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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.
It is strange and fascinating to be in a place that positively reinforces just showing up and being myself.
Although we’ve finished our 2019 Thanksgiving dinners, let’s give thanks as Blue Devils as we continue on our journeys at Duke.
As soon as I come home, for better or for worse, I feel myself conforming into the usual comfortable habits of mine.
At the cusp of every final’s season—including this current one included—there is a heightened sense of anxiety in the people around me.
This world is hard, and doesn’t make sense, but I have never had a bad day that wasn’t alleviated by watching these kind, brilliant people cook and laugh together.
Thanksgiving conversations made me more aware of the uncomfortable fact that safe spaces like Duke and our own family structures blind us to larger societal inequities.
In the end, the ethics of taking a public good is a matter of common sense and decency. Sometimes things just feel wrong. If you feel the need to be furtive, don’t do it. Let your conscience be your guide.
Am I qualified? Am I that good? When will people find out that I'm a farce? Why am I applying to all these jobs?
My call to action is finding the balance between taking time to introspect and taking action to make positive change in our community.
Just as elders are not prima facie a source of wisdom, youth isn’t necessarily a fountain of low time preference.
Music does not cure chronic pain; nothing does. But it certainly helps.
And I'll never forget those words you said next: "They did surgery on a grape." It was cold that night. But you were so warm.