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OPINIONS
slam Vs The West: Round 2
Left Overs
Iain Reeve, OP Columnist
h what a glorious day! With Mr.
McCullough off spreading his
ctazy ideas in Europe, and per-
haps even having fun like a normal
person, I have free rein to spread my nutty
left-wing agenda. Well, actually I have
nothing too nutty to talk about this issue,
just a simple little idea called racial toler-
ance.
As you all now know, on July 7, during
the G8 conference in Scotland, a series of
bombs were detonated in quick succes-
in the transit lines of London.
Fifty-two were killed, hundreds more
sion
were injured. Two weeks later there was
another attempted bombing, which fortu-
nately failed when the devices did not
explode. I could spend some time here
talking about the implications of the
bombings, or spend a whole article talking
about why this type of violence is unac-
ceptable no matter what the justification.
I would, however, prefer to focus on
another issue.
After the New York terrorist attacks in
2001 were revealed to be the work of
Muslim extremists belonging to the group
al Qaida, there were massive shockwaves
throughout the US, including huge out-
pourings of hate and discrimination by
citizens and politicians alike. Hate crimes
were carried out against both factions of
the Muslim community and those who
“appeared” to be Muslim. This included
eight murders, which police linked to
attack backlash.
Talk in the US government was also
ripe with discrimination and misunder-
standing about both the nature and
teachings of Islam. Worst of all was the
right-wing media and pundits, led by the
likes of Anne Coulter, who on September
12, delivered her now infamous comment,
“We should invade their countries, kill
8 | www.theotherpress.ca
their and convert them to
Christianity.’ Spoken like a true imperial-
ist. Granted, Coulter is an extreme
example, but many of the more moderate
leaders,
views were not too far off in their
extreme nature.
I am happy to say that, to a large
degree, reactions have not been the same
in Britain. One of the first things I saw on
the news about the bombings was a press
conference by British officials, including
the head of Scotland Yard and the transit
chief. When asked by a rather moronic
reporter if any Islamic group was believed
to be responsible for the attacks, the head
of Scotland Yard was quick to shoot him
down. He said something about that
being a ridiculous question as it was far
too early to know. He stated that there
should be no connection drawn between
Islam and violence. He also stated that
Islam is a faith that encourages peace, not
violence, and that anyone who links it
with violence is severely misguided. He is
completely right. Thankfully, this is the
line that has been followed by the British
government and much of the British
press.
Tony Blair seems committed to engag-
ing the moderate Muslim community in
Britain and discouraging hate crimes. He
also has worked to ensure that extremists
will not find a welcome home with those
moderate Muslims who consider extrem-
ists a threat to the country they feel they
belong to. The actions of the US after
September 11 only served to fuel the ter-
rorism they were attempting to fight. By
ostracizing the Muslim community, the
US creates a group within their own coun-
try who will not only remain apathetic to
attacks carried out against the state that
discriminates against them, but may even
become involved themselves.
The Muslim community is on its heels.
Globalization and the mass exportation of
Western values and culture have been
seen by many as a threat. As in all cases
when a culture is threatened, many have
reacted by banding together to perpetuate
their culture peacefully, while others have
turned to violence. And as always, it is eas-
ier to blame religion for ferocious acts
rather than seeing the reality behind it,
that religion is usually used as a justifica-
tion for the acts of the malicious.
Do we ostracize all Christians because
of the Crusades and the Inquisition? Why
then should an entire faith be the target of
discrimination due to the acts of a
deranged few? By attempting to engage
the Muslims in their country, Britain is
taking advantage of the greatest weapon
against extremist terrorism, moderate
believers who see other resolutions.
See ee Ene ee
Colin s Bests
of New West
Colin Miley, Opinions Editor
Best cheap flowers:
Happy Dollar at Sixth and Sixth.
Best processed cheese omelette
for hangover-cure purposes:
Jim’s cafe, across from Starbucks on
Sixth.
Best cuppa Joe:
Americano from Kelly in the main
cafeteria here at Douglas.
Best place to see a ton of crazy
old shit stuffed into a very small
space:
Antiques at 435 Sixth.
