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I held onto some hope that I would be planted somewhere quiet, like in a patch behind Keohane. Instead, I was unloaded onto dirt in Krzyzewskiville.
For Duke students today who struggle against what Reverend Martin Luther King Jr. called the three evils of society—racism, poverty, and militarism—the anti-war movement at Duke in the late 1960s and early 1970s is proof that fellow Duke students dared to imagine a different society.
If my form fails, Gillespie never interjects. But I suspect that’s because every time I spill something, he gets to pop it in his mouth.
Try instead: *Silence*
Those not specialized in a specific field would be hard-pressed to find any opportunity for which our service in another country–or even in another community–is efficient, useful, and sustainable. An eight-week exploration of Thailand or India or Ghana may satiate our desire to travel to a foreign nation, but it does little more than that.
When entire subcultures of Duke are built around a shared interest in acquiring specific skills and becoming employed, the humanistic aspect of an education seems to be lost and instead become a collective group of hammers looking for a nail.
Duke Conversations should go beyond faculty to include staff members as the guests of honor.
I will leave quintessential toxic masculinity aside, opting to explore the subtler though no less pervasive aspects of what I think characterizes masculinity here at Duke.
While you’re half-listening to your brunchmates exchange lukewarm takes about Tallman Trask’s retirement, smile to the waiter and whisper the magic words: "caprese platter."
Rather than talking openly about their mental health, Asian Americans are taught to bury their feelings.
More often than not the most memorable columns are the ones you take the most issue with.
Student-athletes should not be pawns for institutional benefits. They deserve to retain the freedom to benefit from their success.
At the end of the day, deficit spending is a government’s way of investing in itself.
For people like me who want to make a difference by cutting meat from their lives but are struggling to quit cold turkey, meat substitutes are life-changing options that enable us to create change.
To the queer students reading this: your identity isn’t contingent on this campus’s awareness of it. You are just as valid if no one knows how you identify as if everyone knows.
I failed to understand that Odysseus wasn’t afraid of the journey to the Underworld. He was afraid of the journey back.
Continuing to push a single, inaccurate narrative about the lack of development in Africa and the exotic adventure of the Middle East leads to pity, not empathy.
In technical terms, the U.S. News and World Report rankings suck.
Polarization is like seventh grade. You are growing up, but now you have acne.
It is clear that Pfizer, the source of Pratt’s endowment, still makes choices that value the image of prosperity over the integrity demanded by true promotion of patient well-being.
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