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Editor's note: This story is part of a series about the Class of 2026 based on a survey conducted by The Chronicle. You can read more about our methodology and limitations here, or see all of our survey coverage here.
Editor's note: This story is part of a series about the Class of 2026 based on a survey conducted by The Chronicle. You can read more about our methodology and limitations here, or read all of our survey coverage here.
The Supreme Court will decide whether race-conscious admissions practices are constitutional this June, following oral arguments heard in two cases against Harvard University and the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill in fall 2022.
The Mary Lou Williams Center for Black Culture hosted its annual Black History Month keynote lecture on Wednesday in Page Auditorium, featuring American author, filmmaker and activist Kimberly Latrice Jones.
The Association for Mixed People at Duke, a new group intended to create community for students with mixed identities, hosted its first interest meeting in the Bryan Center Monday.
Duke has experienced some dramatic changes to its social scene over the past few years with the disaffiliation of Greek groups and the introduction of QuadEx.
“I saw those tanks. I saw those soldiers armed, like, fully armed. They started destroying all the houses. And I was afraid for my life and for the life of my family.”
Duke recently published its 2022 Annual Security Report, which includes newly released crime statistics for fiscal year 2021, which started in Oct. 2020.
In spring 2022, students in ENV 245, Theory and Applications of Sustainability, collaborated with Duke staff and researchers on a project centered around the sustainability impacts of the University’s trees.
The Durham City Council voted unanimously last month to suspend ties with one of Durham’s sister cities, Kostroma, Russia.
The year is 1900, and it’s a typical afternoon on Durham’s “Black Wall Street.” Black families, couples and individuals are getting haircuts at local barbershops, putting down payments on their houses at North Carolina Mutual Life Insurance Company and running errands in the plethora of Black-owned stores that line the street.
Durham County has changed significantly over the past decade, experiencing urban revitalization, gentrification and economic shifts toward the technology and innovation industries. These changes have attracted new faces looking for opportunity in the booming Research Triangle.
Editor’s note: This story contains graphic descriptions of a death. Reader discretion is advised.
Editor's note: This article is part of a series of mayoral and city council candidate profiles. Check back for more throughout the week.
What does homecoming mean to you? For some, it signifies an American tradition of a semi-formal dance following a football game. For some, it’s the emotions associated with the complex matter of family or lack thereof. For others, it’s just an awesome Kanye West song. For me personally, it means returning to the temporary small-town charm of Bethany, Connecticut. Homecoming means miles of wooded landscapes and hills, the crisp chill of oncoming winter, and driving past the places I drove past millions of times during high school, the sweet tinge of nostalgia heavy in the air.
This year, for first-years taking the Fall 2019 Writing 101 courses, a course called “Black Feminism in Pop Culture” was offered. The course explores topics such as intersectionality, how black women continue to be marginalized today, popular cultural movements like #Blackgirlmagic, and more. What is interesting about this course is that a white woman, Jessica Covil, is teaching this class, which analyzes historical and current issues of race and inequality through a black feminist lens. To understand more about the dynamics of a white woman teaching this course, I contacted Jessica Covil to ask her a few questions about her perspective on teaching and advocating for black feminism.
Hookup culture dominates the social scene of American college campuses today, including Duke. Although most people reading this are probably familiar with the term, it is defined as a culture “that accepts and encourages casual sex encounters, including one-night stands and other related activity, without necessarily including emotional bonding or long-term commitment.”
Within the US, health insurance coverage of abortion can be a sticky topic. Within universities in the US and their respective student health insurance plans, it can be even stickier. And that is precisely why I set out to investigate the reality of this situation here at Duke. If a woman student looking to terminate her pregnancy needed more information about abortion coverage, where would she go?
For my history class, I was assigned to read a chapter from “Home and Work: Housework, Wages, and the Ideology of Labor in the Early Republic,” written by Jeanne Boydston, an American historian. And as I settled into a couch at Lilly, sipping my fifth cup of coffee that day, I read the lines that Boydston wrote about women in the 19th century, about how they were glorified into a domestic sphere and romanticized as a “bright and central orb, whose genial light kindles with soft and heavenly radiance upon the scene of loveliness which invites him to rest.” Ugh. But as I continued to study the words of Boydston, I became increasingly aware and unsettled that these lines resonated something within me, stirring up whispers of past memories and experiences within my own life, that only confirmed the ever present influence of social gender spheres today. Boydston wrote this article about the 1800s, a time, in my mind, that seemed irrelevant to my everyday life with its antiquated social customs and norms. So why did I relate to the idea of the women she portrayed: painted with an inherent grace, a comforting touch, a haven of solace at the end of a long day?
Throughout my life, I have grown up under the influence of Islam. Well...kinda. My mom is Muslim, but because my dad is Hindu, I have never been completely immersed within the strict rules of the former religion, like praying five times a day or fasting for the entire month of Ramadan. Despite this, when I was younger, my sisters and I would accompany my mom to a large mosque in Queens, where I would sit quietly, tracing patterns in the carpet, while a voice would boom over my head in a language I didn’t understand. It was fine, for a seven-year-old who didn’t have much else to do and recognized that many other kids around her also spent time in church or temple. But as I grew older and began to resist these trips, my mom continued to enforce these ideas of how religion was an integral part of our identity and how it was necessary to thank God for what we had given.
