On the job education
The passing of Green Key is a symbol that summer is just around the corner. Students of the College spend their summers in a variety of ways.
The passing of Green Key is a symbol that summer is just around the corner. Students of the College spend their summers in a variety of ways.
Recently, Senator Sam Nunn, head of the Armed Services Committee, touts the gay ban compromise in the Senate as a "don't ask, don't tell" policy.
With women rapidly achieving parity at Dartmouth, it seems unfair to have five working sororities versus 15 fraternities.
In celebration of the end of this weekend's alcohol-consecrating festival, which I have personally found to be vastly superior to winter's pseudo-carnival, I will return to a suitably serious topic in order to get your brains moving past the hangovers from which you are undoubtedly suffering: abortion. In last week's column I set my goal at trying to refute that abortion was justified on the grounds that a person has sole control over her body and what she can do with it, although abortion is perhaps defensible on other grounds.
The College lacks an intelligent forum for discussion of the benefits of marijuana
They are packing them in at the new Dirt Cowboy Cafe. Every time I have stopped into the new coffee shop on Main Street it has been crowded.
Several students of mine have talked about driving across the country, but have been put off by fears for their safety or budgetary constraints. Do it, I say.
I've been following this whole melodrama of The Review censoring with a mixture of amusement and disgust.
For a man, the safest thing to do when a debate abortion comes up is to run in the opposite direction in fear.
This term the Coed Fraternity and Sorority Council has been working to rectify the perceived inequalities in CFS elections.
After a year of service on the Committee on Standards, I have witnessed an appalling number of academic dishonesty cases and an even larger number of excuses. Perhaps what is most upsetting is the lack of respect some students have towards the quality of their scholarship and the integrity of their classmates.
In this Student Assembly Presidential election women and so-rorities have been ignored. Out of seven there has been only one female candidate in each race.
My colleague and good friend George Will has focused a kleig light on an outrage at the University of Pennsylvania.
The Dartmouth, on Monday, reported an assault that occurred in Psi Upsilon early Saturday morning.
Dartmouth has been up in arms because of the violation of a precious code by which all Americans live and die -- that is, some live with it while others die trying to attain it.
Last Thursday I wore baseball cap boasting my fraternity letters. The next day I wore a black and gold hat from West Africa.
When I was accepted at Dartmouth, I thought I was set for life. I made it to the top. All I needed to do was graduate in four years and people would knock down my door to give me an interesting, challenging, personally fulfilling and bank-account-enriching job.
One of the more enjoyable facets of a Spring day at Dartmouth is spending time on the green playing the cello, solving mathematical riddles or perhaps watching people with not much clothing on doing suitably athletic things. However, the serene tranquillity of my last Friday afternoon was suddenly shattered as the Earth started shaking, and loud noises filled the air.