Often I’m not even aware that I’ve made the decision to check social media; I find myself pulling up Snapchat completely instinctively. Above all else, my checking habits stem from a compulsive need to not leave things incomplete. Quite simply, they represent an utter waste of time.
All students should follow the advice by which Arianna Huffington lives—that we should schedule our sleep and treat it as a non-negotiable appointment. Given the evidence, this seems like an obvious lifestyle change that could massively improve student well-being.
If it is wrong to promote false narratives about a Muslim propensity for violence, it is equally wrong to promote false narratives about violent white masculinity. Perhaps it would be beneficial to shift the conversation away from baseless racial stereotypes and instead focus on strategies to correct structural disadvantages, which are established predictors of violent crime, that different communities face.
As the weather cools down and the leaves start to change, the newly minted president’s points on the cyclical regeneration of both Duke’s leadership and its surrounding flora seems particularly fitting. If Price commits to the tasks bestowed upon him and heeds the advice of students, faculty and Durham community members, Duke may truly be able to enter a golden era of transformation and progress.
This image is an idealized picture of the experience, as everyone deals with mental trauma at some point in their lives.
My objection is to (Bill) McCarthy's use of the SPLC list as a legitimate source.
Morals, like memories, are malleable. We remember the world, and ourselves, the way we want to–as good, honest people.
I feel the need to inform you that the editorial board is simply crawling with communists! A dose of McCarthyism is important for our university.
I don’t have the answer for how to cope with beauty standards that don’t take black women into account, with preferences that are all based on the same European features. So I keep checking to see if my curls are still intact, and I keep dancing.
The country can’t withstand sacrificing dozens more lives in the next massacre in hopes that it will finally be the tragedy to change the minds of politicians.
We are inundated with social media posts that tries to tell us they comprise the totality of someone’s existence, while they actually represent the smallest fraction of their lives.
As Duke students, we are both extremely loyal to and proud of our university. Consequently, we wholeheartedly welcome and support President Price as he officially becomes inaugurated tomorrow. However, the admiration that accompanies leadership must be earned. We can equip him with our voices and ideas but he must be responsible for actively listening and acting upon them.
Our identity as men gives us a responsibility to fix this culture. We have exclusive access to the male-only spaces that foster toxic masculinity, and to be true opponents of sexual assault we must use this access to confront and deconstruct harmful ideas.
We encourage peer education groups such as PASH to refer students to us for HIV testing.
The truth is that this lazy formulation does nothing but serve right-wing propaganda efforts.
The amount of money that the NCAA has at its disposal is more than enough to compensate their athletes adequately for the work that they provide. It is time that the NCAA reform its broken system and instead focus on sharing a more equitable slice of the pie that so many overworked revenue-generating student athletes furnish for the organization.
Or perhaps the problem is with our limited definition of ghost, with our inability to make room between Casper and Bloody Mary for subtler shades: the odd, will-o-wisp light in the eyes of a girl on a bus, haunted by her own disbelief; the peculiar way a room seems to smell of smoke and lavender when I become engrossed in a book; the meaning I try to convey to my readers between my eloquently confused words.
The tailgate in the afternoon was packed with Global Health and Public Policy majors, as well as juniors who were angry they weren’t at Oktoberfest with all of their real friends.
Far too often, auditions, try-outs, applications and interviews are viewed as gateways into an exclusive networks of high-achieving peers with concrete knowledge and expertise.
