After Disaster!
By Staff Editorial | September 6, 2002Seniors might remember the Ocean, a giant parking lot that used to exist where the West-Edens Link now stands.
Seniors might remember the Ocean, a giant parking lot that used to exist where the West-Edens Link now stands.
By my count, I have been instructed to "Celebrate Diversity!" about 27 times so far at Duke, and by now the phrase is enough to induce a visceral shudder of pain.
1990s: Kegs are not permitted on campus unless authorized and monitored by the University.
Next week, a new task force appointed by Provost Peter Lange will begin the daunting challenge of shaping a vision for faculty diversity after the Black Faculty Strategic Initiative expires in fall...
I was one of those students fortunate enough to visit this fine institution prior to my acceptance. Rain poured down from the heavens that day, yet I was elated.
I am not going to talk about pickles. Since the commencement of the Mt. Olive boycott in 1999, pickles have never been the issue.
The Confederate flag debate dribbles on.
The recent editorial by Christopher Scoville on Dukes proposed dormitory smoking policy shows virtually no understanding about the science of secondhand smoke.
The Chronicle's editorial yesterday, "Honoring the 11th," praising the administration for planning a set of commemorative activities on the one-year anniversary of Sept. 11, is much appreciated.
Well, maybe you can. Duke's trying pretty hard. But so far things have run smoothly, sans the typical catastrophe (cough, housing) or catch-22 (cough, housing).
Commencement speeches should be given on the first day of college, when their inspiration would exert more influence than as the last words before receiving one's diploma.
This past weekend, Duke, at long last, won a football game. Kudos to them. All across campus this was celebrated in a night of revelry and partying.
Although I am not an alumnus of Duke, I have been attending Duke football games since 1957.
For the commuting student, a 2:20 p.m. class requires more than parking one's butt in a classroom seat. First, you have to figure out how to park your car, which goes something like this?|.
One week from today is the one-year anniversary of the Sept. 11 attacks, and like the rest of the nation, the University will commemorate the anniversary in its own way.
The movie didn't do justice to its absolute grandeur. Of course that evening was not to host any gladiator-esque competitions-like the ones that initially garnered the dome its fame.
I am writing in response to Jessica Rutter's column Aug. 29 column about racism at Duke, particularly her criticism of Duke's course offerings.
As I peruse the events the University has planned in remembrance of September 11, I cannot ignore a nagging anxiety and skepticism.
Saddam Hussein is a ruthless dictator and a threat to the United States, Israel and his own people.
What year is it now? 1960? Well, it sure seems that way.