Here's my dream job, a stupid pipe-dream fantasy career: After a few years backpacking through the South Pacific and bumming around New York, I pick up my things and move to a small, quasi-hip...
Seniors searching for jobs were the biggest winners Friday when they learned Duke placed fourth in the U.S.
I really hate the University's new, more "efficient" bus system.
This is in response to the column by Nick Christie, "Attacking the beloved South.".
"I'd show those who'd live by the sword.... I'd drop that bomb and I'd force Peace right down their bloodthirsty throats!".
Yogi Berra, arguably one of the greatest catchers ever, combined solid defense with excellent offense to help the Yankees win many World Series Championships.
Last week, President George W. Bush addressed the United Nations on the threat Iraq poses with its possession of biological, chemical and possibly nuclear weapons.
It is with great dismay that I read Nick Christie's column "Attacking the beloved South".
"Yeah, Duke is a blast," he said and then snorted. "But Durham--man, what a s---hole." I was visiting Duke and stayed with this guy from my high school.
Last year while riding the bus to East Campus, I could not help notice a list entitled "The Axis of Evil at Duke" and sure enough the newly enacted flyer policy was right up there.
Before I get started, I have an announcement to make. THE SECOND GUNMAN is turning pro after this season and would prefer to be called "Jay" from now on.
American by birth. Southern by the grace of God. Having lived in the South most of my life, I have heard that refrain hundreds of times.
I write this letter primarily as a warning to other unsuspecting freshmen and the Duke community at large: Avoid, at all costs, falling ill on a weekend.
Florida markets itself as a tourist haven and a mecca for fun and entertainment. Unfortunately, the whole state continues to be a punchline.
John Wright without a doubt speaks for the silent majority of Duke students, who smoke pot, have friends who smoke or know people who smoke without causing any harm to anyone...
As I reflected Wednesday on the events of a year ago, I remembered where I was, and who first told me the incomprehensible news.
We're sitting on his couch and I can't stop staring. His cheekbones lie inches from my hands, and I want to touch them. It would be so easy, I think, to pull him on top of me.
I had great expectations for Wednesday's memorial service in front of the Chapel but Duke fell far short.
Alcohol awareness may no longer dominate campus discussion the way it did in past years, but the way the University addresses--or doesn't address--alcohol is intertwined with nearly every student...
