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Fun Fact: Rocky/Mathey Trivia is Downright Cutthroat

Tensions run high at the Wednesday-night event.

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PRINCETON WINS!: Full Design

This week, the Nass triumphs athletically, fails intellectually, and eats the entire lemon.

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From Sleepers to Sweepers: Princeton Curling’s Unlikely Redemption Arc

A dark horse of college curling finally receives their flowers.

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Au

Last night I ingested my mother’s gold in hopes it would bring value to every worthless part of my body   I brought her bangles to my teeth and bit them so hard I drew blood holding them under my tongue … Read More

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On Lemons

The lemon was precious, as was every morsel of food that entered one’s house. I was raised to shudder at the mere thought of throwing away anything on my plate, encouraged to catch all the stray grains of kasha and watching my dad soak up every last bit of soup in his plate with the bread my mum baked like clockwork every few days.

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Protest

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Steep a Pot of Chinese Philosophy: This Princeton Business Owner is Selling Natural Balance

Health, harmony, and history with Paul Shu, owner of Holsome Teas and Herbs.

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First-Person Scooter: Full Design

This week, the Nass surveys a hostile world, finds meaning in the senseless, and explores new ways to heal.

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Escaping the Werewolf: Alex G, Deep Ecology, and Our Increasingly Hostile World

“There are a million wolves hiding in the environmental substrate I’ve called speargrass. The reality is that they’re not even wolves. When they get home in the evening, they take off the wolfskin and look just like us.”

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Corecore and the Logic of Montage

“This genre’s title, corecore, makes a totalizing claim on the thousands of balkanized subgenres and subaesthetics that fleet past the user: only a certain set of objects and clips can be dazecore or college dormcore, but corecore encompasses all such ‘cores,’ all these oddly particular aesthetics.”

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Wayward Lines: Setting a Soundtrack to Saidiya Hartman

With Hartman on the page and Noname in the ears, a Nass writer examines the musical tradition of documenting Black struggle.

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Twenty Years On

“I was a swimmer in the night. The moon on my face, I dove off rocks and cliffs. I swim in my dreams and they sound like the breaths of fish past my face.”

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