30 September, 2008

curses....

Thanks to the inherent laziness of FedEx and/or UPS, none of the record stores in Iowa City get their new releases on time :P

So I have no new Ben Folds to listen to tonight. Meh. I have it reserved and I'll pick it up tomorrow.

The next few days might be kind of silent around here. Things are picking up with some of my classes and I need to take care of some script writing for the tv shows that I'm working on. 

There's plenty of soda and snacks in the fridge and some money on the counter if you want to order some pizza later. Don't stay up too late or watch too much TV. If you need me call me (do not actually do this).

much respect
josh

injustices...

Although yesterday wasn't the best of days for me from a financial standpoint (today's not looking a whole hell of a lot better), some unfortunate happenings to those close to me really puts that stuff in perspective.

A friend of mine going to college near Boston managed to fall and split her head, for which she had to get stitches. The bad thing about her fall is that she is possibly the nicest person I've ever met. She worked tirelessly with my friends and I on the Des Moines 48-Hour Film Project, for which I am eternally grateful. Get well, Brianna.

Secondly, another student from SE Polk (a high school near Des Moines) was killed yesterday. It's been a hard year for that school. There were several suicides last year, one just a few weeks ago, and now this. In my experience, Southeast Polk students are perhaps the friendliest in the Metro area and it is a horrible shame that these kinds of things keep happening to them.

I hate to come off all morose and depressing, but I'm just grateful to have the people that I do surrounding me and for the support base that I have firmly in place.

The record store opens in about 45 minutes, so I think I'm going to go buy the new Ben Folds CD today. Keep your eyes open over the next few days for a review.

much respect
josh

29 September, 2008

A wonderful afternoon

A few days ago, a friend and I were talking about an article from a news journal that he had to read for his introductory "Film Survey" course here at the University of Iowa. The 20-page article argued and maintained that movies, television, and other entertainment media exist with the primary intent of not just distracting us from our surroundings, but distorting our surroundings. The argument claimed that it is a result of television and films that we act the way we do, profile others the way some do, and by the things that we so frequently buy.

He and I both took major exception to that, especially on the film side of the argument. While it certainly is true that said media shape our lives (in both positive and negative ways), the article insisted that such influence was a threat to the world's cultures. Such an argument is silly. If the nukes don't kill us, the hurricanes will, and if they don't, Sarah Palin will. Degradation of the world's cultures is relatively low on the list of "threats to our well-being." 

The funny thing is, I couldn't help but agree with certain points of the article today. I went over to my girlfriend's dorm this afternoon to watch "When Harry Met Sally," which is a magnificent movie. If you haven't seen it, you really ought to. It was really quite simple. We sat on her futon, ate popcorn and M&Ms and watched this great movie. And for that brief time, the world didn't matter. We just sat there holding each other. No distractions from the distraction.

When the movie ended, she turned off the DVD-player and switched the TV back over to cable. As she flipped through channels, she stumbled upon CNN, just as the stock markets were closing for the day. The ticker at the bottom of the screen prominently displayed "CONGRESS DOES NOT PASS $700bn BAILOUT, DOW JONES PLUMMETS 777 POINTS." And then reality came back.

Don't get me wrong, I'm glad the bailout initiative failed. I think there are better and more responsible ways to deal with our current economic crisis than cutting a blank check for the guys who run Wall Street, many of whom encouraged unbelievably risky investments.

Nevertheless, as a result of the failed initiative, the stock markets posted their largest single-day loss in years. I lost over $2,000 in stock money on this day alone. Others got it much worse. The US Dollar also took quite the hit, which should also present itself as bad news to the college kid trying to study abroad in England two years from now. This was a historical and disastrous day for our economy (we all knew it would be).

But forgive me if I don't really give a damn. I know I probably should. I did, after all, just lose $2,000 in college funds. But none of that mattered to me today. My primary concerns for the day were spending some quality time with my girlfriend, doing some laundry, and taking care of a few odds-and-ends with my writing. 

So maybe, in a limited sense, that article was right. Maybe movies and TV do distract us. Today made that abundantly clear to me. What was also made abundantly clear to me is that at times like these, those distractions are pretty nice. For a guy having just lost two grand and observing a collapse in my country's economy, I had one of the better days today than I've had in a long time.

much respect
josh

28 September, 2008

Some Nerve.

There's just one thing I've got to say to now former University of Iowa VP of Student Services Phillip Jones.

Mr. Jones, you have got some nerve.

For those who haven't followed the case, a female UI student was allegedly sexually assaulted by two Hawkeye football players on the night of October 14, 2007. Shortly after the incident, the victim reported the incident to her RA, who reported it to the office of Student Services (Jones' department). 

The logical thing for Jones and the Student Services Department to have done would have been to report the case to the police. For whatever reason (protecting the reputation of an already disreputable football team), the department deliberately chose not to involve either the Iowa City or the University Police.

This is only the first mistake Mr. Jones made. Between the time of the alleged assault and the reporting of the assault, the victim was confronted and threatened with violence or worse by two other UI football players. When Jones learned of this, he once again had the chance to introduce police involvement to the case. 

He did not.

The only action taken by Jones' against anyone involved in the incident was the sending of two letters to the football players who made threats against the alleged victim.

At least they were stern letters, right? Right, Jonesy?

Not so much. Jones' letters were nothing more than copies of the UI's anti-retaliation policy. Furthermore, there was no follow-up with the harassers or their family, in any form, written or otherwise.

When this was all revealed and mulled over before the Iowa State Board of Regents, it's no surprise that many were calling for the immediate ousting of Jones. 

What is a surprise is that Jones feels he's done nothing wrong. Not only did he turn down a chance to resign his post honorably, offered to him by UI President Mason, but he is now suing the university for wrongful termination.

