Many of us, myself included, came to Duke with a plan for how to better our own corner of the world.
I am neither a fraternity brother nor female. So after a couple years of watching women pour their hearts, their wallets and their free time into decorating coolers for fraternity away-formals, I never expected to join. Take a walk through Central Campus in the spring, and you’ll probably see groups of girls huddled over beverage coolers with painting supplies.
Perhaps no issue in state policy is as politically consequential or socially vital as public education.
When we talk about improving service on campus, too often conversation devolves into unhelpful vagaries.
If the Young Trustee matters to you, then it should matter substantially more which eleven undergraduates secure appointments to the standing committees of the Duke Board of Trustees.
I have come to believe that intentions do not matter when actions hurt real people, and although you didn’t mean it, your vote hurt.
If you were a queer Christian student unpacking your bags in your East Campus dorm room, would Christian ministry be the first place you turned?
For queer communities, unapologetic authenticity is the highest form of rebellion. Glitter, not pitchforks, is Pride’s most potent tool of protest.
Durham is our home, so let’s treat it that way.
Growing up, I remember learning that being gay made me lesser.
