Week in Review: Identity Crisis Edition (July 18 – July 24)

Our friends at the Daily Princetonian provided an update on the Tony Kadyhrob saga: after incidents at several Mercer County campuses, the 68-year-old has been indicted on one count of second-degree attempted kidnapping and one count of third-degree luring. While many students might recognize the face, fewer are familiar with the peculiar tragedy of Mr. Kadyhrob, who suffers from schizophrenia and was overheard telling himself that he was a 21-year-old graduate of Princeton. No date has been set for the trial.

In an overzealous post-admission shopping spree, this was purchased

We’ll turn now to a less serious, much broader kind of identity crisis, one that has seized many students (or at least the internet-list-reading subset). The past week has given me pause, has forced a more careful interrogation of Princeton’s essence. What are the defining values of this school?* A year ago, you might have looked around and unwaveringly answered: our douchebaggery and our preppiness,  celebrated both as discrete virtues, and also in their sublime union (see left; see also Lawnparties, the general phenomenon of).

This year, you might answer exactly the same way, because neither of those two values appears to have waned in the last year. But the public recognition of them has. Despite our prominent #3 ranking on GQ’s last “Douchiest Colleges” list, we are conspicuously absent from the 2011 edition. Ivy-wise, Princeton and Harvard have been supplanted by Cornell and Yale — which might itself call for some intra-Ivy douchiness, but I’ll let you fill those punchlines in yourself. Princeton did manage a tangential mention on Yale’s page, serving as the “robot” foil to their “passion.” (Incidentally this entire list is excerpted from the “groundbreaking new book” The Rogers & Littleton Guide to America’s Douchiest Colleges. It doesn’t take a Princeton douche to gawk at the fact that this book exists —  maybe we lurk somewhere in its 176[!] pages.)

This news arrives just weeks after another surprising omission: Princeton was left out of The Huffington Post’s “Preppiest Schools” list. Last time we were represented by this somewhat cryptic tableau of not-particularly-preppy-looking silhouettes in a random Whitman arch, but this time, nothing. This is very unfortunate because I was looking forward to an even more confusingly irrelevant photo this year.

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21 Questions with … Jake Sally ’12


Name: Jake Sally
Hometown: Denver, Co
Major: English
Club and Residential College Affiliation: Cloister Inn & Whitman College

What are you doing this summer?
Working for the production company Georgeville Entertainment and the record label Interscope Records.

Who’s your favorite Princetonian, living or dead, real or fictional?
Osei Wilks, his wisdom is boundless and he knows The Goalie’s true identity.

What’s the best meal you’ve eaten in Princeton?
Nothing beats Cloister Brunch when you’re *ahem* tired on Sunday morning.

In one sentence, what do you actually do all day?
Rage with Club Soccer, respond to emails and fight Nazi zombies.

Favorite spot in Cloister?
3rd Floor couch, it’s just a cloud covered in leather.

What club did you think you’d be in as a freshman and why?
I was in a club—Club Soccer.

What is your greatest guilty pleasure?
I like to play match-maker.

If you could change one thing about Princeton, what would it be?
I’d leave the weather machine on all year.

What’s hanging above your desk and/or bed?
Notes and letters from my family and friends, even the random ones on napkins and such. It’s good reading material when those precept readings are bogging me down.

What is your biggest fear?
Fear itself.

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Week in Review: Mixed Emotions Edition (July 11 – July 17)

It’s getting to be that point in the summer when you realize just how much has already gone by, particularly since most of this week’s Princeton news has a decidedly academic bent. So, after some sad news from the Triangle community, stick around for some tidbits that will start the gradual process of getting your brain back in fall-semester shape.

Sue-Jean Suettinger ’70, Triangle’s first female member, passed away earlier this week after battling leukemia. Triangle president Hil Moss ’12 said remembered “enormous applause” for Suettinger during their reunions shows.

“It’s funny, throughout the school year, I think it’s pretty easy to forget that Princeton only recently became a co-ed institution. There is one event, however, where it becomes glaringly obvious, and that is Reunions – if only for the fact that the male alumni outnumber the female alumni to such a great extent, and you certainly feel that at our Triangle reunion,” Moss said. “Triangle is now going on 121 years, so when Sue-Jean took the stage, it was already very established! Not to mention that one of its greatest trademarks, the drag kickline, was a male-centric joke in its own right. So for Sue-Jean to enter into what had for so long been a male organization.. it really set the stage for all future women of Triangle. We owe a great deal to Sue-Jean for leading the way!”

Steven Suettinger, her son, thanked the women of Triangle for a video they put together thanking Suettinger for blazing the trail for women to take part in music and the arts at Princeton. Moss said they chose the song, “East of the Sun, West of the Moon,” as it remains one of the earliest women’s numbers in the Triangle repertoire.

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21 Questions with … Joey Barnett ’12

So as we pass summer’s halfway point, most Princetonians are busy saving African villages, traipsing around Russia, exploring Zen Buddhism in Japan, selling their souls to JP Morgan, etc. The usual. But for those who are starting to feel homesick for good Ol’ Nassau, fret not! Over the next few weeks, The Ink will be taking you on a trip down your favorite Street. Check back for 21Qs with all ten eating club presidents.