As I was saying, Jonesy, you have some nerve.

Jones' argument for his unemployment stems from the fact that the entire case was handled informally, a decision that Jones himself may have had a part in. As such, Jones' actions were not subject to any standard guidelines usually in place for a sexual assault investigation. Therefore, Jones didn't break any rules. By his reasoning, he didn't do anything wrong.

It's obvious that Jones never intended to be a logician. Although it is true that the entire incident was handled unofficially and therefore was not subject to any strict guidelines, Jones can't seem to wrap his head around the fact that a woman was sexually assaulted and he, from a strictly moral standpoint, did not give her the justice she deserved.

He had a chance after he was told of the assault to involve the police.

He did not.

He had a chance to involve the police after learning of the victim's harassment at the hands of two other football players.

He sent the harassers a letter (and a far from stern one at that).

He had a chance to stand before the university, admit his wrongdoings, and leave his position with some remaining dignity.

He refused.

While Phillip Jones may have felt that he got the short end of the stick, I personally feel that he got off easy. His reaction to this case is scarily similar to several 2002 incidents, where Jones sent several stern letters to the parents of students found to be in possession of alcohol. 

So humor me, Jonesy, how is that even close to acceptable? 

Is it a mortal sin that college kids like to get drunk? Not really. Were Jones' actions over the line? Absolutely not. This is an example of a perfectly reasonable response.

The main difference is that no one had their lives drastically altered in those incidents. An innocent woman was sexually assaulted and threatened with further assault if she told anyone of her unfortunate encounter. A letter, stern or not, is not an acceptable form of punishment. 

So congratulations, Jones. You have successfully undone years of work to build up the reputation of this great university and its compassion for its students. You have acted in the most apathetic of manners to an innocent young woman who had her life drastically changed last October. You have shown no regard for what is expected of your position, the bare minimum apparently suffices in your opinion.

Good bye, Phillip Jones, former VP of Student Services for the University of Iowa. 

Good luck with that little lawsuit of yours.I'm sure the judge will agree that there wasn't a single damn thing you could have done. 

Furthermore, have fun explaining this situation to the other universities who are considering employing you, I'm sure this will be one hell of a story for them.

Finally, thank you for being such a wonderful representative of our university. Thanks to you, our administration has reached a new level of shameless.

You have some nerve, Phillip. Good bye and good riddance.

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Thanks to the Daily Iowan for sources.

much respect
josh

27 September, 2008

Fight, Fight, Fight for Iowa

As a casual fan of football and sports in general, I went to the Iowa Hawkeyes v. Northwestern Panthers game today. Good God, what a depressing game. 

The hawks led for quite some time before blowing it, giving up three straight touchdowns to Northwestern and losing 22-17. :P Hopefully it'll get better as the season goes on, but I'm kind of mad that my tuition goes to pay Kirk Ferentz's salary (he's the second-highest paid coach in the Big Ten, behind only BCS Championship-winning Ohio State coach Jim Tressel). It's really a shame that he is so highly paid, considering he can't get his team to a bowl game as of recently... 

I might do some more research to figure out why Iowa is still so reluctant to fire a guy who runs a football team of drunkies and thieves (among other things) that couldn't get to a January bowl game if their life depended on it.

Oh well, though. C'est la vie, I guess.

SHAMELESS PLUG: Watch UITV tomorrow starting at 8pm to see the 2008 season premiere of SVP (Student Video Productions). A lot of my friends and I have been involved with this, so if you live in Iowa City, sit on your ass and watch some TV tomorrow night.

much respect
josh 

26 September, 2008

Firestarter (an attempt at creative writing)

this was already posted on my facebook, but here it is for enhanced reading pleasure (that sounds dirty).

Firestarter

Sprint.
Sprint from the scene like the coward you are.

Don't bother pulling the fire alarm or even turning out the lights as you leave.

For that matter, turn everything on.

Turn on the TV.
Turn on the radio.
Turn on the blender, vacuum cleaner, fans, iron, and furnace.
Turn on every goddamn light.

Let the cacophonous roar drown out everything.
Let the light grow so bright that you can't see your reflection anymore.
Let the sounds grow so loud, those lights so bright that you can't think,
you can't speak,
you
can't
even
breathe.

You remember.
It's obvious that you do.
You have chosen to forget.
Forget the words you said.
The words you thought you meant.
The promises you thought you would keep.
You set it aflame only to let it burn.

You have more than the means, motive, and opportunity to watch your work.
You have the temptation.
You turn away, however.
You run away, however.
You sprint.

So turn it all on.
Put the distortion on high.
Let the
TV,
radio,
blender,
vacuum cleaner,
fans,
iron,
furnace,
and every single one of those goddamn lights
Block.
It.
Out.

Let the flame from one of your little matches grow to the point of inferno. Pretend that you don't know it won't eventually burn you.

What would they think of you?
If they knew what you did.
If they knew you lit the match.
If they knew you burned it to the ground as you oh-so-deceitfully intended to do.

Good thing you will never know.
You will never know what they think.
Between the flame,
the cacophony,
the blinding light,
and your righteous self-satisfaction,

How could you?
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Good? No Good? Please comment.

much respect,
josh

First Post!

Thank you for reading my blog. This is the first post. As a reward for your desire to come here, please enjoy a video. 

To preface this video, this is the first episode of "Wormhole Wastrels," for which I am a writer and voice actor (btw, I'm the red one in the middle, if you couldn't tell). The show will be premiering this Sunday at 10:21pm on UITV (Channel 4) in Iowa City. If you happen to live in the area, I suggest watching it. If not, just watch it now on YouTube. I'm going to try and keep this blog updated fairly regularly. If you have any comments or suggestions for what you might wanna see here, feel free to send me an email at Joshua-Messer@uiowa.edu

much respect
josh