Society to take a year off

18 01 2009

After a busy year, 2008 hopes to revel in it’s accomplishments and savor it’s success.

By JACKSON SILVANIK, Backpage Editor

After a rather overwhelming 2008, society as a whole has tentatively declared that it will be taking a year off to pursue other interests, travel and “just relax.” Much like a student

One of 2008’s triumphs was an apparent pause in the impending global warmingcrisis.

One of 2008’s triumphs was an apparent pause in the impending global warmingcrisis.

completing his or her undergraduate studies, 2008 has yet to really determine a direction for the years to come, and hopes to gain some real-world experience that will give it some perspective. “I don’t really know what I’d like to do,” 2008 remarked. “It has been a really busy year and I need to decide what to do with myself.” While this is a common course for many youngsters, it still doesn’t sit too well with the parents. “I just hope that 2008 doesn’t use this time off to party, and really takes advantage of the potential he has set up for himself,” said 2008’s father. “I’m concerned about his insurance,” expressed his mother. “I mean, if he isn’t full-time then I can’t keep him on my insurance policy. What if something should happen to him?”

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Students removed from the isolation of GC

18 01 2009

By TORI BACHMAN-JOHNSON, News Editor

Bachman-Johnson and her sister Emma open Christmas gifts in 2007.

Bachman-Johnson and her sister Emma open Christmas gifts in 2007.

I’m a little bit afraid to go home next week. Thanks to my lack of a car and the fact that my family lives 7 hours away in Richmond, Il., I haven’t been home since mid-August. In fact, I haven’t seen my mother once in almost four months—not exactly an easy transition for a freshman to make. There’s a large part of me that can’t wait to get home; to see my parents and sister, to cuddle with my dog and to take a shower without my shoes on. Yet there’s another part that is dreading stepping off campus, out of my safe bubble, and into the real world, because I’m not sure exactly what I’m going to find.

Since I left home for college, many events have taken place, both within my family and in the world in general, most notably the economic crash. As much as I hear about it, it’s all too easy for me to forget that there are many people across the country that are struggling financially, some more than others. When I get my paycheck in the mail every month, I don’t  have to worry about paying for the roof over my head or a heating bill. Actually, I don’t even think about paying for my education. I’m blissfully unaware of the fight to pay rent or purchase groceries. It isn’t necessary for me to give up my trips to Walmart to purchase things I certainly don’t need or to stop going on outings with friends. Over Thanksgiving break I got just a taste of what I was missing when I went home with a friend to Ashland. AK Steel, a steel mill and plant in the area, had recently shut down for an indefinite period, affecting around 600 workers. As we drove by the plant, where the blast furnace was idling, we discussed the difficulty of the holiday season for those that are out of work, who can’t afford the necessities, much less gifts. That’s when everything began to hit home for me, and I know that it’ll be worse when I actually go home, to a place where my neighbors and my family members will be making sacrifices I haven’t had to make. What I can’t figure out is whether I’m scared for other people around me, or for myself and my own comfort, and that’s the scariest part of all.





Freshman finds new home

18 01 2009

By ERIK LANHAM, Staff Writer

My first semester at Georgetown is already drawing to a swift end. How quickly it all flew by. How swiftly the hours of lecturing, pouring over books and writing and then rewriting papers soared past. It seems as if I just awoke in the concrete box I now call home. The fluorescent bulbs shone bright into my eyes as my roommate hurried to get ready for the first day of classes. Was I really ready to start all over? I just finished 12 years of this. Waking up every morning, scarfing down some breakfast and hurrying out the door with my backpack over one shoulder, my only goal to beat that unholy bell that carried a tardy slip with it if it caught you outside a room. It was different now though. Somehow, this feeling, this sensation was not the same. This was a new, crisp, refreshed feeling. It was as if I was starting over fresh. And I wanted that. I wanted fresh. I needed fresh. So, the first day of classes commenced. I scurried from building to building. My first class, chemistry. “What a wonderful thing to wake up to,” I thought to myself as I stepped inside the humid lecture room in Asher. The professor was not in when I entered the room, but I heard he was very nice. At eight o’clock, a warm man walked in, his shirt just a little too big for his frame. The lecture began and ended and my day carried on. I was eagerly looking forward to eleven o’clock, art history. I walked into the art building with a great sense of excitement for the following lecture.

