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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.
We must demand that the University cut ties with this power-hungry company. If we fail to do so, then we are complicit in Duke Energy's continued havoc on both our environment and our democracy.
We need our future teachers, doctors, and politicians to understand the necessity of accessibility and to practice it in their own careers.
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.
How can Duke reconcile its mission of preparing students for the future with investment strategies that indicate tacit approval for an industry whose practices directly threaten that future?
And even if I haven’t found my Modern Love-r, my true Tinder match or my college romance; even if I have made mistakes and messed up, I have humanized and given and advocated and fought. I have loved.
Sometimes, you really do have to just stay in your lane, especially when it comes to collective experiences of race, identity, sexuality, and gender that one simply does not have.
They did not realize that there would be people, like Lt. Colonel Vindman, who would put their country first—before party, career, or personal security.
I intend to major in English, but even with my convictions about the importance of Asian representation in the arts , I know I will double with another major of which my mom will approve.
We must support others while keeping in mind their autonomy, facilitating their own journey towards a place of self-understanding and fulfillment. After all, we are more than a puzzle to be solved, a project to be fixed. We are human.
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