Being fearful of one another doesn’t drive the virus out. Rather, Duke students and the Durham community should rely on one another to slow the spread of Covid-19 safely and honestly.
At Duke, I felt caught between prayer and pretending to be rich, so I kept my jobs and rationed my refund checks. I didn’t always have the cash, checks, credit, connections or concerned parents to keep up with my peers. But I did have the cornrows and the courage to put my best wig on and march through the Blue Devil circus, finessing my finances and cultivating my way out of debt.
Without the disease of students, the C1 buses have quickly become the country’s fifth largest nature reserve.
Saying no more, she stood up then and danced with her twisted hip the rest of what her heart had to say while others opened their mouths and gave her the music. Long notes held until the four-part harmony was perfect enough for their deeply loved flesh.
The moral arc of the Universe(ity) bends not towards justice, but rather towards profit at whatever cost. The University was never meant to be survivable.
As an RA, regardless of where I’m assigned, I’m tasked with fostering a community. But I’ve never felt as unequipped to do so as I do in Blue Light.
Chinese food is so good that literal empires and dynasties have risen and crumbled, lost to the history books, while delicacies like the humble char siu bun (叉燒包) flourished and capture the hearts and stomachs of people the world over even today.
Well, screw you and your fake magic. Here at Duke, I’m learning what’s real.
It was incredibly inconsiderate that our video was used, very obviously, as the face of Duke’s racial equity initiative, without any notification of such actions or proper credit where credit was due.
Never before has the Duke community so needed a social outlet for their internalized anxieties, and never before have our campus bars been so inaccessible to so many.
This is, in my opinion, the original sin of Kirk brand conservatism: beyond furiously opposing liberals, it is very flexible.
No matter how big of a basketball fan you are, basketball cannot and will not be the same if these social inequities persist.
This new Title IX policy fails students in extraordinary ways, a failure only compounded by Duke's utter lack of effort to facilitate an engaging, robust conversation with the student body.
There is one litany that this nation knows all too well, a litany we often choose to ignore, only paying attention to it when forced. It is one that some may not even know exists, and one that others are all too familiar with.
If there’s no Greek life, who’s gonna offer friendship and community? Y’know, other than friends and communities.
We sacrifice our sleep schedules, meals, mental health, and more, to maintain the facade of being "fine." We keep faking it to achieve effortless perfection. But we are in effortless shambles.
If it's possible to see the good and the bad in Duke, to acknowledge the university’s failings while appreciating its many incredible virtues and accomplishments, then it is possible to do the same for Greek life.
Joe Biden was not my preferred nominee, and my sentiments are shared by many young people across the United States. But to see him talk in terms of fulfilling the demands of this moment—big, structural change—means that American progressivism might find a willing ally in the most unexpected of places.
It’s time for Zoom (and others) to join the ranks of America’s critical infrastructure.