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Word from the Editor

18 01 2009

By AMANDA OWENS, Editor-in-Chief

I have had the craziest year ever. I returned to Georgetown in January fresh from a semester abroad, and I spent the next several months trying to catch up with my life. I worked harder to become a teacher. I worked harder to become a friend. In July, I began to work harder to become a wife. In the meantime, I tried to become super-editor. I e-mailed; I called; I texted. I cropped. I desaturated. I harassed editors for blurbs. I consumed more caffeine on Tuesdays than I thought was ever humanly possible. I asked Kelsey for the date. Again. I re-did the date on the page. Again. And sometimes, oftentimes, I wondered why I decided to become an editor. Then I remember why—it’s that I love the people I work with. It’s because every week, just for a few hours, the rest of the staff helps me to remember who I am—not as an editor, but as a person. And as I walk away from my last Georgetonian ever, I realize that I have them to thank for making it through thelast year.

Thank you editors for your humor, your laughter and your dedication. Thank you writers for your talent. Thank you faculty, staff and students for your willingness to work with us. Thank you all for continuing to read. Being an editor is never about who you are, but what you can convey to your audience. But being an editor at a small college newspaper is about knowing those around you—so I thank you for the opportunity to do that.





Letter to the Editor

18 01 2009

Dear Editor,

We, “the roommates,” would like to reflect upon the past semester of co-residency and your reign as Editor in Chief. We would like to recognize your many talents as both writer and roommate. We are in awe of your incredible ability to produce a paper at any moment and yet end up turning in the seventeenth draft. We salivate over your exquisite “gravy pepper mystery,” a.k.a. lasagna, and decaf tea with all the sweetness of McDonald’s. Amanda, in all seriousness, we want to express how much we respect you for who you are and all you have done at Georgetown. You edit reel good. You have been an inspiration for each of us this semester, always going above and beyond with everyting you do. You have excelled and shone during your time as Editor in Chief and we are extremely proud of you for everything you have accomplished. Just know that you are our roommate sister and we have stronger bonds.

P.S. If we had known this was your last issue we would have bought you a drink, but then again you’d probably just say no.

P.S.S. Remember where people that don’t read go!

Love from your Roommates,
Bridget, Lauri and Sara





Student Submissions

18 01 2009

One
star at
the zenith.
blink
BLINK blink
of glimmering lights,
mimic the glow of happy
faces in
the reflection of
sphered glass-is comforting
the smell of pine, green to compliment
the red. so beautiful. the feeling of HOME.
so blessed.
**MERRY**
CHRISTMAS.
—Whitley Arens





Arts community called to action

18 01 2009

By JACKSON SILVANIK, A&E Editor

As the door closes on 2008, it only makes sense to try and place the past year within the context of this decade. While the cultural value of 2008 cannot be questioned, its artistic output leaves something to be desired. Perhaps this will be a year that is remembered fondly when we reminisce several years from now, but as it stands, very few artists had a breakout year. Indeed, this year has seen the continuing rise of some disturbing trends in the artistic world, likely a backlash from several artistic advancements of recent years. The over-saturation of the music market and technological advances in recording have made for a generation of bland, faceless music that lacks to ability to survive the test of time.

In an interesting contrast, the film and literature industries have enjoyed a small revival of sorts, with a rise in the popularity of independent films and an increased appreciation for classic works of literature. Nevertheless, if 2008 needs something to hang its hat on, it would have to be the renewed respect for alreadyestablished musicians and the prominent role that music and the arts enjoyed in conjunction with the political climate of America. It is difficult to pin down exactly why music has experienced such an apparently contradictory set of circumstances. On one hand, the market has become inundated with bands of debatable quality, filling a niche in the youth market that places strict requirements on how a band  must look and sound to be accepted in the mainstream. The industry has filled these nichemarkets well, with the continued success of bands such as Fall Out Boy revealing a trend for mass consumption regardless of relevance or stylistic individuality.

The increasing advancements in the realm of recording technology has made it even easier for bands to get their songs recorded, produced, and heard on a larger scale. While this is certainly beneficial for many independent musicians looking to get their work into the public eye, it also serves to render the recording process unimportant and devalues the experience of working to stand out in a crowded industry. Perhaps this is the reason for a resurgency in respect for the established musicians of decades past. While many have faded to irrelevance or novelty, some have maintained the degree of social influence that made them so important in their heydays. The powerful working-man’s messages of Bruce Springsteen ring even truer today because of the impending financial crisis. As a figure of reverence and influence, the aura that Springsteen exudes is easy to latch onto as a spokesman for American frustrations.

