I searched the multitude of people scattered around the quad on the first day of class, hoping for a glimpse of recognition. All I saw, however, was a sea of strangers, and a hollow emptiness developed in the pit of my stomach. Where was I? Who were these people? What had happened to the place I’d called home for the last two years?
I walked into my room and my roommate wasn’t there, but her things were all moved in — an organized desk, a neatly made bed with monogrammed blankets, a full-sized Texas state flag hung on the wall and a framed family photo of her with former President George Bush.
Engaging in research at a major university like Duke is a key mechanism for discovery. Having to do research implies that one doesn’t have all of the information but desires to learn more. The practice of research in any field is a way of saying, “I don’t know, but I want to know.”
As Kamala Harris takes her next steps as the Democratic nominee, the news media's ability to provide unbiased coverage will be a litmus test for how far we've come — or how far we have yet to go — in achieving gender equality in politics.
Why, from such a young age, was I indoctrinated into the ideology that claimed the Earth was round, rather than the true geomorphic tortilla (or tortilloid) on which civilization has flourished for centuries?
Plato ranked democracy as the lowest form of ordered government. Hitler gained power through democratic processes. The majority of voters in the United States at one time supported slavery. With this tainted history, why do so many people fear what they call undemocratic?
Will democracy survive? Can it thrive? Will it get better on its own? As a citizen, why should we care and what role can we all play?
Celebrating may seem out of touch with “real life” with the ongoing injustices of war and innocent bloodshed, but a deep wisdom reveals otherwise.
Prescribing things I could’ve done differently is really just rolling the dice again with the possibility of worse outcomes.
I encourage you to take hold of existing in the world and to not put a hold on existing.
It was a difficult reality to accept — that, as obvious as it sounds, my writing was being read, unraveled and picked apart by classmates, parents and strangers on the Internet.
Trying to balance who I wanted to be as a person with what I wanted to do as editor was a scale that I never quite leveled.
To a vision of community, to student journalism at its bravest and to the organization I hope we can become.
Each story was an opportunity for me to both learn something about Duke and the vibrant communities within it and share what I learned with a broader community.
Sometimes I hear from students about hierarchies and inequalities in their campus communities. Duke professors, too, find themselves arrayed along a socio-economic hierarchy that feels significantly more rigid than in years past.
Perhaps, we need something simpler: the permission to take a break.
Religion is meant to be a supplement to your faith; it is not meant to be a replacement.
Rejected from The Fluke twice, chronic bench napper, DSG expat: My name is Zoe Tishaev (sometimes known as my mobile order name, “Candice Nutzfitinyomouf”), and it has been an honor to serve as your Monday Monday.
Writing my OP-Eds has been a means of deep self-reflection, and that’s what I’ve gotten from my time as a columnist.
But while we often trumpet what’s gained with efficiency, we fail to consider what’s lost. Sometimes we have difficulty parsing the tasks requiring efficiency from those that offer opportunity for discovery, enjoyment and whimsy.
