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Duke considers itself to be an open-minded, diverse institution. But as a community, I fear the factional nature of our political discourse is driving us away from those ideals.
There’s one coming-out story that has come to be known as the singular gay experience. According to this model, in order to be gay, you must have always known that you were different. You should grow up struggling to suppress crushes on members of the opposite sex. And most importantly, you should have a dramatic moment in which you finally accept the well-defined desires you’ve been avoiding your entire life.
A few months ago, I was playing Never Have I Ever with a large group of friends. The game began with several predictable statements—never have I ever been arrested, had a threesome, and so on. But then one girl said, “Never have I ever had an orgasm.”
When I was a kid, I never dreamed of being a princess. I never wanted to be a firefighter, a policewoman or even a superhero. When I was a kid, I wanted to be a writer.
“Duke Student Government is a joke.” “It’s riddled with elitist wannabe consultants.” “They’re just looking for another piece of fluff to add to their resumes.” “I don’t get what DSG is for. Like what do they even do?” “F**k DSG, am I right?”
