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One of my favorite things to handwrite is a question mark. I love the controlled squiggle of my pen coupled with the satisfaction of completing the curved symbol with a precise point, ink seeping deeply into the page. For me, the question mark is certainly the most gratifying form of punctuation.
It’s 70 degrees and sunny, so naturally, I’m sitting outside Perk Café as I begin to write this week’s column. Though this location likely evokes visions of that one picturesque flower tree and slightly awkward campus coffee chats, I’m reminded of a spirited conversation I had here with a friend over a single word: patriarchy.
Did you know that Duke’s Sanford School of Public Policy has a dedicated “safe space?” Located in a former office in Rubenstein Hall, the safe space is a “respite from discourse that can be demeaning, antagonistic or fraught.” The idea of the “safe space” — physical or metaphorical — is certainly no stranger on college campuses, including Duke. Administrators, professors and student leaders alike devote themselves to maintaining this safe space, supposedly keeping people happy, comfortable and (most importantly) safe. I must admit, however, that the ubiquitous reliance on “safe spaces” throughout Duke’s campus doesn’t leave me with so much of a warm, cozy feeling, but more of a persistent frustration.
There are approximately 7,117 languages in the world, marking approximately 7,117 different ways of expressing a feeling that connects people of all ages, races, genders and backgrounds across the world: love.
As campus conversations begin to spiral about finding the right summer internship, I can’t help but think about my time last summer at DukeEngage’s Democracy at Risk program. Upon arriving in D.C., I had my work cut out for me. Our program’s goal of helping fix American democracy was lofty, and on top of that, I would be working for the “other side.” This Republican organization was committed to defeating Donald Trump in 2024, even if it meant turning against the majority of the Republican Party. Yet as I embarked on my internship at Longwell Partners, where I would devote hours a day filming testimonials with two-time Trump voters regarding their decision to move on from the indicted, impeached and immoral former president for the 2024 election, I often found myself wondering: how did our country get here?
