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A Vision for Durham

(03/27/13 6:32am)

Dan Kimberg draws me a picture. It’s a three-ringed bull’s eye. He scrawls “what” inside the outer ring; the next one he labels “how”; occupying the coveted center is “why.” We are sitting in the commons of the Sanford School of Public Policy, but the conversation tends more toward philosophy and ethics. Before sitting down with me, Dan, Trinity ’07, was whipping off a flurry of emails on his laptop—the nonstop life of a nonprofit director. Leaning forward on the edge of a padded bench, my boss and friend gestures at his sketch with a pen.


In defense of Harry Potter

(11/23/10 11:01am)

In response to the column “Harry Potter sucks,” I would first like to say that I agree with Ms. Li: The world would be a much better place without stories emphasizing love, friendship and sacrifice, written in prose accessible to children. The contention that J. K. Rowling’s series is somehow standing in the way of children’s connection with classic “Literature” is completely off-base. Does Ms. Li really believe that if there were no Harry Potter series, any but the most bookish of 10-year-olds would pick up “Treasure Island” or “Gulliver’s Travels” instead? The choice kids are making is between reading Harry Potter and reading nothing at all, not between Harry Potter and “Great Expectations.”


Tailgate cancellation-it's about time

(11/10/10 11:00am)

As a Duke student and Durham native, I am always acutely aware that the “Duke bubble” does not extend to athletic events. Non-student football and basketball spectators often consist of my neighbors, my friends’ parents and my parents’ coworkers. I ran into a middle-school-aged girl from my neighborhood at a football game this season, and later found out that she had been relieved to find me so “nicely dressed.” I had been wearing a ratty Duke sweatshirt and basketball shorts, hardly “nice” by real-world standards, but in stark contrast to many of my peers dressed in spandex and drenched in Busch Light. Family members who are Duke alums (even as recent as ’00) have also expressed confusion about and disapproval of Tailgate. Tailgate is not a Duke tradition, and I’m glad to see it go.