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  • 4 Thursday, January 301997 features (Silt WtsUm (Earolinian sx em *\ J Dear Daphne, I think I'm that guy that that "Suffering" chick called a jerk in the crap I just read. I have a girlfriend whose long-term roommate is a lesbian and yeah I have been joking around with her. I didn't think she'd get upset. Sh**, I thought she'd take it as a compliment. Most guys probably don't show much interest in her. She told you about it all wrong. I care a lot about my girlfriend and wouldn't try to screw it up by trying to get with her roommate. What she said about a threesome is just stupid. Sure, it sounds pretty cool and I did bring it up some with her, but I didn't think she'd take it serious. When she got all upset with me and told me she didn't want anything with either me or my girlfried I figured she was just flipping out. Now she is acting all weird with us and runs out of the room whenever I come over. And Daphne, or whatever your name is, what you told her was totally stupid. Why didn't you think that maybe the guy wasn't always wrong? What do you hate men or something? Sign this letter —You Suck Dear You Suck, First off, I do not hate men. I find many of them quite nice. Also, I apologize for accepting the letter in the last edition as the total truth. You must realize, though, that as an advice columnist, I am only allowed to see at most one-half of the entire picture. I must therefore take what I am given as a reliable version of the truth, unless the person's letter is clearly skewed. My heart still goes out to that young woman who, by your own admission, has endured your disturbing comments. Perhaps you should attempt to look at the situation from her angle. Please try to understand that she does not find your comments amusing. Instead, she clearly finds them hurtful. If you have any regard at all for the friendship your girlfriend shares with her roommate, please stop making these comments and offer the young lady an apology. Take care of yourself. —DD Dear Daphne, Almost a year ago I asked my girlfriend to marry me. We have been planning on getting married when I graduate, which is this May. She'll still have one more year left before she gets her degree. I was real excited about marrying her and so was she. We talked about it a lot and we've made a lot of plans. Her mom will be sending out the invitations real soon. This is all fine with me. But lately she has been talking about dropping out of school once we are married. Before, I thought she planned to finish up her education degree and then get a job teaching. Now she says that she wants to put her time into "making our house a home" and being the best wife she can be. She says that spending the whole year student teaching will be too much on her along with taking care of me and the house. I told her that I would help her out as much as I could and that we are partners in this. What really worries me is that she keeps talking about "the house." We live in a trailer. I have a couple places in mind already to try for a job, but I haven't got one yet. Her parents have always given her everything she has needed and wanted, so I guess she just expects me to do the same. I love her a lot, but how can I tell her that I thought we'd both get jobs and split stuff equally? — What Happened to Equal Rights? Dear Equal, Your fiance is clearly not listening to your message of shared work, both professionally and at home. The fact that she wants to take care of you indicates that she has not faced the reality of the situation. Please sit her down and have a calm discussion in which you, in no uncertain terms, let her know that you are not a person who is incapable of anything other than participation in the professional world. Tell her that you are quite able to take care of yourself and that you expect her to do the same. Also, inform her of your shaky financial ground and that she will be expected to be a financially contributing member of the household. In this modern world, both spouses need to have marketable skills. Since the young lady is so far along in her schooling, she should finish her degree so that she will be able to find professional work. If she refuses to face the situation realistically, you may need to reconsider your impending marriage. Take care of yourself. —DD S//ie opi/tio/ii eaqozeued 61/ 3)eat £Da/?A/ic ate not ncewmziA/ tftojte of t/ie c?