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Talk to professors you've heard of—ask them about their field, about their writings, about their experiences.
It is a privilege to be told that your story matters.
Walking along the city’s historic cobblestone paths and engaging with Danish culture, I found myself, and by the end of the semester, it was Denmark that feared me. Because I became a ginormous, human-eating monster.
I could not ask each of the people with their hands outstretched, will you love and protect the queer and trans people in your midst? I could only say, the body of Christ, broken for you.
By all means, give the billionaires and fossil fuel lobbyists free one-way tickets to Mars. From the looks of it, they actually want to go.
Duke likes to tell us is that we are “Forever Duke,” which neither comforts nor delights me as perhaps they intend.
We fail to acknowledge that the burden of teaching falls onto certain students.
Treat it like your Facebook feed—scroll through the snippets quickly, accept them as fact and then talk about them in your public policy class as if you’re an expert.
Sorrow and despair won’t help the people and wildlife being devastated by the Australian bushfires. Instead, we must act.
After reading through your Facebook comments and Stumble App Store reviews, we feel ready to offer some of our own thoughts on the previous semester and intentions for the second half of Vol. 115.
The image of a bumbling, reluctant empire and the United States’ propensity for historical amnesia are especially dangerous in combination with the veneer of plausible deniability offered to universities by programs like AGS and H4D.
Student Health has fomented a black-box monopoly wherein dangerous misdiagnoses go unchecked.
We should allow members of this student body to make their own decisions rather than preempt them with particular notions of social justice.
Several of the annoyances of Duke life can be explained by looking at a simple economic principle.
We can easily draw connections between neoliberalism’s obsession with the expansion of market activity and the way Duke repackages and emblemates that mania, just on a smaller scale.
"'Growing up and driving past that wall with my family made the university seem like this magical but inaccessible place...'"
You can imagine, therefore, how nice it is to write an anonymous column where no one will look at my face and pass a judgement.
The CE shareholders of today are the billionaires of tomorrow, the ones convinced they are good people because they participate in “corporate social responsibility.”
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I hope there comes a day when we can learn to stop listening to those who continue to doubt whether I and others living with mental illness are truly struggling.
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