My phone vibrates. It’s an incoming call from my mom. I pick up and before she can even say hi, I whisper hurriedly, “Sorry, I can’t talk right now. I’m in the library because I have a midterm tomorrow. Can I call you back later?”
The other day, I finished giving a campus tour and stood around on Abele Quad to answer any last remaining questions that the visitors had. One mother came up to me and said, “So you’re graduating soon—”
“Finance bros,” “sell outs,” and “snakes”—these colloquial terms have found homes in our vocabulary, and we regularly make memes of these stereotypes in mockery.
1:45 a.m. I wake with a jolt to the sound of the line monitors’ bullhorns—it seems like my body has more of a reaction to the distinct sound of these sirens now than it does to the sound of sirens that would go off during a real emergency. (Duke privilege, anyone?)
Remember Kony 2012?
When Juliet proclaims her love for Romeo, she says, “What’s in a name? That which we call a rose / By any other name would smell as sweet.”
Discussion fuels progress, and America needs a lot of that right now.
The John Hope Franklin Humanities Institute hosted a panel on the implications of transgender studies on gender studies. The field of gender studies as a whole hasn’t had a collective conversation about the introduction of transgender studies.
Duke undergraduates gathered on Monday to share their diverse perspectives and advice as students pursuing careers in the tech industry.
A Duke medical student's NGO aims to expand career development options in science, technology engineering and math for youth in Nigeria.
