SIR ELTON realizes he loves to talk himself up in this column, psychoanalyze himself for the sake of no other than himself.
When President Richard Brodhead announced his decision to allow the 2004 Palestine Solidarity Movement conference at Duke, he called it an “easy” one.
Dave Chappelle is a genius.
Ho, ho, ho. PPS… what a joke! My major is serious. My major involves theoretical wrangling.
It has been written many times over that Duke is at a crossroads.
Food on campus is not a joy. It plugs that gnawing feeling in your stomach for a couple of hours until you release it in a form remarkably similar to the original.
Psst… DUPD, I have a little secret that I think you should know. I know this might come as a bit of a shock, but college students, well, we drink. And we party. Sometimes, we do both.
I met a mechanic once. Now, I’ve met quite a few mechanics in my lifetime, but this one will always stick with me, mostly because I was never really sure whether or not he really was a mechanic.
The Chronicle featured the three letter combination “PSM” 74 times Sept. 13.
I tell you the truth, whatever you did not do for one of the least of these, you did not do for me. —Matthew 25: 39-40.
I remember when I first heard the term “Gothic Wonderland.” Duke seemed like your standard Ivy League-ish looking school, so it didn’t resonate deeply.
Next year, instead of receiving 158 gram, 20 GB, 4.1 x 2.4 x .
CAIRO, Egypt — Sept. 11 passed by here in Egypt recently.
Okay, so President Richard Brodhead will officially be inaugurated as the ninth president of Duke University this Saturday. You probably will hear quite enough about it in the coming week.
Do you ever wonder where your $120 student activities fee goes? This semester alone, I paid $248 so that we have an afternoon barbecue or a band play on the quad whenever Campus Council desires.
Critics of Sen. John Kerry argue that he sounds too much like President George W. Bush on foreign policy issues. After all, both candidates claim to support democracy in Afghanistan.
If there is one thing in the chaotic post-Sept. 11 world that has not been worth questioning, it has been President George W.
Greenville, N.C.:.
I remember sitting there slumped and ineffective, as only an advanced calculus problem can do to a sleepy New Yorker early on a golden Tuesday morning.
I started this column as a letter to the editor.
