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Blue Devil Duck Syndrome
I love the idea of mindfulness. Since the age of thirteen, I’ve gone through waves of enthusiasm for meditation. Every few months, I’d get super excited and download all of the meditation apps and...
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True Legacy
It would be hard to find a student at Duke with more legacy than me. My sister graduated in 2015. My mother graduated in 1986. My grandfather graduated in the 1950s, as did his two brothers. His father...
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True Legacies Part 2
I am a legacy admit. My only older sister graduated from Duke in 2011. She loved her own experience so much that for years I couldn’t imagine going anywhere else. And my legacy status was definitely...
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Million Dollar Ethics
$50 million. 20 million Happy Meals at McDonald’s. 695 Duke tuitions. 1/3 of the budget of the National Endowment for the Arts. The cost of Duke’s new Rubenstein Arts Center. As someone both extremely...
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Let’s simplify this problem
Problems are not “puzzles” to be solved. That metaphor assumes that all the necessary pieces are already on the table, they just need to be rearranged and reprogrammed. It’s not true....
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Why we need Love, Simon
The movie Love, Simon is the first studio movie to feature a gay protagonist. Let that sink in. It’s 2018, and there has only ever been one movie produced by a major film company that tells the story...
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Malala and Me
The most influential public figure throughout my young adulthood was an individual only a year older than myself: Malala Yousafzai. I was 13 when I first heard about Malala, before her platform...
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An ode to The Office
Way before I actually watched it, my news feed was saturated with The Office gifs. Short moving slices that captured the show’s most iconic lines: “I’m not superstitious, but… I’m a little stitious.” I...
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Son of Guns
When I was ten years old my grandfather took me to the range for the first time. He told me I’d pick it up quick, but after six rounds of skeet shooting I must’ve only hit a single disc and, even...
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Reading between the lines
I have a friend who is a history major. Every couple of weeks, we meet up in Café, eat crepes, and she tells me about the writers and artists who populate her classes. Spoiler alert: they’re all awful...
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