Best restaurant to pretend you’re
not actually in New West:
The Orange Room.
Best cheap massage (without
release):
West Coast School of Massage
Therapy on Columbia
Best cheap massage (with
release):
No comment.
Best crack dealer:
td Momma.
August 10/2005
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Deo
ame i
OPINIONS
slam Vs The West: Round 2
Left Overs
Iain Reeve, OP Columnist
h what a glorious day! With Mr.
McCullough off spreading his
ctazy ideas in Europe, and per-
haps even having fun like a normal
person, I have free rein to spread my nutty
left-wing agenda. Well, actually I have
nothing too nutty to talk about this issue,
just a simple little idea called racial toler-
ance.
As you all now know, on July 7, during
the G8 conference in Scotland, a series of
bombs were detonated in quick succes-
in the transit lines of London.
Fifty-two were killed, hundreds more
sion
were injured. Two weeks later there was
another attempted bombing, which fortu-
nately failed when the devices did not
explode. I could spend some time here
talking about the implications of the
bombings, or spend a whole article talking
about why this type of violence is unac-
ceptable no matter what the justification.
I would, however, prefer to focus on
another issue.
After the New York terrorist attacks in
2001 were revealed to be the work of
Muslim extremists belonging to the group
al Qaida, there were massive shockwaves
throughout the US, including huge out-
pourings of hate and discrimination by
citizens and politicians alike. Hate crimes
were carried out against both factions of
the Muslim community and those who
“appeared” to be Muslim. This included
eight murders, which police linked to
attack backlash.
Talk in the US government was also
ripe with discrimination and misunder-
standing about both the nature and
teachings of Islam. Worst of all was the
right-wing media and pundits, led by the
likes of Anne Coulter, who on September
12, delivered her now infamous comment,
“We should invade their countries, kill
8 | www.theotherpress.ca
their and convert them to
Christianity.’ Spoken like a true imperial-
ist. Granted, Coulter is an extreme
example, but many of the more moderate
leaders,
views were not too far off in their
extreme nature.
I am happy to say that, to a large
degree, reactions have not been the same
in Britain. One of the first things I saw on
the news about the bombings was a press
conference by British officials, including
the head of Scotland Yard and the transit
chief. When asked by a rather moronic
reporter if any Islamic group was believed
to be responsible for the attacks, the head
of Scotland Yard was quick to shoot him
down. He said something about that
being a ridiculous question as it was far
too early to know. He stated that there
should be no connection drawn between
Islam and violence. He also stated that
Islam is a faith that encourages peace, not
violence, and that anyone who links it
with violence is severely misguided. He is
completely right. Thankfully, this is the
line that has been followed by the British
government and much of the British
press.
Tony Blair seems committed to engag-
ing the moderate Muslim community in
Britain and discouraging hate crimes. He
also has worked to ensure that extremists
will not find a welcome home with those
moderate Muslims who consider extrem-
ists a threat to the country they feel they
belong to. The actions of the US after
September 11 only served to fuel the ter-
rorism they were attempting to fight. By
ostracizing the Muslim community, the
US creates a group within their own coun-
try who will not only remain apathetic to
attacks carried out against the state that
discriminates against them, but may even
become involved themselves.
The Muslim community is on its heels.
Globalization and the mass exportation of
Western values and culture have been
seen by many as a threat. As in all cases
when a culture is threatened, many have
reacted by banding together to perpetuate
their culture peacefully, while others have
turned to violence. And as always, it is eas-
ier to blame religion for ferocious acts
rather than seeing the reality behind it,
that religion is usually used as a justifica-
tion for the acts of the malicious.
Do we ostracize all Christians because
of the Crusades and the Inquisition? Why
then should an entire faith be the target of
discrimination due to the acts of a
deranged few? By attempting to engage
the Muslims in their country, Britain is
taking advantage of the greatest weapon
against extremist terrorism, moderate
believers who see other resolutions.
See ee Ene ee
Colin s Bests
of New West
Colin Miley, Opinions Editor
Best cheap flowers:
Happy Dollar at Sixth and Sixth.