Name: Joey Barnett
Hometown: Tulare, CA
Major: Anthropology w/ South Asian Studies Certificate
Club and Residential College Affiliation: Tower/Rocky

What are you doing this summer?
I’m living in Bombay, doing thesis research on Hindi cinema hall viewership styles, production, and marketing tailored to different generations and backgrounds. In other words, I’m watching movies and attempting to hobknob with film producers.

Who’s your favorite Princetonian, living or dead, real or fictional?
PJ Das!

What’s the best meal you’ve eaten in Princeton?
Every meal I’ve ever had at Frist at around 2am.

In one sentence, what do you actually do all day?
I make lists of the things I should do that day and then eventually cross out the current day to write in the next.

Favorite spot in Tower?
Green Room–it’s where I take my best naps, and tend to inexplicably find myself waking up after a night out.

What club did you think you’d be in as a freshman and why?
Whichever one they showed in the brochures with people wearing pastel colors and having champagne brunches outside. Oh, wait.

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Week In Review: The Kitchen Sink Edition (July 4-July 10)

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It’s been a pretty quiet week in terms of Orange Bubble activity–with a few notable exceptions, which came from all over the high/lowbrow Princetonia spectrum.

First up, Princeton’s basketball star Kareem Maddox ’11, who made waves with his stellar post-season performances against Harvard and Kentucky in March, has signed a one-year contract with Dutch team Landstede Basketbal, where Princeton’s assistant coach Craig Moore played in 2009-2010.  Maddox, who was named Ivy League Defensive Player of the Year for the 2010-2011 season, talked with the Princeton Packet about his unlikely path from the Ivy League to the European courts:

“I didn’t start thinking about it until junior year…Myself and Dan (Mavraides) thought we could go play overseas. We worked toward that effort. I didn’t realize it would happen like this. The year we had at Princeton got us exposure. Coaches were reaching out to us to play.  There’s no draft overseas; you’re reaching out to teams, and you have to give them game tapes and show them how your team did and your individual statistics…Having a good year where we meshed well and doing as well as we did helped us a lot with exposure.”

In other news, Princeton’s Annual Giving skyrocketed this year, with over $50 million in alumni contributions and a record-breaking participation rate of 61% from over 36,000 alums.  The Star-Ledger reported last weekend that the newly blazer-clad Class of 1986, which celebrated its 25th reunion in May, contributed over $9 million, the all-time record for any Princeton class.  Looks like Reunions works its magic yet again!

Last, but certainly not least, a new blog called The Ivy Leaker went Code-Orange viral this week, hitting eating club listservs, Facebook, and Twitter alike (and warranting a post over at The Prox late last week).  The blog, which tells the dramatic tale of a sophomore girl facing bicker at “the Cottage,” is written by an anonymous blogger who lists Gossip Girl as one of her major influences, and her posts don’t disappoint: they’re full of midnight meetings at Firestone, secret club handshakes at dawn, and perfectly-shaken cocktails made by guys with “lightly touseled dark hair” named Alejandro.  Sure, it’s not quite This Side of Paradise, but let’s face it: when summer cubicle life gets tedious, desperate times call for desperate measures, and this blog delivers unintentional comedy in spades.

Week in Review: Serious Business Edition (June 26-July 3)

Today’s Week in Review is a bit more serious, so let’s jump into it.

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Henry Velandia, husband of Princeton grad student Josh Vandiver, will officially not be deported. Velandia, who because of the Defense of Marriage Act was unable to be sponsored for a green card by his spouse, had been facing deportation proceedings because of an expired visa. Last Friday, Immigration and Customs Enforcement decided that the case was no longer a priority, and essentially dropped it.

It’s not a total victory for opponents of the federal DOMA, but the couple’s lawyer, Lavi Soloway says it’s the first time the government has decided to drop deportation proceedings on the basis of an LGBT couple’s marriage.

From the Star-Ledger:

Though the decision does not set a legal precedent, it establishes that the government has the power and the inclination to “do the right thing,” Soloway said.

“Frankly, the only obstacle between that individual and a green card is this one law (the Defense of Marriage Act) that the president and the attorney general have said is unconstitutional and that they won’t defend,” he said.

While Soloway acknowledged that the Defense of Marriage Act won’t be repealed or struck down by the Supreme Court overnight, he said the couple’s victory ultimately will contribute to its demise.

Over at the Christian Science Monitor, Tina deVaron ’78 wrote a compelling article on June 28 about date rape on college campuses, sharing her own experience with rape at Princeton, in 1973. The article was sparked by a joint Tigerlilies/Nassoons performance for the university’s She Roars conference in April, which deVaron attended.

We haven’t seen video of the performance, but we hear that part of the Nassoons choreography includes a hip thrust. In her article, deVaron described the choreography as pantomiming “what is essentially gang rape in front of an audience of middle-aged women, many of them moms.”

On the conference’s opening night, a female a cappella group, the Princeton Tigerlilies, gave a concert. The girls sang prettily, dressed in short black frocks and high pumps.

Then the group’s all male a cappella counterpart, the Nassoons, performed. For the song “ShamaLama,” they serenaded one of the Tigerlilies onstage, with choreography: In rhythm, they pantomimed unzipping their flies, and bluntly thrust their pelvises forward at the lone young woman on stage. Sixteen guys, one girl. The guys smirked, the girl smiled meekly.

Accounts from people who saw the performance suggest that the two a capella groups weren’t intending to promote any sexual violence with their choreography, and it appears no complaints were voiced after the performance in April. Still, the article has sparked a new discussion about college culture.

Weigh in with your thoughts in the comments.