I don’t intend to “out” the Divinity School, but I hope instead that when the Divinity School discloses its sexuality, we students will have already created the necessary support and outreach system—and that this column can start a larger conversation about how our religious institutions feel at Duke.
Walking along the city’s historic cobblestone paths and engaging with Danish culture, I found myself, and by the end of the semester, it was Denmark that feared me. Because I became a ginormous, human-eating monster.
Avid Chronicle readers are familiar with the paper’s classic vignette articles. A brave author stakes out at some corner of the Duke world, carefully observing how Duke students live.
I was sitting in lecture the other day. Planning the route I would take on my run after class, I caught just a few words of my professor's lesson. As he repeated his conclusion, my professor muttered “not to beat a dead horse, but…” And that’s when I began to ponder: why, exactly, does our parlance stigmatize the beating of dead horses? What’s so wrong with that?
A recent Chronicle article outlined the line monitors’ plan to “kill” the walk-up line for the UNC game. I agree that Duke isn’t perfect, but the mob power demonstrated in the 2018 UNC game walk-up line was surely the closest thing to an idyllic culture on our campus in recent memory. Without walk-up line, after all, how will Duke students feel the rush of anarchy?