Best processed cheese omelette
for hangover-cure purposes:
Jim’s cafe, across from Starbucks on
Sixth.
Best cuppa Joe:
Americano from Kelly in the main
cafeteria here at Douglas.
Best place to see a ton of crazy
old shit stuffed into a very small
space:
Antiques at 435 Sixth.
Best restaurant to pretend you’re
not actually in New West:
The Orange Room.
Best cheap massage (without
release):
West Coast School of Massage
Therapy on Columbia
Best cheap massage (with
release):
No comment.
Best crack dealer:
td Momma.
August 10/2005
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Tl. Best place to spend a Friday night
and still be able to afford to go out on
Saturday:
Church.
Definitely not at my place.
At the Shoe Warehouse in Royal City
Centre, at Sixth and Sixth.
12. Best place to take the kids fora
good time (and not in a“"Neverland
kind of way):
The Children’s Petting Zoo in Queen’s
Park. (Where kids can pet animals, not be
petted by them.)
Moody Park jungle gym.
In the Fraser River...I hate kids.
13. Best place to get an apartment
where you won t be ripped off or mur-
dered in your sleep:
August 10/2005
Coquitlam.
asements rule...free cable!
Fantasyland.
Th. Best place to work out (or at least
get hot and sweaty):
Canada Games Pool.
Does walking the hill up to the school
count?
Back seat of my dad’s old Lincoln.
15. Best place to park near campus
without paying or getting a glove box
full of parking tickets (c mon, tell us,
we can keen a secret]:
Columbia Square is free.
Take public transit—it’s cheap, conven-
ient, and the walk up the hill almost
counts as a legitimate workout.
Ride a bike, bitch!
NEE
Special On-Campus Section
(please specify New West or
David Lam campus)
16. Best on-campus snack food:
Three-dollar pizza slice—a fucking rip off
but the bacon-Hawaiian will get you
through the day (New West).
You can usually find decent-sized gum
splotches in the DSU building stairwells.
(New West).
Amanda Aikman’s cookies (New West).
17. Best on-campus washroom:
Across from the computer labs on the 5th
and 6th floors. But wait, if I tell everyone
that, they will all flock there, and they
won't be the best anymore. Maybe the
stairs will keep them away (New West).
Fourth floor near the admin offices (New
West).
I’m impartial... ’ve been to Morocco.
Sd
18. Best on-campus studying spot:
On the steps near the fountain (New
West).
The Other Press Office (New West—not
that there’s anything wrong with David
Lam).
In the hall on the way to the exam room.
19. Best on-campus sleeping spot:
DSU student lounge (New West).
In class.
On one of the many luxurious couches in
the concourse (New West). Oh, those are
concrete steps? Whatever. Yawn.
20. Best on-campus publication (no
pressure):
The Other Press!! =
“What You Need to Know about Your
Student Loan.”
Pearls.
www.theotherpress.ca | 15
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Tl. Best place to spend a Friday night
and still be able to afford to go out on
Saturday:
Church.
Definitely not at my place.
At the Shoe Warehouse in Royal City
Centre, at Sixth and Sixth.
12. Best place to take the kids fora
good time (and not in a“"Neverland
kind of way):
The Children’s Petting Zoo in Queen’s
Park. (Where kids can pet animals, not be
petted by them.)
Moody Park jungle gym.
In the Fraser River...I hate kids.
13. Best place to get an apartment
where you won t be ripped off or mur-
dered in your sleep:
August 10/2005
Coquitlam.
asements rule...free cable!
Fantasyland.
Th. Best place to work out (or at least
get hot and sweaty):
Canada Games Pool.
Does walking the hill up to the school
count?
Back seat of my dad’s old Lincoln.
15. Best place to park near campus
without paying or getting a glove box
full of parking tickets (c mon, tell us,
we can keen a secret]:
Columbia Square is free.
Take public transit—it’s cheap, conven-
ient, and the walk up the hill almost
counts as a legitimate workout.
Ride a bike, bitch!
