As a democratic republic, nothing is more crucial to our governing bodies (national, state and municipal) than the integrity of our electoral process.
Not to be that senior writing about the job search, but I’m a senior writing about the job search.
Religious practice is on the decline in the West, particularly among our millennial generation in the United States. Just last month, Harvard released its annual freshman demographic survey, which revealed that for the first time in the history of the school’s first-year class, atheists and agnostics outnumber professed Christians.
For University of Missouri’s student association president, Payton Head, or USC’s student body president, Rini Sampath, being heads of prestigious associations did not stop them from facing racism.
In early August, Lawrence Lessig, a Professor at Harvard Law School, wrote an open letter to the American public announcing his candidacy for president.
It’s officially fall at Duke. The weather is a little cooler, sweaters and scarves are in fashion and book bagging is on the horizon.
I left my sophomore year at Duke feeling tired, and it wasn’t just from a lack of sleep. The sophomore slump hit me hard.
Last month California passed a law requiring universities to use affirmative consent standards in cases of sexual assault.
The international community received a shock this Monday as God publicly named His favorite country for the first time. “Oh, it’s America.
Anytime I mention I attend Duke, the first question I typically receive has to do with basketball.
An idyllic campus unfolds on the pages of the glossy Duke booklet my high school self is thumbing through.
It’s over. It’s got to be over. With the near-death of Lamar Odom, the undeserved aura that trails each high-heeled step of any one of the Kardashians’ lives must be dimmed.
This semester, Northwestern University introduced a new online course on reproductive and sexual health to provide students with accurate and accessible information they may be lacking.
At some point during the countless hours we spend in the depths of Perkins during the midterm season, our wandering minds contemplate in one way or another the purpose of our university education.
Standing in front of the Duke Chapel Wednesday night, shivering slightly from a crisp breeze, I fought back tears.
When I returned home this past weekend for fall break and entered my bedroom, I was startled to notice that my bedspread was different.
Let’s consider Nancy. She was a healthy baby born to adoring parents. The doctor said, “it’s a girl!” at birth.
In my previous column, I said effortless perfection doesn’t exist. Last week I sought to undo the linguistic and social nightmare the term is.
What has happened to free speech at Duke? On Wednesday, a student published a column condemning the Palestinian acts of violence on Israelis and gave his reasoning for the justification of settlements in Israeli occupied and unoccupied territories.
When I first told my mother that I had been accepted into Duke University, she went pale. We were sitting around the small tabletop in our kitchen in Australia sipping tea.
