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Duke should minimize its interference in the freedom of its students and employees to make choices related to their personal health.
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.
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."
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.
If discourse on climate change and sustainable energy opportunities remains limited purely to a paradigm of profit, then the discourse is missing the point, whether ignorantly or maliciously.
Student-athletes should not be pawns for institutional benefits. They deserve to retain the freedom to benefit from their success.
More often than not the most memorable columns are the ones you take the most issue with.
Rather than talking openly about their mental health, Asian Americans are taught to bury their feelings.
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.
At the end of the day, deficit spending is a government’s way of investing in itself.
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.
I failed to understand that Odysseus wasn’t afraid of the journey to the Underworld. He was afraid of the journey back.
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.
We cannot consider ourselves residents of Durham by default and neither should we pretend that, when we “pop the bubble,” we are not representatives of this University and its complicated history.
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.
Duke should not facilitate Altria’s attempts to make e-cigarettes as ubiquitous as combustible cigarettes once were. Given Duke’s legacy, we should not help them turn Tobacco Road into a four-lane highway.
Friday’s Diwali ceremony, in all its beauty and oddity, tells us about the nature of religious practice in small faiths and of the experience of being both a part of the mainstream and just outside of it.