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August 23, 2025 | Latest Issue
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Point: Gym Facetime?

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It's time we accept that the Alumni Gym serves as yet another forum for our school's burgeoning obsession with facetime.


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Counterpoint: Gym Facetime?

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We must all avoid using the gym as a place to get facetime. Yes, even you, girl that blowdries her long locks before languidly running on the treadmill at Alumni Gym during the "Busy Time." Don't get me wrong, I totally understand that the desire to be seen in the right place at the right time with the right people wearing the right outfit is one of the most important motivating forces for many a Dartmouth student.


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Booze and The Body: High and Dry

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For many Dartmouth students, hangovers are no big deal. Your body reels, you curse yourself for drinking too much, but you grab a Billy Bob from the Hop and wait it out. But for other students at Dartmouth, even a minor hangover can be detrimental. For this reason, some Dartmouth athletes find heavy drinking and late-night partying taking a back seat to certain commitments: to their bodies, their performance and their teammates. The men's varsity heavyweight crew team has one of the more drastic alcohol policies on campus, which this year requires team members to forgo alcohol from the end of Winter Carnival until June.



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Booze and The Body: Counting Calories

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Caitlin Kelly / The Dartmouth Senior Staff Last month, the New York Times covered 'drunkorexia' as the newest form of eating disorder, calling it a growing phenomenon among college-age young people.


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Editor's Note

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Towards the beginning of March, The New York Times ran an article that introduced a new word to many Americans: Drunkorexia or "self-imposed starvation or bingeing and purging, combined with alcohol abuse" ("Starving Themselves, Cocktail in Hand," Mar.



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Overheard

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'11 [at the Hop]: Yeah, you can basically get a table at SAE at any time. Fellow '11: Yeah.





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Point and Counterpoint: Is Streaking Funny?

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Explaining why streaking is funny is like explaining why people visit the leaning tower of Pisa. The answer is obvious and often taken for granted, but when you try to articulate it, there isn't much to say ("Um, because it's leaning...?"). But I have column inches to fill, so I'll do my best to defend the timeless art of streaking. I will start by clarifying that streaking is not "haha," laugh-out-loud funny.


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The Granite in Our Brains

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Holy Shit I'm Awkward!" My '08 compatriots may recall this Facebook group among the plethora that cropped up our freshman fall, back when the site was novel and thrilling (OMG, look how e-popular I am already!!!). Shortly thereafter, campus entered into a momentous debate, a quarrel only matched in intensity by the ubiquitous "Greek vs.




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Editor's Note

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When I read stories like last Sunday's New York Times piece "Sex in the Ivy League," basically about how Harvard students are too uptight and take themselves far too seriously, I once again thanked my lucky stars that I go to Dartmouth, the Ivy League of Croos, gratuitous streaking and Animal House.



Elliot Mattingly at the famed Iguazu falls, one of the seven natural wonders of the world, on the Brazilian-Argentine border.
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Spotlight: Elliot Mattingly '09

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Courtesy of Elliot Mattingly This Winter term, Elliot Mattingly '09 traded Hanover snow for Southern Hemisphere sun, spending three months in Buenos Aires, Argentina, volunteering with the family-practice department of a large public hospital.


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Overheard

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'11 Girl 1: Are you going out tonight? '11 Girl 2: I don't even want to go out. I just want to go somewhere and be cute. '11 Girl 1: Your room has a strange cheesy smell to it. '11 Girl 2: Good.


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Notes on Basement Fashion

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Tilman Dette / The Dartmouth Senior Staff I opened the door to my room and shuddered with disgust at my once silver flats that I'd recently bought from TJ Maxx in West Leb.