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What if UI and ISU had better collaboration in research, entrepreneurship, events, etc., instead of being fierce rivals simply because of athletics?
I don't really have a point here. Just spitballing some end of the day thoughts. Somehow this queston seems both radical and super obvious. Friends, thoughts?
The fight for gay marriage is, in reality, a fight for all of our rights. Without it, we will turn back the sexual revolution and return to an earlier, puritanical time.
Hugh Hefner.
“We’re going to miss her like a front tooth.”
That’s how Barbara Mack greeted my parents, throwing her arm around me, at the Greenlee School's graduation brunch. That was the last time I saw her.
A few years earlier, she had given me a rather vigorous shoulder rub as I sat hunched over a Daily computer. That doesn’t sound like a memorable experience, but I was taken aback—I was surprised she even knew who I was. Before that, I’d only had her in a large lecture, and a lot of professors never take the time to learn the names of the lecture students who never speak up in class. To me, Mack was a legend on campus, a larger than life figure, wildly admired and more than a little feared. For her to walk up to me, plop down her signature Coach bag and ask about my day made me feel special.
I don’t recall her ever telling me I was “too quiet,” which is something not many of my teachers over the years can claim. Yet, she motivated me to speak up for myself more than any of those other teachers ever did. She was a role model to me, especially as a woman, of strength, intelligence, wit, grace and pure joy for life.
As I progressed through my education, I wanted to be like Barbara Mack. I still do.
As my parents and I were leaving that graduation brunch, she told them she thought I should go to law school—another surprise. To hear those words from the one and only Barbara Mack, and see the resulting look on my parent’s faces, was one of my proudest moments.
Maybe someday I'll be able to live up to her perception of me.
Reading through all of the things people have said about her today has been kind of comforting, to know that she affected so many. I only knew her for a short time, as one of thousands of her students, but she had a deep impact on me. Clearly hers was a life fully lived.
To butcher her analogy, it feels like the world is missing some teeth.
Expression, contrary to the popular notion, is not a mere overflowing of emotion such as crying and screaming. It is a controlled activity involving the selection and organization of materials of past experience and their fusion with present situations to create new forms.
Grant Wood
Mom: Where are we going for dinner?
Grandma (to Grandpa): Where are we going for dinner?
Grandpa: You were supposed to decide!
Grandma: Why do I have to decide?
My boyfriend and I have this exact conversation on a regular basis. Somehow, it's calming to know that no matter what happens, we'll keep on having this same simple debate.
Also, my grandparents are celebrating their birthdays! They are such an inspiration.
An ethical question and 6 other things, July 22
"If you don't want to propagate more mass murders, don't start the story with sirens blaring. Don't have photographs of the killer. Don't make this 24/7 coverage. Do everything you can not to make the body count the lead story. Not to make the killer some kind of anti-hero. Do localize the story to the affected community, and make it as boring as possible in every other market. Because every time we have intense-saturation coverage of a mass murder, we expect to see one or two more within a week." --Park Deitz.
9 things, July 15
Here are a few of my favorite things from the past week on the interwebs:
Design:
Prints by Obvious State on Etsy (above). Literary quotes, beautifully illustrated.
The tone of this post is a little (ok, more than a little) self-righteous, but it kind of encapsulates some of my thoughts on vegetarianism and the conversations I have with people about it. A good read if anyone is curious.
Read the comments. Sigh.
11 things, July 8
As I float along in the the ocean of online information, these links have managed to hold my attention over the past week or so.
Lead Read: The 'Busy' Trap:
"Busyness serves as a kind of existential reassurance, a hedge against emptiness; obviously your life cannot possibly be silly or trivial or meaningless if you are so busy, completely booked, in demand every hour of the day."
Sugary-sweet sentimentality
I'm not usually the type to use music to help me know how to feel about things. But for some reason, I've been feeling extra sentimental lately. Probably the whole graduation thing.
Also, for some reason, I feel like sharing it with the internet. So here you go, internet, a couple of the songs I've had on repeat lately.
"I never thought I could love anyone but myself. Now I know I can't love anyone. But you, but you make me think maybe I won't die alone."
Also: Recently discovered Ingrid Michaelson will be in Des Moines this summer.
"I love you more, I love you more. I dont know what I knew before. But now I know I wanna win the war."
"There is a wait so long, you'll never wait so long. Here comes your man."
I surf the Internet on occasion (quite frequently), and I stumbled upon this video on Youtube. It’s a promotional video for GetUp!, an Australian advocacy group that encourages Australians to be more involved with important issues. This video in particular is part of the organization’s campaign to end marriage discrimination.
The video is shot in a first-person perspective, in which the viewer sees and hears what the narrator sees and hears. Essentially, the video shows two gay men spending their lives together. They go to the beach, an amusement park, one of their parents’ homes and many other places.
The power of the video lies in the fact that it shows two people in love. It doesn’t focus on the people’s sexuality. It focuses on the fact that they enjoy spending time together. And, in the end, one of them proposes to the other, in the company of their friends and family. They’re with each other and they’re in love — that’s what the video is about. That’s what matters.
Check the video out. It explains things better than I ever could.
VEISHEA in my pocket.
There's been a ton of buzz about mobile journalism lately, so I decided to do some casual (very casual) experiments over the course of VEISHEA Saturday. Here are some of the sounds and sights captured by my phone (a Samsung Mesmerise, which is the US Cellular version of a Galaxy, if anyone was wondering).
The audio:
The sounds above were captured just walking down Welch Avenue around 11 p.m. I think they could make for some pretty solid b-roll. You get a sense of the chaos of a lot of people, but it's still layered, not just a mess of sound.
Another encouraging find: Toward the end, my friend Kelsey (who was using more sophisticated equipment to take really, really good photos) started talking ("Actually, I've seen a LOT of fanny packs") and even though I was holding the phone nowhere near her face, you can make the words out over the din.
The photos:
Like about 10 million other android users, I've become pretty enamored with Instagram over the past few weeks. I like that I can take a not-so-great photo on my phone, make it look slightly cooler, and easily share it.
But, that's what millions of others like about it too, so I don't know if that cuts it for a journalist. At night (which I knew would be dicey anyway) I switched to my phone's built-in camera.
And, it was dark. No surprises there.
But, I was able to clean the photos up a bit (still on my phone) using the free photoshop express app. They're still not great, but if it was a breaking news situation, I'd rather have these than nothing.
Next step...video?
I've never really tried shooting video on my phone—I'm afraid it would be horribly shaky, and that it'd fill up my memory card. But, I think that needs to be my next experiment.
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Gah. This is one of my very favorite tumblrs.
I might have used up my pen doodling during the @1stamendmentday meeting. Oops. (Taken with instagram)
Four weeks to First Amendment Day!
That’s right, FAD 2012 is April 12, just four short weeks from today. Here’s a sampling of what we’re working on:
Advertising: Keep an eye out for some thought-provoking statements around campus soon.
Finalizing the schedule: Most things have been pinned down, and final tweaks are being made to locations and topics.
Seeking student involvement: We’re looking for people to march with us, #occupyisu, set up booths at the Feast and generally be awesome and share our First Amendment love. Contact us if you want to know more.
And some things you can do to get ready:
Show your support by joining the event on Facebook. Find that “Invite Friends” button and use it.
Keep an eye out for T-shirt sales, coming soon. (Anyone who took 202 with Bulla knows what a big deal this is.)
We’re pumped, and hopefully you are too — see you in four weeks!