yet to fulfill.
I, like many others, decided to try to give something back to Dartmouth and host a prospective student.
Economists say that a government should intervene in its country's production only if there is a manifest market failure.
To the Editor: I am writing regarding the article titled "Departments grant tenure to professors" [The Dartmouth, May 28]. I am correctly quoted in the article, but the article and its title give an impression that is wrong and should be corrected. Departments neither grant nor deny tenure to professors. This responsibility rests ultimately with the Trustees, who act on recommendations made by the President, who, in turn, acts on recommendations made by the Committee Advisory to the President.
Sophomore summer is unlike any other term at Dartmouth. With sports teams in the off-season and extracurricular activities relaxed, students will have unprecedented opportunities to meet new people, try new things and see new places. But new opportunities always bring new risks.
To the Editor: As a graduating senior, I give my thanks to the commencement speaker selection committee.
To the Editor: In Tuesday's Dartmouth ["Ups and downs of history are reflected in admissions policies," The Dartmouth, May 21] , an otherwise excellent article was seriously in error when Dean of Residential Life Mary Turco was quoted as saying that: "They had no female admissions officers when they launched the co-ed program." One might infer from that quote that in 1972 there were no females on the Dartmouth admissions office staff.
Over the course of this term, the members of Abaris have used this column as a space to discuss various aspects of leadership at Dartmouth.
When I first arrived on the Dartmouth campus three years ago, I was excited and grateful to be here.
To the Editor: I am writing in response to Ellen Wight '97's column titled "Being Pro-Choice and Anti-Abortion." [The Dartmouth, May 3] Wight began her article with a statement common among students today, and which lacks any firm commitment to the convictions she claims to hold. She writes, "A few weeks ago, I went to see the pro-life documentary, 'The Silent Scream.' As I expected, I left the film horrified at the brutality it presented.
Sunday night, as I locked the doors to the Bentley Theater, I had what alcoholics call "a moment of clarity." I realized that I was closing the doors on the final dress rehearsal of what will be my final show at Dartmouth.
How many of you actually know what the big yellow trucks behind Baker are doing? For the first three months they were there, we only noticed the construction because it forced us to take a detour en route to fraternity row on Saturday nights.
A couple days ago, students were mailed a glitzy, little booklet introducing the new and impressive "Your Card." Through this new program, which uses that same cards we already have, we are promised to be able to purchase more goods and services than ever before.
To the Editor: Tim Young '96 rightfully criticizes parts of Steve Schmidt '97's analysis of why '99s should join the Greek system ["Conformity Explained," The Dartmouth, May 22]. But Young fails to point out the alternatives that exist within the Greek system, namely coeducational houses.
As graduation nears, and I head out into the real world, I dream of a tobacco-free society and a different Republican party.
It is time for a little honesty in modern America. It is time to face some unpleasant truths without flinching, and to deal with them rather than trying to wish them all away.
Much of my time on this page has been spent griping about one thing or another. Since this is my last column, I thought about writing something entirely happy and uplifting.
The Dartmouth Review recently conducted an exhaustive, scientific study concerning what Dartmouth students know and don't know.