NEE
Special On-Campus Section
(please specify New West or
David Lam campus)
16. Best on-campus snack food:
Three-dollar pizza slice—a fucking rip off
but the bacon-Hawaiian will get you
through the day (New West).
You can usually find decent-sized gum
splotches in the DSU building stairwells.
(New West).
Amanda Aikman’s cookies (New West).
17. Best on-campus washroom:
Across from the computer labs on the 5th
and 6th floors. But wait, if I tell everyone
that, they will all flock there, and they
won't be the best anymore. Maybe the
stairs will keep them away (New West).
Fourth floor near the admin offices (New
West).
I’m impartial... ’ve been to Morocco.
Sd
18. Best on-campus studying spot:
On the steps near the fountain (New
West).
The Other Press Office (New West—not
that there’s anything wrong with David
Lam).
In the hall on the way to the exam room.
19. Best on-campus sleeping spot:
DSU student lounge (New West).
In class.
On one of the many luxurious couches in
the concourse (New West). Oh, those are
concrete steps? Whatever. Yawn.
20. Best on-campus publication (no
pressure):
The Other Press!! =
“What You Need to Know about Your
Student Loan.”
Pearls.
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Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is a Ireat
Iain W. Reeve, A&E Editor and Junior Chocolatier
ike many who grew up watching
the original Willy Wonka and the
Chocolate Factory, starring comedic
super-genius Gene Wilder, I had my reser-
vations about a remake of Roald Dahl’s
classic story. While I can say that the 1971
version will always have the biggest place
hg
in my heart, this venture by Hollywood
goth-film trinity Tim Burton, Johnny
Depp, and Danny Elfman is certainly
worth seeing.
It is somewhat ironic that while the
1971 version of the film was adapted for
the screen by Dahl himself, the new ver-
sion of the film is a much closer transla-
tion of the original book, though
somewhat modernized. Gone are the
darker undertones, such as the treachery
of Mr. Slugworth, the bubble soda that
was nearly the end for Charlie and
Grandpa Joe, and the delightfully psyche-
delic boat ride. While these things are
missed by fans of the original, it was nec-
essary to leave them behind in hopes of
creating a new adaptation. Very few things
are left out from the book. There is a huge
emphasis on all four of Charlie’s devilish
tour companions, letting us get to know
each of the children in all their terrifying
glory.
The picture’s casting is brilliant, espe-
cially the kids who play Mike Teavee,
Augustus Gloop, Violet Beauregarde, and
Veruca Salt. Freddie Highmore, who plays
Charlie, seems prepared to be the next big
child actor after great work here and in
last year’s Finding Neverland, also with
Depp.
The only major addition to the story is
the focus on Willy Wonka, who is given an
entire back story. This adds a little more
depth to the character and the story. It
also makes the movie a little longer, which
is a good thing. Depp brings a very differ-
ent take on the character than Wilder did.
Where Wilder’s Wonka was believably
nutty and subtly unstable, Depp portrays
him as somewhat more off the wall. A lit-
tle less nuanced in his absurd comments
and actions, this Willy is as awkward as he
is insane. The grandparent’s are gorgeous-
ly played. Senile
consistently steals the show with her non-
Aunt Georgina
sequitur comments, such as when she tells
Willy Wonka that he “smells like nuts.”
Not to be outdone, Wonka retorts, “You
smell like old people...and soap. I like it!”
The music is a big accomplishment as
well. While the Oompa Loompa songs
from the original cannot be outdone,
Danny Elfman does a neat job. Using the
lyrics from the book for the songs about
each of the spoiled children, Elfman
crafts four unique songs in four different
styles. The shining musical moment, how-
ever, is the entrance of Willy Wonka
before the tour. I was in stitches.
While a different beast than the origi-
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
certainly stands on its own two feet and is
nal,
thoroughly entertaining and worth seeing.
Environmental
Responsibility is a Tune
| Can Dance fo
Kat Code, OP Contributor
|
when I discovered what an environmental-
like good music, and I like seeing acts
of environmental responsibility. So, I
couldn’t have been more pleased
ly responsible approach the fine folks who
put on Folk Festival take when it comes to
putting on the event that is one of the hall-
marks of summer in Vancouver.