/fe)/b?t// (Szw/tff/a//, tfttite to SDeaz £)ap/i/ie <yb t/ze c?fa&e*7 dheafatatn *ft$\£&ox 66, Gd/ow/iee C/V6, 28723, Rain Crowe and Watkins Perform at Blue Square NATHAN MARSHBURN STAFF WRITER "Is everybody in?" Thomas Rain Crowe asked, repeating a line Jim Morrison often screamed to begin a concert. He stood calm and erect, dressed all in black. At his side sat Nan Watkins, a mistress of the night with long, silver hair. The murmurs of conversation in the small dining room ceased. The "boat ride" over dark and troubled waters was about to begin. Thursday night at the Blue Square Cafe, poet Thomas Rain Crowe and musician Nan Watkins put on a terrific performance combining modern music and verse. Watkins started off by sending out deep, crashing waves of black music as Crowe's voice took you over moonlit cliffs, across valleys and oceans to silted "Cities of Sex." In his first poem, "Overpopulation," he described the steady increase of inhabitants on the earth. "You can see them coming, coming like trains," he said. "All aboard!" Through repetition of power words like "Population Explosion, Population Bomb" he drilled home the message that the world was becoming too crowded. Suddenly the music reached a crescendo as Crowe shouted "Abort! Abort!" The combination of thick imagery and phrases with the resonating tones of a synthesizer produced a chilling effect. It is the only way to go for Crowe. He despises what he calls "drawing board room" poetry readings that put you to sleep. His work comes at you, filled with emotion. Yet it also has an easily discernible message. He likened his work to that of John Trudell, a Native American poet who read at WCU last year. Trudell's lyrics are full of rage, but he carefully explains his anger through lectures on how America has shafted so many people. "Don't trust anyone who isn't angry" is Trudell's theme. Taking care of mother earth and enjoying her pleasures is what Crowe focuses on. One of the poems he read is a variation of the 23rd Psalm, substituting the divinity of God with the all encompassing power of the earth. "The earth is my body, I shall not want." "Slow down!" was another point Crowe made in his reading. "At fifty miles per hour the butterfly on the rose by the side of the road is as invisible as a wish for the answer to prayers. As you run through your best years watching the road... Faster than the speed of life." A couple of times Crowe took a break and Nan Watkins performed solo. She used shots of percussion to startle, along with various grinding echos, but none of her work could be described as dissonant. She arpeggiated tones beautifully, some so high and long and sad that Jim Morrison would have called them "the scream of the butterfly." Her music was dark and frightening, "the blood of the stars," as Crowe said. You were alone when you heard her music. No one felt it but you. At one point Watkins tapped high frequency morse code, thickening the sense you were in a dark and desolate space. But then Crowe and Watkins brought you back. The second to last poem of the night, "Unlearning to Dance," was of love. Crowe proclaimed he was through with his "love of suffering." He was going to take his woman and "disappear into the side of her body." Through her he would carry on a "magnificent affair with the wind." He spoke mystically of her beauty and her power. "Outside, with her body, she is teaching the world to dance!" The last poem of the night was entitled "Peace Will Come." Crowe's voice rang out triumphantly in synchronization with the music, promising that one day the evils of the world will cease: "When the selfish are escorted away/ and Christ comes, but to stay... Peace will come," he ended confidently, "peace will come." Thomas Rain Crowe has several books in print. He has read his work to large audiences all over the country, including the San Francisco International Poetry Festival. For three-and-a-half years he lived a life of self-sufficiency on the Green River in Polk County, N.C. Living without electricity and "at the pace of Nature," he calls this one of the great learning periods of his life. Nan Watkins also has some of her work recorded and for sale. Both artists live around Cullowhee, and Watkins works in Hunter Library. On Wednesday, February 5th, Kathryn Stripling Byer will read at the Blue Square. She is WCU's poet-in- residence and a professor in the English department. I I I I I I I Nomad, WCU s arts and literature publication, has extended its deadline to Feb. 1. Submit 2 copies (one anonymous and one uiith name and phone #') of your creatiue uiritten works to the Enylish Dept. Office. #" J* -000" -THREE STAR *■ mweeW-' *f Tickets a^ On Sale Now! v. it'1' i PRIMESfrieT PRE^N h Night 2^%; tCVar* Terr FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 7 • 7:30 PM WCU • RAMSEY CENTER Tickets Available At The Ramsey Center Box Office Participating Retail Outlets Charge Tickets By Phone: (704) 227-7722 For More Info. Call (704) 227-7677 An LMP Presentation
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