By Jake Jones

Everything is coming together for the first annual Michiana Dance for the Homeless (MDH), which will be held on Saturday, April 19, at noon until noon on Sunday in the Student Activities Center (SAC) at the IU South Bend campus. The dance is an event for IUSB students, as well as the whole community.

The executive team in charge of putting the event together consists of Executive Chair Aleah Wilburn who is a Senator of the IU South Bend Student Government Association (SGA), Ivan Blount, President of the Student Body, Teresa Santos, Secretary of the SGA, Jacqueline Kronk, Director of Development and PR at the Center for the Homeless, Whitney Nickle, Events Coordinator at Center for the Homeless, and Anne McGraw, Director of Development at IU South Bend. All of whom overlook the 10 planning committees, which consist of members of the SGA, the Center for the Homeless and students at IU South Bend.

During the dance the participants must be on their feet for 24 hours doing one of the many activities planned, including listening to the live band, learning new dances from a dance team, participating in the talent show, playing basketball among other activities that have not yet been finalized. All food and drinks for the participants will be provided during the dance.

In order to participate in the Michiana Dance for the Homeless, it is necessary to raise money for the Center for the Homeless through pledges or donations. College students need to raise $250 in order to participate and members of the community as well as high school students must raise $100 to participate. All donations must be done through the fundraising committee, specifics for which can be found at www.danceforthehomeless.com. The Center for the Homeless relies on private donors and fundraising events like the Michiana Dance for the Homeless for 85% of their funding.

The event will be advertised, sponsored and covered by multiple Federated Media radio stations such as 103.9 The Bear, 95.3 WAOR, B100 100.7, and Power 95.7. Advertising is scheduled to begin in February. Regarding the Michiana Dance for the Homeless and her involvement Aleah Wilburn said, “I have a passion for doing charity events. I am focusing my energy on trying to establish an opportunity for students to come together where they can experience student life.” Wilburn urges the student body to get involved with the Michiana Dance for the Homeless in order to ensure that it is a huge success for the community and IU South Bend.

Further information and updates can be found at www.danceforthehomeless.com.

By Naoko Fujimoto 

On the way back to America with two extremely heavy suitcases, a backpack, paper bag, and a certain-sized plastic bag for toiletries, I took an eleven hour plane ride from Japan.  At Customs, I carried luggage more than my weight—instant miso soups, my mother’s handmade beans, favorite chocolate sweets, green tea, new clothes, and tons of Japanese novels—I seemed to live in a jungle using a microwave and reading books. 

At the entrance of America, I took off my jacket, shoes, belt, hat, and other accessories.  I felt a wanting for music and a pole but I had never shown the feeling on my face.  A security officer took my toothpaste from my plastic bag.  I explained to her that it was Japanese toothpaste, and she said, “I know what it is.”  My nearly empty toothpaste completed its mission by diving into the trashcan for the sake of the world peace. 

I wished that the officer took my hand-cream instead.  The toothpaste was nearly empty but I could have used it for more than 5 days.  My budget for new toothpaste was planned in late January.  But, it was not only about my budget.  The toothpaste was perfect—fluoride, some blue beads, and fresh mint flavor—it was for my mouth’s happiness; perhaps, halitosis.  I must have the toothpaste.  When I arrived at the airport in South Bend, I might have had greeting kisses on the cheek or a romantic moment between my non-brushed teeth and the final destination. 

At the Detroit International Airport, there is a long, magical tunnel between the main building of the international flights and domestic flights.  The tunnel is decorated with colorful fluorescent lights.  The background music is like that of a romantic comedy movie—a young woman, who has her first business trip, coincidentally bumps into a young entrepreneur.  Of course, her documents fly out her briefcase and his coffee is spilled on her shirt.  In their eyes, passion sparks but she has to leave for her connecting flight.  He keeps her lost article, a nice fountain pen, and walks in a different direction of hers.  Somehow a manager at the airport helps them to meet again—this kind of background music is always in the tunnel.  I walk through the tunnel every winter break; however, I had not bumped into a young entrepreneur, but my backpack wheels always get stuck on the escalator in the tunnel. 

In this trip, a young man was in hot pursuit after me through the tunnel before I brushed my teeth.  When I walked on the electrical esplanade, he screamed, “Hey, you! Wait, young lady!”  I guessed that the young lady was supposed to mean myself but I usually try not to talk to strangers who scream.  In addition, I did not want to talk anyone until I got my new toothpaste.  But he kept running toward me.  I felt insecure and frightened. 

