I went to Princeton, I’ve taught at Princeton, I’ve lived in Princeton, and I spend time at Princeton almost every day of the week, but it’s only belatedly occurred to me what a ridiculous place it is. I had not, 39 years after matriculating at Princeton and 35 after graduating, ever learned the words or melody of “Old Nassau,” the University’s theme song (or whatever you call it), so I decided five minutes ago to look them up.