This return to prominence for rock icons centered itself around a Presidential election the likes of which this country has seen few of. The renewed presence of the youth led to a widespread participation in matters of cultural importance, with the arts community carving out its own niche in the realm of American politics. For the first time since the 1960s, politics was becoming cool again. Political rallies seemed more like rock concerts, with thousands of energetic youth, vendors hawking souveniers, and throngs of people clamoring for a view of the inspiring candidates. If change was typified during the election, it was seen in the new role of the arts in public opinion. For the first time in recent memory, well known artists were taking sides. Popular indie-rockers Wilco sold out a theatre in Chicago to host a rally for Barack Obama, while yet others used their concerts and position in the music community to get out the vote. A recent rally in Cincinnati featured prominent indie-rockers The National and an appearance by film star Natalie Portman. While the year may not  have  had the most memorable musical or artistic output, 2008 will be remembered for making the arts relevant again.





Student Athlete Spotlight

18 01 2009

Markus Burchfield, Junior Varsity Basketball

By Stephanie Boxx, Opinions Editor

Sport: Basketball

Position: Guard

Major: Undecided

Hometown: Stamping Ground, Ky.

Dream job: To have a hunting show on TV or run an outfitter (to be a hunting guide).

Class you’ll get up for even if it’s a 8 a.m.: American Government with Mergner

Dinner you want your mom to make for you when you go home: Homemade Pizza

Best song on the radio right now: “Chicken Fried,” by Zac Brown Band

TV show you never miss: “Fresh Prince of Bel-Air”

Worst movie you’ve ever seen: “Don’t Mess With Zohan”

Favorite Saturday afternoon college basketball match-up: Oklahoma vs. Texas (Feb. 21)

Shoot hoops with Lebron or Kobe: neither, Steve Nash

Favorite place on campus: Gym or Caf

Game you’re most looking forward to: Thomas More or Transy because my old teammates play on those teams.

Most embarrassing moment during a game: My shorts started to fall off one game, but by the time I realized it they were falling and I pulled them back up but some people had seen me and were pointing and laughing.





A “White” Christmas

18 01 2009

Here’s a good story. It’s about my father, Dr. White, of Georgetown College’s math department! We still use the tree-topping angel that he made when he was seven. He says that his teachers forced him to make it, and that he cried the whole time. He still hates that angel. Every year, my sisters and I glue its head back on (it always fall off in the box) and tease him about it. Last year, it had fallen apart so completely that we took it apart and “renovated” it. Now it has a shiny silver wrapping paper robe to replace the blue tissue-paper one that sort of disintegrated over the years. The attached photo, “Fallen Angel,” is of the headless angel —last year, its head fell off  again, this time while it was on the tree.
-Clare White





Christmas Tradition from my German Childhood

18 01 2009

In my childhood in Germany, we began the Christmas season with the celebration of advent and the lightning of the candles. We sang Advent (not Christmas) songs and ate homemade cookies and Christstollen, a traditional seasonal bakery. On Dec 5, we placed our shoes outside our doors and found them filled with treats the next morning left by, we believed, St. Nikolaus. My parents put up a real evergreen tree on Dec 24. There were real candles on the tree. As decorations, my family usually used ornaments made of straw. In the advent weeks, we crafted the ornaments together as a family. The ornaments are fragile and need frequent replacements. The reason for the straw decorations is that Jesus was placed in a manger and into straw.

As children we believed that presents were delivered by Christchild, not by Santa Claus. On Dec. 24, there was a big secret made of the living room and the door was keptclosed. At one point, a bell rang and we entered the room. This was the first time we saw the tree, the lights and presents. There were also plates with sweets, one for each person. Each year we were awed by the first impression of the Christmas room. We opened presents in order. One year, we began with the youngest child. We each gave our present to the recipient and the presents were opened in front of all others. The next year we began with the oldest one, my dad. On Jan 6, there was a knock at the door and three teenagers dressed as the three wise men offered to bless the house for the next calendar year. They made a sign over the door with chalk. The symbols were left until the next year. After the “three kings” left, the Christmas tree was taken down and the season officially ended.

I am adding a picture of some of my German I have in my home in the USA. You can see the straw decorations, a hand-carved, wooden Christmas pyramid and incense figures. On the lowest level of the pyramid there are candles. When lit, the rising air creates a draft that operates the fan on top. The energy by the fan rotates the three layers. Also, there are little crafted wood figures in which incense sticks are inserted. The smoke then exits out of the mouths of the figures. These wooden decorations are from a region in Germany known as “Erzgebirge”. I am always happy to unwrap my German decorations in the advent season and to recreate a piece of my childhood for my own family. Even though we decorate much earlier than my family, and even though I infuse many American customs in our Christmas and Advent season, the Christmas magic still spreads through our house and family life in the  same way as it did when I was a child.

Fröhliche Weihnachten to you!

- Christel Broady, Ph.D. Associate Professor
Graduate Education