If I had lost my confidence, I might have been dangerously in trouble, so I quickly walked through the tunnel in the bright lights.  There were a few people in the tunnel.  They just looked forward to their destinations, so they did not care about others.  My heart beat quickened and I sweated.  When I thought that the security booth was close, the guy grabbed my shoulder. I was caught. 

He did not ask for my phone number or name, but we walked together to the gate for South Bend, and his gate was close by.  “Don’t lose your belt,” said the guy when we waved each other farewell.  After the security point stripped my belongings, I probably did not wear my belt properly.  I lost the belt at some point in the tunnel, and the guy was chasing me with the perfect romantic comedy music and the belt. 

I did not know if there was a manager who would be a cupid between the guy and me.  If I had my toothpaste, I would have had more confidence to ask for his name.  Perhaps, my confiscated toothpaste was the cupid, but it had a mission for saving world peace, not for my romance.  My first purchase in America was dentist recommended toothpaste, I would have had more confidence to ask for his name.  Perhaps, my confiscated toothpaste was the cupid, but it had a mission for saving world peace, not for my romance.  My first purchase in America was dentist recommended toothpaste.   

By Brandi Miller

The most important relationship in your life is not the romantic one or the relationship you have with your family. It isn’t with co-workers, or a mentor. In life it’s often hard to find a friend that you can tell anything to, things that others cannot understand or things that most people will judge you for. If you are lucky, you will find a best friend sometime in your life who you can tell all of this to, one who you can call night or day, and know that he or she will be there for you, no matter what.

Best friends are there for you and you for them, through all the good and bad. They’re the ones that hold your hand when you are down, give you their last beer (or for the ladies- tampon), watch your back when you say too much in the wrong place, or dry your tears when your own relationship does the inevitable crash and burn. They will sit up with you all night dissecting the entire span of your “doomed from the beginning” love affair and agree with you that none of it was your fault, it was all the other person’s and you are much better off without them.

When you meet a new person and become a couple you want to spend as much time together as possible. You can’t seem to get enough of that new guy or girl and think about them constantly. It often seems to those around you that you put everyone else in your life on hold. This is fine to do as long as it is a temporary hold and not a hold that stretches over months and months because some resentment may begin to build up and sour your friendship which may cause irreparable damage.

Friends rely on each other for support and companionship and they need at least a little attention in this beautiful and awe inspiring time of your life (you know, the time you have with a new love before finding out all of the annoying little habits that they hid while in the wooing stage?). Yes, of course your friends are happy for you, but if you neglect them for too long, those old friendships will begin to wither and die like that houseplant you forgot to water for weeks on end.

 It’s very important to find a balance between a new romantic relationship and the friendships you cherish. Don’t take it for granted that those friends will automatically be there for you after you repeatedly break plans with them, or stop answering the phone when they call because you are with your new squeeze (even though you answer each and every time he or she calls when you are with your friends). Always make time for your friends; do the things you have always done with them because they need you as much as you need them and that friendship was as important to them as it was to you. If you don’t keep up with them who will be there for you when that new guy or girl you thought was so perfect ended up being the worst mistake of your life and you need a shoulder to cry on? Friends and houseplants can both be replaced with fake ones, but the real ones are the best kind and sometimes a truly good one is hard to find.   

Atonement: A Review

February 27, 2008

By Rob O’Connor

 

Atonement is the jewel in the crown of one of the greatest years for film in recent history.  It just won the Golden Globe for Best Motion Picture (Drama), and rightfully so. In terms of acting, writing and cinematography, it is flawless. And I say without a hint of hyperbole that it is the best movie made in the past three years.

 

Atonement is the story of a young girl named Bryony, who alters the futures of her older sister, played by Keira Knightley (Pirates of the Caribbean), and her lover, played by James McAvoy (The Last King of Scotland), when she accuses him of raping her cousin. The first half of the story is told by juxtaposing her perspective during the fateful evening with that of her older sister. The two points of view are masterly interwoven in a manner that almost begs to be compared to Kurosawa’s masterpiece, Rashomon. The story then takes the main characters through World War II as star-crossed lovers, Knightly and McAvoy attempt to make a future together despite their sordid past, and Bryony attempts to atone for her sins.

