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October 27, 2017

Seniors Don’t try to be slick on that “How’s November 1 treating you?” stuff. If you want to know where somebody’s applying, just ask. Be upfront and own your question, because if you’re uncomfortable being straightforward, you probably don’t know the person well enough to ask. Don’t let this awful process control your happiness, your friendships, and your sense of solidarity with our graduating class. We can beat this thing, and ...

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October 20, 2017

Hey Parents! Here’s A Quick Recap of Lawrenceville Life Thus Far: Week One: Head Master Stephen Murray H ’55 ’65 ’16 P ’16 ’21 gives a controversial convocation speech titled “Mending Wall,” named after the Robert Frost poem of the same name. The speech urged Lawrentians to define central Lawrenceville values so that we can accept pluralism while maintaining solidarity (check out that week’s Editorial for more). Conservative students indulged in a ...

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May 12, 2017

On Wednesday night, a conversation outside of Irwin involving a leader of the Young Republicans club grew into a debate, then bubbled over into an argument that drew a crowd of around 40 people. Faculty got involved, and students began to shout and take offense. Numerous problems with Lawrenceville’s administration, student organizations, and school culture made this dialogue fail. We must address these issues so that the sanctity of discussion, ...

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April 29, 2017

Every year, the School awards an alumnus with the prestigious Lawrenceville Medal, also known as the Aldo Leopold Award. The award is named after Aldo Leopold, Class of 1905, an environmentalist and philosopher known for coining the term “land ethic” and penning the seminal work “The Sand Country Almanac.” In keeping with his legacy, Lawrenceville takes sustainability seriously: Initiatives such as the internship program at the Big Red Farm and ...

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April 08, 2017

Giuseppe Verdi’s opera “La Traviata” personifies itself into a distant warmth. Sitting in the audience, side-by-side with my classmates, I felt as if I already knew its story, its notes, and its pulse—but only from afar, like white space in pencil drawings or a new roommate on the first day. I had been to the opera as a child, but seeing “La Traviata” was the first time I had attempted ...