When I first approached the main East
Gate on 4th Avenue, the first thing that
caught my eye was the bike parking lot,
with enough room for 3,000 bikes. One of
the friendly volunteers told me that there
were probably 2,300 bikes locked up at any
given time, once the festival swung into
gear each day. He also pointed out that
many of the festival’s patrons who live rel-
atively nearby come and go at their leisure,
sometimes making four or five trips per
day. That’s a heck of a lot of vehicular
emissions that folk-music are
enabled to prevent, knowing they have a
lovers
August 10/2005
guaranteed, secure place to lock up their
bikes. And the dollar donation asked for is
a far cry from the seven-dollar parking
offered down the road.
The other major innovation that caught
my eye was the plate system. All food
bought within the festival is served up ona
reusable plastic plate—the kind you might
use for camping—accompanied by a two-
dollar deposit. When you return your plate
to one of several plate return stations
located throughout the festival site, you
have the option of donating your two
bucks to the festival to help eliminate its
$450,000 debt. A debt, I might add, that is
threatening the future of the festival.
The plate returns are accompanied by
composts, and all food scraps collected will
be turned into an eco-friendly fertilizer.
Recycling bins are also strategically placed
next to garbage cans.
Keeping in line with decreasing the
amount of waste, patrons are encouraged
to bring their own reusable cups for bever-
ages. I told a few volunteers and vendors
that I want to see them do something
about the cutlery next year, to get rid of
the plastic stuff. Needless to say, this
earned me a few grumbles about the
amount of work that would be involved.
I hope that more event planners follow
this model and adopt more environmental-
ly friendly practices. It’s a great thing to be
able to sit in the sunshine, surrounded by
trees and ocean breezes while butterflies
dance on the music that floats through the
air. It’s even better knowing that the huge
crowd surrounding you is all doing their
part to leave the environment as it was
before the music makers set up their
stages.
www.theotherpress.ca |
lain's Best of
New West picks
Iain Reeve, A&E Editor
Best non-sensical use of
the letter “Q”:
New Westminster Quay.
Best Place to pet kitties
and buy bongs:
Sativa Hemporium on
Columbia.
Best place for “gentle-
men” to act like anything
but:
The Paramount.
Best place to see dead
bugs without doing your
own dirty work:
The Bug Lab on Columbia.
Best sushi & Best name
for a sushi place:
Hi, Dozo Sushi
11
Edited Text
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory is a Ireat
Iain W. Reeve, A&E Editor and Junior Chocolatier
ike many who grew up watching
the original Willy Wonka and the
Chocolate Factory, starring comedic
super-genius Gene Wilder, I had my reser-
vations about a remake of Roald Dahl’s
classic story. While I can say that the 1971
version will always have the biggest place
hg
in my heart, this venture by Hollywood
goth-film trinity Tim Burton, Johnny
Depp, and Danny Elfman is certainly
worth seeing.
It is somewhat ironic that while the
1971 version of the film was adapted for
the screen by Dahl himself, the new ver-
sion of the film is a much closer transla-
tion of the original book, though
somewhat modernized. Gone are the
darker undertones, such as the treachery
of Mr. Slugworth, the bubble soda that
was nearly the end for Charlie and
Grandpa Joe, and the delightfully psyche-
delic boat ride. While these things are
missed by fans of the original, it was nec-
essary to leave them behind in hopes of
creating a new adaptation. Very few things
are left out from the book. There is a huge
emphasis on all four of Charlie’s devilish
tour companions, letting us get to know
each of the children in all their terrifying
glory.
The picture’s casting is brilliant, espe-
cially the kids who play Mike Teavee,
Augustus Gloop, Violet Beauregarde, and
Veruca Salt. Freddie Highmore, who plays
Charlie, seems prepared to be the next big
child actor after great work here and in
last year’s Finding Neverland, also with
Depp.
