Insensitive Headlines
To the Editor: Two recent headlines appearing on the front page of The Dartmouth warrant criticism for their insensitivity and inappropriateness. The first headline, from Tuesday, Sept.
To the Editor: Two recent headlines appearing on the front page of The Dartmouth warrant criticism for their insensitivity and inappropriateness. The first headline, from Tuesday, Sept.
To the Editor: In your article, "Some flock to rush while others oppose," (Sept. 29), you wrote "Sean Donahue '96 and other members of Panarchy, an undergraduate society, began distributing pamphlets asking women and men interested in rush to reconsider their position." This is misleading -- not all of the people involved in making and distributing the flyers were members of Panarchy -- in fact, at least half of the people involved were not Panarchists.
The warm ovation for Donna Shalala had just subsided, and all that remained of Dartmouth College's convocation program was the address by the student assembly president, a segment often noted mainly for its rich trove of treasured cliches. But today's speech was to be something different, something more along the lines of, well, a conversion experience. "Before I begin my speech," Danielle Moore told the audience of students and faculty, "I think it's important you know the changes that have taken place in my opinions and attitudes." She then sketched her student career.
There are certain things students on a college campus need for their daily lives, like food, shelter, electricity, heating and-- at least at Dartmouth --e-mail.
It has been almost 35 years since a young, progressive Irishman ran for President. He was from a wealthy New England family, had gone to prep school and had graduated Harvard.
I saw a swarm of '97 women leaving one sorority and heading for another a few nights ago. There was nothing particularly striking about them, except perhaps that they all looked so similar to me.
This week, members of the sophomore class will adorn themselves in semi-formalwear and do that dance we call Formal Rush. It is important to realize, however, that sophomore fall Rush is a relatively new process.
To the Editor: Dan Richman has done a disservice to first-year students in his column of September 20 ("A Senior's Advice") by recommending that freshmen "rush the field" at the homecoming football game without having sufficiently revealed to them the possible consequences. This so-called "tradition" has cast Dartmouth in an embarrassingly negative light in the eyes of our Ivy League peers, whose fans and band members have been injured in recent years by first-year students rushing the field.
To the Editor: As a member of the guilty party of rushers, I would just like to take this time to clarify what happened during half time at the Dartmouth-Penn home opener. In response to Band Director Max Culpepper's letter (Sept.
To the Editor: I want to endorse fully the thoughts expressed in Band Director Max Culpepper's letter (Sept.
Two fearless Outing Club trip leaders and their ten trippies gather around an orange-yellow flame as evening settles in and darkness falls over the sylvan landscape.
A couple of weeks ago, over break between summer and fall terms, I was getting ready to leave my aunt and uncle's home in Bryan, Texas when my grandmother suddenly asked me to stop by.
To the Editor: As the director of the Dartmouth College Marching Band, I feel compelled to write to the student body in order to attempt to insert some sanity and balance into the "rushing the field" situation, which is once again becoming a problem.
When I entered high school, I felt naive, clueless, and a little bit like someone had pasted a big yellow smiley face on my forehead that only I couldn't see.
As I watched the American soldiers leaping onto the tarmac at the international airport in Port-Au-Prince this past Monday, a realization slowly crept into my mind. Most of these soldiers, sent by President Clinton to oversee the peaceable transition of power from the military junta in Haiti to the elected President Jean Bertrand Aristide, were about my age. I suppose that I've actually always known that.
It is awfully exciting to anticipate the approach of a 500 pound black bear as you set off on a hike.
It's unmistakably fall at Dartmouth when the first tinges of red and orange appear on the tips of leaves, when swarms of first-year-obs dance the "Salty Dog Rag" at high speed in front of Robinson Hall and the lines at Thayer dining hall stretch out the door. But what is not characteristic of Dartmouth this year is the amazing number of activities the Collis Center, the Freshman Office, the Hopkins Center and the Programming Board planned for incoming students during Orientation Week. Besides the usual lectures, library tours, placement exams and speeches, the College also offered a comedy show, a dance, a 3-D movie and a night of live entertainment at the Hop.
Sometime during the summer term I went to my fraternity's parking lot to find that our cars had been ticketed by a Dartmouth Parking Operations officer. "Hmm...," I said.
I decided to lead a Dartmouth Outing Club Trip because, as a senior who had been studying abroad since sophomore summer, I felt that I needed a proper reintroduction to Dartmouth.
Put away those fans, unplug those air conditioners and jump into a pile of leaves. Fall is here, like it or not.