Why inclusive language matters
By Liddy Grantland | March 3, 2020God made me in her own image. There is nothing wrong with who I am. But the language we use for disability—in church and beyond—assumes that there is.
God made me in her own image. There is nothing wrong with who I am. But the language we use for disability—in church and beyond—assumes that there is.
Duke’s Independent Housing reform worked closely with BIG SAD on this project, which was inspired by the frat guys who went to Me Too Monologues in order to use their performative feminism to pick up women.
Every four years, millions of people look for someone to save us, but we, the people, are the ones we’ve been waiting for.
Amidst all this labwork, all this collaboration and experimentation, all this frenzy to publish and patent, is anyone asking why, if you students are the ones who have to produce all this new knowledge and solve all these problems, why you have to pay us?
I cannot be satisfied with this decision because millions, likely even billions, of women who have experienced sexual, emotional, or physical violence remain unvalidated. Because the trauma of an assault cannot be reversed by a jury’s ruling.
I could talk about gender violence and homophobia with these people, I realized, without ever getting my tongue around the only healing thing I know.
By the class of 2018, English had dropped to the 19th most popular first major, with 21 first majors and 30 total majors.
Alcohol is not an excuse for bad behavior, even though it is often used as such, especially on college campuses. “I was so drunk, I barely remember.” Yeah right, you seriously don’t remember ordering five pounds of boneless spicy barbecue wings and waking up to find 16 missed calls from the Heav Buffs delivery guy.
Anti-Semitism is dubbed ‘history’s oldest hatred’ for a reason.
But what form does consent take while dancing on a night out?
I am hyper-aware that the 24 hours afforded us each day never feels like enough.
Even the more “common” mental health struggles like anxiety and depression are downplayed under the guise of Tumblr-esque self-care treatment methods like bubble baths and tea drinking breaks.
My grandpa didn’t know the word beetle, so he referred to them onomatopoetically as “zeez” after the buzzing sound produced as they zipped back and forth, constrained by the string.
Throw the cynicism, the belief that DSG is an utterly ineffectual, careerist institution, aside. That outlook is a choice, not a reality. Worse still, it’s also a self-fulfilling prophecy.
The responsibility of choosing a career path that takes into account the damages caused by it is placed firmly on the shoulders of the individual. Each person has the greatest control over their own decisions, not the system they are forced to make them in.
A student could obtain an English major without reading a single book by a person of color, and maybe only two or three written by women.
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.
When we limit the focus of our strategies to reporting, we implicitly blame not only one singular person, but all people who experienced sexual assault and did not report it, for the violence that dwells on our campus. That blame is, on its own, a violence.
Vincent Price can do lots of things for the student body, but he can’t build a wall high enough to protect you from John Bolton.
Sometimes you get a glimpse into an alien world. Admittedly, just about anything is going to seem fresh after decades arguing with Russian writers.