All hail the queen of pointless feminism
On Sunday night, with the deadline for this column fast approaching, I watched a debate round to procrastinate.
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On Sunday night, with the deadline for this column fast approaching, I watched a debate round to procrastinate.
When choosing whether or not to come to Duke, I made a pro-con list.
Should our top administrators be in the business of protecting all-male secret societies?
It’s too early to use Passover as a news hook, but here goes. There are four perspectives from which to question the Bass Connections program: the wise child, the wicked, the simple one and the one who does not even know how to ask a question.
I opened the door and confronted a tempting box of Milky Way bars, perched upon a platform engraved with the word “Nein” (No) on a brass plaque.
When it comes to talking about sex, Duke students often end the conversation as prematurely as, well. …
Reproductive rights advocates may have won the electoral war in 2012, but legislatively, we’re perpetually on the defense.
What if the public policy and political science departments had a love child?
The only word I can think of to describe how I feel when I read HerCampus Duke’s articles is schadenfreude. For your convenience, I’ve compiled all that I’ve learned this semester from their tips on how to be a well-adjusted Duke woman.
The crazy person formerly known as Rep. Allen West is vanquished.
“I have that motorcycle,” North Carolina state Senate candidate Deb Butler remarks, as she stands outside the door of another potential voter in sunny Carolina Beach. Butler, who hails from Wilmington, is canvassing just blocks from the ocean, winding through streets of pastel-colored stilt houses.
Fifty percent of the Republican students I personally like at Duke expressed to me his belief that arguments made by Democrats about the Supreme Court overturning Roe v. Wade constitute “fear mongering.”
I’ve been working for Gov. Romney’s campaign for the past two months.
Are students s**t outta luck in trying to change back the statute of limitations (SOL) under Duke’s sexual misconduct policy?
I watched the primary debates for the Republican nomination for president last fall and found myself enthralled by a well-groomed, middle-aged, Mormon man from Utah.
I finally decided to put my time where my mouth was.
At 10:30 a.m. on Thursday, June 28 everyone in my office let out a collective gasp. The SCOTUS blog live feed had just updated, informing the hundreds of thousands of hyperventilating policy wonks and political junkies following the site’s posts that the Supreme Court had just released its ruling on the Patient Protection and Affordable Care Act. I had to run back and forth between my desk to refresh my Twitter and another room to watch MSNBC.
I hate to bring up something that’s already been talked about ad nauseum, but it must be said: I am sick of this type of party. A party, mostly white and mostly male, that aims to use Native American identity for their own ends. You would have thought by now that parties like this would have figured out better ways to deal with minority women.
Michele Bachmann couldn’t have said it better.
On most Fridays, dozens of people wait outside the Durham County Library for its doors to open. But this Friday there are only a handful.