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(04/30/18 4:30pm)
This senior column bears a certain level of nostalgia for me, as writing columns was my first point of entry into The Chronicle. Joining this community provided my window into an experience that ultimately shaped my path at Duke and my career aspirations beyond it. Three years ago, I began writing every other week about the happenings of the Duke community. Within my lived experience, which I recognize is narrow, I needed to find something to talk about—arguments and narratives that I hoped could be of consequence. Words with power.
(01/08/18 5:00am)
A few of our beautiful columnists. Clockwise from top left: Jack Dolinar, Nima Mohammadi, Daniela Flamini, Sabriyya Pate, Amy Fan, Kushal Kadakia, Mitchell Siegel, Carly Stern, Max Labaton.
(12/06/17 8:39pm)
This Wednesday, the Opinion section brought you the third episode of “Chroncast,” our new podcast dedicated to finding untold stories and tapping into different voices across campus.
(11/29/17 5:00am)
“Are there black men in prison in the Durham County Jail because Duke students use drugs with relative legal impunity?”
(08/20/17 11:29pm)
“‘90 percent of [sexual assault accusations]…fall into the category of ‘we were both drunk,’ ‘we broke up, and six months later I found myself under a Title IX investigation because she just decided that our last sleeping together was not quite right.’ ”
(01/21/17 7:47pm)
My 21st birthday present is a President Trump.
(10/24/16 3:55pm)
“RU.”
(09/15/16 4:55am)
“Abroad is supposed to the time to recalibrate and pursue the hobbies you never have time for at Duke.”
(05/31/16 3:12pm)
Students are taught to ponder, to think, to disseminate. To break down arguments in order to build them up again. To view our communities with a critical lens. Sharpness of sight and sharpness of mind go hand in hand. Duke has trained me to be good at analysis.
(04/21/16 1:09pm)
Every other week this past school year, I sat down to contemplate my thoughts, explicate my world and unwind in 1,000 words.
(04/07/16 4:51am)
At Duke, 12 dollars is six dollars and sixty cents less than what it costs to swipe into Marketplace for dinner.
(03/24/16 8:13am)
I have always been a night owl. In my college essay, I wrote about how being alone late at night was a space in which I felt peaceful and gathered my thoughts. My days were busy, so I liked these moments when my family retreated to sleep and I remained awake. I could unwind and let my thoughts wander.
(03/10/16 5:32am)
I always have had a difficult time making decisions.
(02/24/16 7:15am)
“Do a lot of people date here?”
(01/28/16 6:29am)
Over five decades ago, Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. tugged on the heartstrings of Americans at the March on Washington, compelling them to act by describing the “fierce urgency of now.” Social change—whether significant or small—is enacted when people demand it and when doing so is a necessity rather than a luxury or preference. When people utilize their voices and emphasize an issue, it receives attention. When a problem is not prioritized on the agenda, it will slip through the cracks.
(01/14/16 7:13am)
This past August, I rummaged through a box of childhood keepsakes to find a crumpled envelope containing a letter I had written in sixth grade to my future self. In copious detail, I had described the friends, hobbies and goals I hoped to achieve by high school graduation. I was amused to discover my interests have scarcely changed; organically, I have checked many aspirations off the list. Last on this list was scribbled, “I hope you run a half marathon.” I paused. This was a task I had not attempted. I liked to run but had always played sports that required a different skill set. Long distance could be a new challenge. I looked up training programs online and investigated which races would take place near Duke in the fall.
(11/12/15 8:24am)
In a Duke Rival article outlining recent events at the University of Missouri, a provocative final thought caught my attention. “This [case] begs the fundamental question we must ask ourselves: What do I expect from my University? If my University is not meeting my expectations, what changes must occur?”
(10/30/15 9:20am)
I’ve never thought so much about appearances until I became a college student. When I say appearances, I don’t necessarily mean what I see when I look in the mirror. I’m talking about the image I project to the world.
(10/16/15 4:20am)
When I returned home this past weekend for fall break and entered my bedroom, I was startled to notice that my bedspread was different. The old pillows were gone, replaced with new ones in new colors, neatly lined up against one another. A moment of confusion ensued before I remembered that at the end of the summer, my mom and I had discussed redecorating. We decided that after ten years, the polka dotted duvet cover was childish and could be replaced. Even after recalling I had initiated this, looking at these unknown patterns in my familiar room felt strangely foreign. My first night home, I tossed and turned, continuously waking up to experience moments of confusion during which I couldn’t discern where I was. Each time, I regained my bearings and drifted back to sleep.
(10/02/15 6:15am)
The ways in which we identify ourselves are constantly evolving. Growing up under the supervision of our parents, our basic values were determined by where we lived, our ethnic or religious backgrounds and the communities in which we were brought up. I followed the customs my family carried out because those were the habits by which I was raised. Those customs were not individual choices that I regarded as essential to my identity; rather, they were the elements of my life I took for granted.