 

When watching Atonement, one of the first things that leaps out at you is how beautifully it is shot. Director Joe Wright painstakingly composed and choreographed each shot, and it comes through on the screen. One scene, in particular, on the beach as the British army is waiting to be evacuated from France, is the kind of scene that film school wet dreams are made of. Wright’s style, which seems inspired by, and almost rivals that of Ang Lee or Terrence Malick, is quite deliberate, and each shot seems almost like a portrait in its painstaking composition.

 

Knightly seems to be maturing as an actress, and puts in a great performance. However, the one who steals most of the scenes is McAvoy, who has finally been given a vessel in which to prove that he is possibly the most talented newcomer in Hollywood.

 

From start to finish, Atonement is near perfect at every turn. It should be on the short list for the Oscar for Best Motion Picture, and after nabbing the top honor at the Golden Globe, it is the heavy favorite to win.

 

Grade: A

By Qixin “Kevin” Wang  It is definitely cool if you want to rescue yourself from things that bother, especially on campus. That’s why I hit the Grille and caught a piece of “solid acoustic sound as well as a sultry, unforgettable voice,” as is described on http://www.jessicasonner.com. Jessica Sonner played on campus on January 15, and took control of the audience’s feelings.

Sonner grew up in Denver, moved to Indiana, and got a degree in music business from Anderson University. She started touring the country with her guitar and has just finished her second album. The musician has been devoting her heart to singing to people who share their feelings with her through her music. That’s why you might get your heart captured. At this moment, your mind might even be rescued from annoying papers and rent. Sonner’s distinctive voice and fantastic songs convince you that her hooks are on the spot, and you will probably sing along after your first listen.

Currently, she is bringing her voice to several places in Illinois and Indiana.So if you’ve got a chance, and want to rescue your soul a little bit more, don’t miss it.

For more information, visit http://www.myspace.com/jessicasonner and http://www.jessicasonner.com

 

Analecta Open Mic Night

February 27, 2008

By Vince Bauters

The creative writers of IU South Bend have been meeting consistently since the end of last spring semester. Since May, 2007, the poets and fiction writers have convened in state parks, coffee shops, and homes to share creative works and workshop each other’s pieces. These dedicated writers have become the nucleus for creative writing at IU South Bend. Slowly gaining in number, and perhaps even in force.

This little nameless group of writers is just one example of how creative writing at IU South Bend has gained both momentum and focus. In addition to this band of writers, there is also an English Club, which selects book to read and discuss as a group, as well as attend various literary readings in the Northern Indiana area.

The creative writers of IU South Bend have lately been preparing for the latest staging of their talents and accomplishments. On January 17, at 6:30 p.m. in the Third Floor Lounge in Wiekamp Hall there will be an Open Mic. This Open Mic is being hosted in support of the Analecta, IU South Bend’s literary journal. Participants may stop by the lounge and read their poetry, short fiction, non-fiction, and drama pieces. Participants are reminded that this event is for creative writing not stand up comedy or musical performances, etc. Participants, whether they read their work or not, will have the chance to submit their creative writing to Analecta editors, and be considered for the 2008 Analecta.

This is a great opportunity to meet other creative writers, while at the same time submitting your work to the Analecta. In addition, you can have the thrill of reading your works to an eager audience, or simply listening and being inspired by the writings of others.

This is a one night event and perfect chance to submit your work. Submissions for the Analecta will be open until February 1st (the same deadline for the Lester M. Wolfson Poetry Award & English Department Writing Awards Contest). After February 1st, submissions will be closed. However, don’t wait that long! Come by January 17, and submit your work to the Analecta then.

Anonymous Submission

Want a good example of how absurdly narcissistic younger generations are? Just look at the amount of boring question and answer type bulletins people post on MySpace. It’s horrible that people take the time to fill those out, but it’s even worse that they expect non-stalkers to be interested in what they do before going to bed, or what their favorite kind of hair gel is. In the face of such drooling ignorance, I decided to waste time in a slightly more entertaining way by responding in my own fashion to one of the thousands of tedious posts that I receive.

[01] Do you still have feelings for your ex?
*shiver* Yes, it’s called post-traumatic stress disorder.

[02] Have you ever been given roses?
No, but I’ve also never been given herpes. I say that’s breaking even.

[03] What are your favorite romantic movies?
Stuff like Meet Joe Black and Titanic… Just kidding, it’s porn.

[04] How many times have you honestly been in love?
What do you mean “honestly”? If I lie to girls about being in love, why wouldn’t I lie to a moronic Q and A form?  

