A year and a half is a long time to wait for most things, but especially something that the state of North Carolina requires be given to you quickly.
When unified criticism of Tuesday’s article “Durham crime crosses over” began flowing in, I felt blindsided. And that, I think, is the problem.
I expect to wake up to big news on some days. But in the past four months, I have woken up twice to heavier news than I’ve been prepared for: that acquaintances of mine — UNC students — had died.
In the office of The Daily Tar Heel, newspapers are everywhere. Stacked in hastily arranged piles, mounted on the walls or stowed away in tiny rolls of microfilm in the back of a cluttered storage room, they represent an ever-present record that compensates for the newspaper’s necessarily deficient institutional memory.
A fire broke out Monday morning at the University Gardens apartment complex on Pritchard Avenue Extension.
Friday’s front page story detailing a complaint filed against the University — regarding its handling of sexual assault cases — has rightly shocked and upset many readers.
In 2011, the University Counsel’s office pressured Melinda Manning, then UNC’s assistant dean of students, to underreport cases of sexual assault, according to a complaint against UNC filed to the U.S. Department of Education by Manning and four others.
The University released thousands of pages of documents related to the 2010 NCAA football investigation on Monday following a legal settlement with eight media groups, including The Daily Tar Heel, that had sought the records for two years.
It is fitting that, on the eve of Chapel Hill’s autumnal extravaganza, the Mariinsky Orchestra visited Memorial Hall to deliver one of its own.
Regular readers of The Daily Tar Heel will find a surprise waiting for them in the boxes this morning, in the form of a bold proclamation on the way forward for UNC on sexual assault reform.
I remember the first time my dad showed me and my brother the Internet. We dialed up (for you young’uns out there, this is the sound it made, also known as the sound a submarine makes while crashing into an underwater cliff) and several minutes later we were there.
I’ve always cringed a little at the phrase “student newspaper.” Not for any lack of accuracy, but for the connotations it carries. For instance, whenever other outlets cite a story by The Daily Tar Heel, they inevitably preface the mention with “the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill’s student newspaper…”
Sunday’s Pasadena-like temperatures in Chapel Hill reminded me why we call this semester the spring semester: because North Carolina winters are about as reliable as my landlord’s promises to remove the raccoon who has taken up residence in our ceiling.
I’ve always found most Thanksgiving thankful lists to be remarkably uncreative. The vast majority seem to consist of the items the lister sees around him or her at the dinner table: family, friends, a hungry dog and football (playing on the TV in the other room).
Ever since The Daily Tar Heel stopped receiving student fees in 1993, it’s been completely independent of the University and, by extension, student government. Hence, it bears the responsibility of covering student government. In fact, it’s virtually the only news organization that does.
In two weeks, the votes will be cast, the hanging chads will be unhung and the long-dead voters who have lent their names to the cause of democracy will still be sleeping in their bipartisan graves. Election season will be over and everyone (or most everyone) will be able to get on with their lives. But in the meantime, the DTH is charged with the peculiar task of covering a presidential election in Chapel Hill.
I’ve only made one error in my time reporting for the DTH that required a correction, but it was a doosy. Still a freshman, I referred to a woman I interviewed as a man. “Was it just a pronoun mixup?” you ask. Absolutely not. In my mind, this woman was a man. When I interviewed her over the phone, I had no doubt she was a woman. When I wrote the story, a few hours later, I thought of her as a man.
I was helping with a two-person analysis of Edgar Allan Poe’s poem The Sleeper in my American Poetry class when Kevin Schwartz, general manager of the DTH, texted me. It read: WRAL Thorp to step down.
One of the most freely spewed criticisms of the DTH I’ve heard during my college career is that our content is hopelessly biased to the left. Undoubtedly, those who hold such a view have some extra ammunition this week.