The only major addition to the story is
the focus on Willy Wonka, who is given an
entire back story. This adds a little more
depth to the character and the story. It
also makes the movie a little longer, which
is a good thing. Depp brings a very differ-
ent take on the character than Wilder did.
Where Wilder’s Wonka was believably
nutty and subtly unstable, Depp portrays
him as somewhat more off the wall. A lit-
tle less nuanced in his absurd comments
and actions, this Willy is as awkward as he
is insane. The grandparent’s are gorgeous-
ly played. Senile
consistently steals the show with her non-
Aunt Georgina
sequitur comments, such as when she tells
Willy Wonka that he “smells like nuts.”
Not to be outdone, Wonka retorts, “You
smell like old people...and soap. I like it!”
The music is a big accomplishment as
well. While the Oompa Loompa songs
from the original cannot be outdone,
Danny Elfman does a neat job. Using the
lyrics from the book for the songs about
each of the spoiled children, Elfman
crafts four unique songs in four different
styles. The shining musical moment, how-
ever, is the entrance of Willy Wonka
before the tour. I was in stitches.
While a different beast than the origi-
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory
certainly stands on its own two feet and is
nal,
thoroughly entertaining and worth seeing.
Environmental
Responsibility is a Tune
| Can Dance fo
Kat Code, OP Contributor
|
when I discovered what an environmental-
like good music, and I like seeing acts
of environmental responsibility. So, I
couldn’t have been more pleased
ly responsible approach the fine folks who
put on Folk Festival take when it comes to
putting on the event that is one of the hall-
marks of summer in Vancouver.
When I first approached the main East
Gate on 4th Avenue, the first thing that
caught my eye was the bike parking lot,
with enough room for 3,000 bikes. One of
the friendly volunteers told me that there
were probably 2,300 bikes locked up at any
given time, once the festival swung into
gear each day. He also pointed out that
many of the festival’s patrons who live rel-
atively nearby come and go at their leisure,
sometimes making four or five trips per
day. That’s a heck of a lot of vehicular
emissions that folk-music are
enabled to prevent, knowing they have a
lovers
August 10/2005
guaranteed, secure place to lock up their
bikes. And the dollar donation asked for is
a far cry from the seven-dollar parking
offered down the road.
The other major innovation that caught
my eye was the plate system. All food
bought within the festival is served up ona
reusable plastic plate—the kind you might
use for camping—accompanied by a two-
dollar deposit. When you return your plate
to one of several plate return stations
located throughout the festival site, you
have the option of donating your two
bucks to the festival to help eliminate its
$450,000 debt. A debt, I might add, that is
threatening the future of the festival.
The plate returns are accompanied by
composts, and all food scraps collected will
be turned into an eco-friendly fertilizer.
Recycling bins are also strategically placed
next to garbage cans.
Keeping in line with decreasing the
amount of waste, patrons are encouraged
to bring their own reusable cups for bever-
ages. I told a few volunteers and vendors
that I want to see them do something
about the cutlery next year, to get rid of
the plastic stuff. Needless to say, this
earned me a few grumbles about the
amount of work that would be involved.
I hope that more event planners follow
this model and adopt more environmental-
ly friendly practices. It’s a great thing to be
able to sit in the sunshine, surrounded by
trees and ocean breezes while butterflies
dance on the music that floats through the
air. It’s even better knowing that the huge
crowd surrounding you is all doing their
part to leave the environment as it was
before the music makers set up their
stages.
www.theotherpress.ca |
lain's Best of
New West picks
Iain Reeve, A&E Editor
Best non-sensical use of
the letter “Q”:
New Westminster Quay.
Best Place to pet kitties
and buy bongs:
Sativa Hemporium on
Columbia.
Best place for “gentle-
men” to act like anything
but:
The Paramount.
Best place to see dead
bugs without doing your
own dirty work:
The Bug Lab on Columbia.