[05] Do you believe that everyone has a soul-mate?
Only if I thought that “love” was something more than an evolutionary trait meant to facilitate the continuation of our genes, and if I believed in a “soul.”

Uhhh…sorry. I meant to say that unicorns are real, angels are looking over us, and that “Free Willy” was a true story.

[06] Have you ever had your heart broken?
Yes. That might have something to do with the way I answered the previous question.

[07] Your thoughts on online or long distance relationships?
You know what else is online? Porn.

[08] Have you ever seen a friend as more than a friend?
Yes. I saw them as an idiot.

[09] How many kids do you want to have?
Zero. I don’t care what you say about your “precious miracle,” children are God’s way of kicking you in the face.

[10] What is your favorite color(s)Red! That’s the color of a barn! Derrr…*drool*…[11] What are your views on gay marriage?
Jerry Falwell probably thought that Tinky Winky presides over gay marriages in hell, and I always try to think the opposite of what he did.

[11] Do you believe you truly only love once?
I love about three times a day. More if I can find a free bathroom.

[12] Imagine you’re 79 & your spouse just died, would you re-marry?
Maybe, once the murder investigation is over.

By Brandi Miller 

It has been acceptable for a man to date a younger woman for many years, but for a woman to date a younger man? That has been taboo until recently; yet, there are still some who feel it is totally wrong—she’s robbing the cradle, there’s something wrong with her, etc. After all, if you have seen The Graduate, Mrs. Robinson was a sultry, slightly disturbed vixen who wouldn’t leave poor Benjamin alone. Women have often been portrayed as such in other films about this subject even though there are scores of films in which the man is much older than the woman and it is not given a second thought. James, Bond anyone?

Women who date younger men are called cougars; it’s called robbing the cradle, tadpoling, or babysitting. If a man dates a younger woman he’s seen as smooth, accomplished, a player—not a weirdo as women are.

What’s the big deal about an age difference? Most men never mature after the age of 24 or 25 anyway, might as well date them when they are actually that age so you are pretty much guaranteed to have a good time without the fears of a heart attack or stroke. Plus they are easier to train when they are young. Can’t teach an old dog a new trick, might have better luck with a puppy! Also, it’s typically difficult to date any man, might as well go for a hot, young one, right? 

Women tend to live longer than men. If a woman’s life expectancy is 80 and a man’s is only 72, what’s so wrong with an eight to 12 year age difference? With women reaching their sexual peak in their early 30s and men in their early 20s it seems like an ideal situation.

Often men in their 20s are looking for older women because women of that age group know what they want and don’t want to play games. They are straightforward, mature and honest, they are often self supportive and have their own lives in addition to wanting their own space, which means they will not suffocate the man in their lives. They can sometimes be somewhat intimidating, and mysterious, and to some young men that’s really sexy.

But yes, there are some problems associated with dating younger men, with ridicule being number one. When “the family” or “the friends” hear about or meet the younger man for the first time, they tend to gossip like old women in a bingo hall; they might be embarrassed and disturbed by the situation. The best thing to do is to show no reaction to their disdain. You are your own person and if you have a happy, healthy relationship you should do what makes you feel good. You are both adults and can make your own decisions. You also should never apologize or make excuses for your actions. It’s not as if you killed their dog or burned their house down.

There are some important things you need to remember when dating a younger man. The first and most important is to keep an open mind and a good sense of humor. You are going to be the hot topic of conversation and jokes until something better comes along, and depending on the actual number of years the age difference is—that could be a long, long time. The next thing is to always remember that age is just a number. You are as old as you feel. They say that 35 is now the new 25. People feel younger, act younger and live longer. So live it up!  The final thing to remember is to be honest with yourself and that man in your life. Don’t lie about your age, and don’t try to be comfortable if you really are not. Take it slow and easy and have fun. If you have a problem, as with any relationship, talk it out. You’re only young once.

Or twice.  

