Old Rule of Diversity #4. Everyone Starts at the Same Starting Line

It’s February 2002. I’m a sophomore at Princeton University. Then, as now, Princeton has 11 “eating clubs” – part dining hall, part social club. The eating clubs aren’t officially affiliated with the university – each is privately owned. But joining an eating club is as sacred a Princeton tradition as you can find. There’s a catch: it costs $10,000.