Best sushi & Best name
for a sushi place:
Hi, Dozo Sushi
11
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Brent Morley, OP Contributor
n the early hours of June 24, 2005,
an act of vandalism took place in the
Douglas College Students Union
(DSU) Building. Upon entering the build-
ing on the morning of the 24th, Yasmin
Ixani, a DSU staffer, discovered destroyed
Pride and Aboriginal Collective banners,
posters, and stickers. The perpetrators
went to great lengths, scratching stickers
off student union representatives’ offices
and damaging doors. Pride Liaison Joel
Koette also had his office defaced and
computer monitor damaged.
A report has been filed with the New
Westminster Police, detailing the sup-
posed hate crime. Currently, no charges
have been laid.
One confusing aspect in this distaste-
ful tale is the suspects involved. The inner
office of the student union is restricted
and no forced entry was observed. So far,
no one has come forward to accept guilt
for the vandalism; an ominous pall hangs
over the inner sanctum of the DSU.
The Student Union—already divided
between the Building Initiative and
Working for Students parties—has devel-
oped an even deeper rift. Staffers Yasmin
and Lyndon are currently doing their best
to weather the storm, but both find them-
selves in an uncomfortable work
environment.
An unnamed but reliable source
revealed the details of the controversy.
On the evening that the temper tantrum
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News Editor Bids Adieu
went down, two opposing party members
on the Representative Committee were
seen at a local night club, Chicago’s
Tonight. According to witnesses, the two
had been arguing with each other
throughout the evening. The conftonta-
Brandon Ferguson, Soon-to-be-ex News Editor
ews Editor Brandon Ferguson
is leaving the section he helped
revolutionize through his ambi-
tious plan of “utter forgery and vulgar
plagiarism.”
4 | www.theotherpress.ca
“The time has come for me to move
on and pursue bigger dreams and more
profane metaphors,” he said, stroking his
chin fuzz as if it were an erogenous zone
after another failed date.
“Tm tired, worn out, and probably just
need to grow the fuck up.”
During his one-year stint as news edi-
tor, Ferguson overcame addiction,
lethargy, repeated academic failure, and a
perpetual problem with body odour.
“IT couldn’t have done it without the
support and love of my family, friends,
and classmates,’ he reflected. “And
Mitchum’s deodorant sticks. That shit is
po-tent.”
Although his section lacked focus at
times, and was finished on-time as often
as Colin Moorhouse’s classes, Ferguson
looked back fondly on his time at the edi-
tion occurred as the Working for Students
party member attempted to leave and
found his way blocked by the Building
Initiative party member. After some push-
ing and shoving, the Working for Students
party member reacted and forcefully
torial helm.
“This has seriously been the time of
my life,” he gushed. “I would’ve been mis-
erable without this outlet.”
Before leaving this outlet in favour of
more opinionated climates, he felt the
need to offer his thanks to a few people.
“I can’t thank [managing editor]
Amanda [Aikman] enough for her lenien-
cy in both deadlines and standards, and
I’ve delayed countless drinks for [graphics
babe] Angela [Blattmann], who only
repaid me with dazzling graphics and
superb pics of David Suzuki laughing
maniacally. Brad Barber was always willing
to answer my questions and always made
time for me, even during the BCGEU
strike. Plus the contributors were awe-
some: Millie Strom,
Paterson...uh...that stoner
Travis
the
from
removed his opposition from his path.
Later that evening, at approximately
2:30 am, the alarm in the DSU building
was tripped, as confirmed by Terry
Leonard, Campus Facilities Manager.
Inside the DSU building, three student
reps—all members of the Building
Initiative party—were discovered by secu-
rity. The reps explained that they had
simply forgotten to inform security of
their intention to access the building. The
destroyed material was discovered the
next morning.
Both Building Initiative and Working
for Students party members were unavail-
able for comment.
Under section 319(1) of the Canadian
Criminal Code, a hate crime is defined as
the following: “Every person who, by
communicating statements in any public
place, incites hatred against any identifi-
able group where such incitement is likely
to lead to a breach of the peace is guilty of
an indictable offence and is liable to
imprisonment for a term not exceeding
two years ; of
An offence punishable by summary
conviction.”
One can only speculate as to what real-
ly happened that night. The perpetrator(s)
of the crime is/are still at large, has/have
yet to atone for their actions, and
remain(s) highly childish.
