Duke costs too much. Of course we are getting a world class education, and it costs that much at the Ivies, right? Wrong.
It’s Sunday, and my heels are sinking like golf tees into a front lawn not yet fried by the summer heat.
Facing allegations of human rights abuse from Amnesty International and a score of organizations in weeks past, both President George W.
Over the long weekend, 55 percent of French voters smashed their way through President Jacques Chirac’s dream when they voted down the constitution for the European Union.
Between the newspaper and classes, I have many responsibilities this summer. My days start early, end late and are filled with meetings, reading and other sundry activities.
If I had a tail—I don’t, for the record—it would have been squarely tucked between my trembling knees on Tuesday, the second official day of my internship in the Senate press...
I’ve always disliked Anglophiles—you know, those individuals among us who display a tendency to admire and emulate the British that is far out of proportion to their actual worth? You...
This past March, President Brodhead declared to the student body: “You’ve changed at Duke, you’ve grown here. That blossoming and deepening is the fruit of your education.
In a few days, I’m going to start packing up. Into sturdy suitcases with wheels will go the clothes that have kept me relatively dry in the winter and decently unexposed in the summer.
The way a person unwraps a present can say a lot about him or her. I realized that this past weekend as I handled ameticulously wrapped box placed in my lap.
The morning was still dark; the sky seemed to be descending. The lights were still burning redly and the Chapel stood out menacingly against the heavy sky.
I love rules. When I first took on the job of editor, one of my goals was to reinstill the rules in the staff.
Not to put too morbid a spin on things, but the more I think about it, the more I get the feeling that come the fifteenth, I’m going to be losing a treasured friend, someone who...
One of the most pervasive clichés regarding this institution is the “work hard, play hard” stereotype.
Eleven states and Washington, D.C.
Every generation needs a legacy. A verse to contribute to human history.
Six years ago last Wednesday my friends and I sat in a Littleton, Colo., Taco Bell eating Chalupas. Sometime between Chalupa tres and Chalupa cuatro, a woman burst into the restaurant.
The synchronized arrival of Richard Brodhead, a host of Ivy League ex-pats and several new buildings heralded a New Era for Duke.
It wasn’t supposed to be like this.
“The transition from one order of life to another is not always accomplished by degrees, like sand running through an hour-glass, grain by grain.
