Digging at my roots
By Gino Nuzzolillo | October 17, 2019We know ourselves by knowing where we came from.
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We know ourselves by knowing where we came from.
Does anyone remember 2008?
Despite centuries of violence and erasure, Native Americans are reclaiming their narrative and calling upon allies to amplify Native voices and stories about Indigenous resistance and resilience.
Duke objectively does care. It’s time to show some appreciation.
While close staff-student friendships are considered unconventional at Duke, they shouldn’t be.
As we form more communities and seek opportunities to make a difference in them, we should consider our motivations.
I’ve only been here for two months, but I’m already excited to see what the next Duke Difference moment will be. Because that phrase, to me, is what makes this place special. What makes this place a home.
My experiences over fall break reveal something important about my family’s religion: for us, religion was not mainly about praying to Gods or about following rules.
Pleasure activism makes room for two things to be true at the same time: for this body of mine to be the site of pain, but also the site of joyful and liberatory pleasure.
You had a diploma in your hand And a cap on your head. You applied to Big Three But went boutique instead.
Of course, Duke is overwhelmingly left-wing, both in terms of student and faculty, but this is not uncommon at an elite institution. What is important is that, relative to those other schools, Duke does a pretty decent job at permitting and encouraging heterodox opinions, across the board.
After this wild-goose chase for information, I came to the conclusion that on campus, abortion coverage under the SMIP is not a topic that is well-known, well-investigated, or well-publicized.
Racial separation then becomes a means of survival. My white peers and I self-segregate. Many of our minority classmates self-preserve.
But if this is no longer my home, is home now at Duke? If I can no longer claim “chicken goo,” then what is my new house meal?
In short, it's been a fall full of hot takes and rich discourse.
It’s a notable omission given that one of Price's goals is to “give recognition to those individuals whose labor was the foundation of the wealth that created Duke University and whose hands built our campus.” How can the Commission’s membership fail to include representatives of the very people they are trying to “recognize?”
As much as I love it at Duke so far, I can say one thing for sure: the food is bland. The spiciest thing I’ve had here was called “chili broccoli,” if that says anything.
Course costs pose a barrier not only to student outcomes once they’re in a class, but actively impact students’ self-determinism in the course selection process.
There’s no reason to feel helpless forever.
Duke does not love us. Perhaps it’s time we reciprocate.