It’s been over a month since our last public correspondence here in the paper and I’m sure a lot has happened in the meantime. Your first round of midterms. Your second time doing laundry. Your third time losing your Duke card.
On Sept. 27, I assembled in Duke Chapel with other students, faculty and employees for Founders’ Day Convocation.
While the prognosis is bad, but the end isn’t here yet. If we truly want to preserve this planet, we need a radical transformation of our economic system. Paper straws simply aren’t going to save us; it’s time for something more.
To the woman who raised her hand, thank you. Thank you for standing up to a sea of male faces.
With only three weeks until Election Day, it is still unclear if Democratic enthusiasm will translate into either a wave or just a ripple in a heavily gerrymandered North Carolina.
This guest column aims to raise points of clarification to help the Duke community better understand and discuss Xinjiang’s “re-education camp” and its implications to DKU’s development as raised in last Friday's Chronicle editorial “Caution for Kunshan.”
The most immediate thing we as temporary Durham residents can do is ensure that we are informed before we cast our ballots. But the longer-term take-home message is that, while voting is certainly a civic duty, our political and community engagement should not end with our vote.
Virtually every student knows about the first line of the Community Standard.
Your editorial, “Dissecting Dixie” (10/15/18) offered more than the usual skimpy allure for students to consider issues of class and race in the context of the elite education they are receiving.
A year ago, almost to the date, one of my O-week friends told me that I needed to worry less and have more spontaneous fun.
“Have you eaten yet?” It’s a common greeting among the older Chinese generation from times when food was not so abundant, as a way to both say hello and ask, “how are you?”
It’s not a secret that Duke can suck. In my three years as a student, there have been multiple incidents of bias and hate targeted at a number of marginalized groups, from graffiti to death threats and back again.
We’ve heard it long before coming here: Duke is safe and Durham is sketchy. Step outside the stone walls of East Campus and crime-ridden neighborhoods await.
The Duke Graduate Students Union was pleased to meet with you this past May to discuss pay issues facing graduate student workers at Duke—namely, a stipend that falls short of the cost of living in Durham; a pay schedule that leaves us without pay for months at a time, including when we first arrive on campus; and continuation fees that make graduating more difficult and that far exceed similar fees at Duke’s peer institutions.
The debilitating nature of racism has never been geographically confined, instead its various forms and implications have crisscrossed the expanse of this country in different manifestations for centuries.
As volunteer advocates at the Community Empowerment Fund (CEF), a nonprofit that works with individuals toward goals of financial independence, we often work alongside justice-involved community members (those who have come into contact with any part of the criminal justice system) who routinely confront a society that continues to punish them long after they leave detention in the criminal-legal system.
It’s a cool autumn day in K-ville. The cloudless sky is a rich Duke blue and a slight breeze tosses a few browning leaves down the sidewalk.
I have written about introversion and social anxiety, but now it’s time to talk about their dear friend: awkwardness.
While I have no desire to propel division on campus, I believe it is important to understand the facts of who Justice Brett Kavanaugh was in context. I do not dispute the justice’s actions and desire to help women. Logic dictates, however, the character of the justice sober cannot predict his actions while drunk.
It’s a powerful thing to have a tangible reminder of why you believe what you believe, why you fight for what you fight for, that can serve as a source of hope in today’s overwhelmingly disenchanting political world.
