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My Duke career feels like a patchwork quilt. A variety of experiences brought together to form a Duke student. Each memory feels distinct yet somehow still able to influence me at every turn.
When I first came to Duke, I knew I wanted to take the pre-medicine route. I enjoyed both sciences and the humanities and thought the path of a doctor was most suited for exploring my interests. Therefore, I decided that, like the model pre-medicine student, I wanted to major in Neuroscience or Biology.
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It is with great sorrow this year that I cannot engage in one of my favorite Duke traditions—The Mellgard Endorsements. Every year for the past three years, I have endorsed a candidate for Duke Student Government President on Facebook. Every year I have successfully and eventually backed the right candidate. I even boast a better record at endorsing the winning candidate than The Chronicle's Editorial Board.
When I got accepted early into Duke, I could not pronounce “Krzyzewski”—let alone spell it.
With a semester of writing behind me and my final semester at Duke ahead, I turn once more to self-reflection for my first column. Last semester, I tackled a range of organizations and issues in the hope of finding truth in each one. For me, this experience of writing attempted to provide an objective perspective on the disparity between actions and perceptions. Moreover, to illustrate how certain perceptions do not truly reflect the actions that generated them.
It’s important to understand something about mental illness, which Duke’s medical leave policy attempts to comprehend but ultimately is impossible to quantify. There is no definitive time it takes for someone to address and treat their mental illness. Some individuals will be severely affected for the rest of their lives, others will be able to manage their illness after a few months. Mental illness is a deeply personal and unique struggle and for that reason there is no one-size fits all treatment or time period.
It is now November. Over a month has passed since the first official coverage of The Duke Men’s Project and its origins. As with anything that attempts to change the status quo, reactions were swift and overblown. Disgruntled alums, conservative websites and the depths of the internet were quick to label it as a denouncement of all things masculine. Liberal voices and groups on this campus were quick to rush to its defense and establish that any critics must be oblivious to notions of “toxic masculinity.” All offered quite different perspectives on the issues though clearly none actually captured the true spirit of The Duke Men’s Project.
Having finished up my midterm last week, I was prepared to enjoy a fun-in-the-sun trip to Florida over Fall Break. Hurricane Matthew put a quick and not-so sudden end to that idea. With only 48 hours left until the start of Fall Break, I had to put together some plans and fast. Since going south was out of the question, I made a couple calls to some high school friends up north. 12 hours later, my roommate and I were heading on an eight-hour road trip to Princeton University.
I ate at Au Bon Pain almost every day for two years. Well, maybe that is an exaggeration, but it certainly felt like it. Whether it was an extra chopped salad or a poorly cut sandwich, my diet was dominated by ABP and the other limited vendors available on campus during the closing of the West Union.
Last week I wrote about issues I had with the content, style and representation of The Chronicle’s Editorial Board. I hope the tone of my column did not show any disrespect for the work of the Editorial Board. In fact, part of the reason I wrote “Edits for the Editorial Board” in the first place was due to the potential for on campus change I believe the Editorial Board has.
Quis custodes ipsos custodiet? Who guards the guardsmen themselves?
We often use the phrase paradox in its scientific or philosophical context. Whether it is the notion of Schrödinger's cat or Zeno’s idea of motion, paradoxes take seemingly reasonable arguments and illustrate why they are in fact senseless.
The only slightly obnoxious call by members of Duke University’s Project Waves soon morphs into a relatively simple question for many of the other first-years.
It is a custom within the United States for each state government to adopt a Latin motto to express their dedication to the citizens that created them. I am particularly fond of our own North Carolina’s choice: Esse quam videri. It means, “to be, rather than to seem.” Putting aside whether the motto is suitable for a state which passed HB2, I think there exists real wisdom in the phrase. For the purpose of this column, however, I will be turning to the moment when I first encountered the phrase and how it applies to Duke.
