TO THE EDITOR:
My blood boils that Roy’s boys will soon be tested with the likes of Kansas, Florida and Georgetown while the Blue Devils will likely stroll into the Final Four. As I reread Ian Williams’s famous column, the burning hatred of our rival resurges in the pit of my stomach.
However, I fear that this year hate has crept into our community beyond our beloved rivalry. We have experienced so much loss and pain, and we hate that we must face the injustices of the world so often.
I hate that the lives of several of our fellow Tar Heels were taken from them much too early. I hate that we live in a society where we have to untangle the truth in rape cases, that an act as horrible as rape goes as unreported as it does, and that a crime such as rape even exists. I hate that there is not much I can do alone to combat this violence.
But as a community, we cannot be consumed by this hatred. As I watched the final seconds tick off the clock during our home loss to Duke, I put my head in my hands in despair. In that moment of frustration and rage, I had a revelation.
My love for Carolina will always overpower my hatred for Duke. And the reciprocation of that love will always help me overcome the injustices I battle. At Carolina, we never need to look far for strong arms in which to find solace. In times like these, we need to join together, hate less, and love more.
James Martin ’15
Computer science