 

By Talia Reed

 

Society has its ideas of what motherhood looks like; we get them from television commercials, magazine covers, and our own naïve misconceptions. And then there is Postpartum Depression, an element of motherhood that is seldom glamorized, unless of course we’re talking about Andrea Yates. Adrienne Martini’s memoir, Hillbilly Gothic: A Memoir of Madness and Motherhood, is an exploration of her own misconceptions as they collide head-on with the real thing. Despite the incredible genetic disposition (“My family has a grand tradition. After a woman gives birth, she goes mad.”), Martini thinks she will escape this fateful progeny, and like motherhood, mental illness too has its misconceptions. Having a college education and a liberal political outlook on life doesn’t keep one from being sequestered to the inside of a psyche ward, if need be:

Here is where my maternal great-grandmother abandoned her three children.  Here is where my maternal grandmother went quietly mad.  Here is where my uncle came home from Vietnam, put his gun to his head, and killed himself.  And here is where my mother met my father, and then escaped the geography but not the heredity.  Years later I would be back in the same scenery, if a few miles farther south.  The irony is not lost. 

A tradition of new mothers who plan on delivering in the traditional hospital is to purchase a new pair of pajamas or a nightgown to wear in the hospital, as opposed to the hospital gown, and as she is embarking on her glorious new life as a mother, flowing with life-giving milk and joy, she will look even more the part in something cotton and maternal. Martini’s new pajamas never made it to the delivery room:

I’d initially bought them to wear after having the baby.  They seemed perfect for the Maternity ward, cheerful and motherly.  I even made sure they had a top with buttons on it, so that I could easily access my breasts.  I had not got the chance to wear them, until now, where they just look wrong.

 

Martini doesn’t hesitate to verbalize the unspeakable, unthinkable doubts that must cross the mind of every mother at some point of the mother-transformation, such as the feelings of inferiority when very little seems natural, and then one becomes amazed that this is the process that has sustained the human race. And then there is that complex bonding process, not to mention that eyes looking upon you for evidence to support their own ideas of motherhood.

With a mix of serious and humorous, Martini allows us to laugh and learn along with her.  She shares all the shocking moments with the reader:

Jeff asked if I wanted to know why he was here. 

‘Sure,’ I said. ‘But only if you want to tell me.’

‘I threatened to kill my ex-girlfriend and her new husband.  Jesus told me to do.’ ‘Good to know,’ I said.  And left it at that.

 

Eventually she gets it: “…I know the reward.  I understand why people wax rhapsodic about having kids.  I get it now.”  And while her journey doesn’t end, she does ride into the sunset a new person.

By Talia Reed 

Thanks to technology, going to the opera is much like going to the movies. Actually, going to the New York Metropolitan Opera and sitting in seats so close that you can see the expressions on the performers’ faces, as well as the fingers of the flutists can be done simply by purchasing tickets from the University of Notre Dame’s DeBartolo Performing Arts Center, or even Movies 14 in Mishawaka.              

Expanding on last year’s initiative to make the opera more accessible to aficionados as well as to those unfamiliar with the opera, the second season of Metropolitan Opera: Live in HD has begun and continues on Saturday, February 16, with Puccini’s Manon Lescaut, conducted by James Levine and starring Finnish soprano Karita Mattila and tenor Marcello Giordani.

Aside from the excellent view of the close-up shots and fraction-of-the-price tickets, HD viewers get the added entertainment when the curtain falls between scenes because the camera often remains behind that curtain, onstage with the crew as the set is changed, as was the case in Gounod’s Romeo et Juliet, the first performance of the season on December 15.  Anna Netrebko, who plays Juliet, was seen climbing the steps to her balcony. Roberto Alagna whisks off to his dressing room, sucking down a bottle of water.  Words such as “places, please!” are heard loud and clear, and Isabel Leonard, who, playing the role of Stéphano, practices a sword fight with a Capulet, and both must scurry off. After the marriage ceremony scene, the candid Netrebko runs offstage, pausing a moment to make a humorous face into the camera—certainly a frivolity unexpected in the posh opera house.            

 Nancy Kommers of South Bend gets her regular opera fix from the Lyric Opera of Chicago, but after viewing the Met’s HD she has gained a new perspective, “We’re thinking of not even going to Chicago anymore. With all of the hassle and added expense of traveling, what is there to gain?”              

With ticket prices ranging from $15 to $22, Jim Long and Will Hayes, both of Baroda, Michigan, who have in the past listened to the radio broadcasts, traveled the short distance on December 15 to gain the visual experience of the Romeo et Juliet performance. Both agree that their tickets are the best deal in town. Long says, “It’s hard to get to New York, and while nothing compares to a live performance, this is equally worth it.” They plan on traveling back to South Bend to see at least a few more HD Met shows before the end of the season.              

Tickets can be purchased online at performingarts.nd.edu for the Browning Cinema or at www.cinemark.com for the Movies 14 theatre in Mishawaka.