Our greatest challenge remains apathy–the idea that “if it doesn’t hurt me, then it’s not my responsibility to stop it.”
My first true version of myself was in words.
Now that one of their roster’s most crucial performers has been sidelined, Irving must again face a challenge akin to those of his past.
“Me Too” represents a powerful first step in exposing the prevalence of sexual violence in our current society but more needs to be done than simply acknowledging the issue through surface-level likes and retweets.
Athletes need informed representatives who will be able to protect their financial interests on their behalf and who will advocate for solutions that will benefit them currently and in the future. It is time to give college-athletes collective voice, independent of the NCAA.
Students can’t control the ideas that teachers impart to them in high school, nor could we control a variety of factors that culminated in the values that we hold most dear when young, mainly due to parental control, but we can control what ideas we see in college.
Somehow, the insidious belief that prettier women are intellectually deficient had wormed its way into my mind.
If I feel this alienated by the medical system, who else feels that way? What if I spoke limited English and was trying to get help? What if I had no entrance the system other than urgent care? What if I didn’t have a car to get to the doctor’s office, and what if I couldn’t pay my copays? What if I didn’t have insurance? I realized that my panicked feeling of helplessness when I had finally exhausted my options might not be a transient feeling for others.
As voters, we should push for health care experts to be heard by those in Congress who will listen. Hopefully, during the midterm elections, those who refuse to stand steadfast for more robust policy around healthcare will be swept away by the current.
Socialism is hypocritical in nature: its professed humanitarian aims can only be implemented by using brutal force. Furthermore, a government like Venezuela has immense and frightening power to coerce citizens, violate human rights, and restrict freedom by controlling the allocation of resources and consolidation of wealth.
I sat for a long while. My head was tilted back, skyward. All I could see was milky pink.
There must be a steadfast commitment to supporting the hard-hitting journalism that seeks to uncover the truth, question authority and demand answers. The republic depends on it.
At stake is the delicate geopolitical situation in the Middle East, the lives of thousands more innocent Syrians, Iraqis, Kurds, Israelis, Palestinians and Yazidis, not to mention the NATO haven under which Western Europe maintains the greatest experiment in democratic peace and economic interdependence in history.
In light of recent political and environmental events, students at Duke have ceased reading the news in order to minimize stress and focus on how terrible their own lives are rather than worry about the general terribleness of everything else.
There is a difference between not knowing what you want to do with your major, and not knowing why you are completing your major.
At the end of our debate, my opponent and I had made little headway on answering the central question to the gun debate, but we had gained a better understanding of both arguments—which is a hell of a lot more than Hillary Clinton, the Chronicle Editorial Board and conservative outlets like the National Review can say.
Instead of merely congratulating ourselves on growing our endowment at similar rates to peer institutions, we as a university should aim to make physical, tangible changes—such as better financial aid—to Duke using our much improved finances. More than just representing a giant hedge fund dedicated to outperforming Harvard or Brown, the mission of Duke’s endowment is “to support the people, programs and activities of the university in perpetuity.” As a university with an $8 billion endowment, we should strive to do exactly that.
In my time at Duke, I had no less than three people tell me they wanted to be president.
As a high school teacher, the stress of such issues permeates my life from the linoleum laced hallways, all the way down to the desks my kids occupy several hours a day.
Today, we turn to the campus often forgotten between its more glamorous neighbors to envision a new housing model that will hopefully arise from the ruins of Central.