”
Coquitlam campus....
“But most importantly, I’ve got to give
a lot of love to the readers,’ he said,
downing three shots of Jaggermeister in
honour of each of them. “Just knowing
that there are people out there who take
the time to read me—and everyone at the
OP—it’s been the greatest thrill to write
for you, and [ll never be able to pay you
back.”
Asked what’s next for this titan of
timid, he responded, “Well fuck, guy; I’ve
just interviewed myself, so Pll probably go
home and masturbate in the mirror before
finding an industrial-sized pin to pop my
ego with. Sheesh!”
Rock on, you patron saint of putrid.
And don’t let the door hit your ass on the
way out.
August 10/2005
Edited Text
Brent Morley, OP Contributor
n the early hours of June 24, 2005,
an act of vandalism took place in the
Douglas College Students Union
(DSU) Building. Upon entering the build-
ing on the morning of the 24th, Yasmin
Ixani, a DSU staffer, discovered destroyed
Pride and Aboriginal Collective banners,
posters, and stickers. The perpetrators
went to great lengths, scratching stickers
off student union representatives’ offices
and damaging doors. Pride Liaison Joel
Koette also had his office defaced and
computer monitor damaged.
A report has been filed with the New
Westminster Police, detailing the sup-
posed hate crime. Currently, no charges
have been laid.
One confusing aspect in this distaste-
ful tale is the suspects involved. The inner
office of the student union is restricted
and no forced entry was observed. So far,
no one has come forward to accept guilt
for the vandalism; an ominous pall hangs
over the inner sanctum of the DSU.
The Student Union—already divided
between the Building Initiative and
Working for Students parties—has devel-
oped an even deeper rift. Staffers Yasmin
and Lyndon are currently doing their best
to weather the storm, but both find them-
selves in an uncomfortable work
environment.
An unnamed but reliable source
revealed the details of the controversy.
On the evening that the temper tantrum
Hate Crime: Scandal R
News Editor Bids Adieu
went down, two opposing party members
on the Representative Committee were
seen at a local night club, Chicago’s
Tonight. According to witnesses, the two
had been arguing with each other
throughout the evening. The conftonta-
Brandon Ferguson, Soon-to-be-ex News Editor
ews Editor Brandon Ferguson
is leaving the section he helped
revolutionize through his ambi-
tious plan of “utter forgery and vulgar
plagiarism.”
4 | www.theotherpress.ca
“The time has come for me to move
on and pursue bigger dreams and more
profane metaphors,” he said, stroking his
chin fuzz as if it were an erogenous zone
after another failed date.
“Tm tired, worn out, and probably just
need to grow the fuck up.”
During his one-year stint as news edi-
tor, Ferguson overcame addiction,
lethargy, repeated academic failure, and a
perpetual problem with body odour.
“IT couldn’t have done it without the
support and love of my family, friends,
and classmates,’ he reflected. “And
Mitchum’s deodorant sticks. That shit is
po-tent.”
Although his section lacked focus at
times, and was finished on-time as often
as Colin Moorhouse’s classes, Ferguson
looked back fondly on his time at the edi-
tion occurred as the Working for Students
party member attempted to leave and
found his way blocked by the Building
Initiative party member. After some push-
ing and shoving, the Working for Students
party member reacted and forcefully
torial helm.
“This has seriously been the time of
my life,” he gushed. “I would’ve been mis-
erable without this outlet.”
Before leaving this outlet in favour of
more opinionated climates, he felt the
need to offer his thanks to a few people.
“I can’t thank [managing editor]
Amanda [Aikman] enough for her lenien-
cy in both deadlines and standards, and
I’ve delayed countless drinks for [graphics
babe] Angela [Blattmann], who only
repaid me with dazzling graphics and
superb pics of David Suzuki laughing
maniacally. Brad Barber was always willing
to answer my questions and always made
time for me, even during the BCGEU
strike. Plus the contributors were awe-
some: Millie Strom,
Paterson...uh...that stoner
Travis
the
from
removed his opposition from his path.
Later that evening, at approximately
2:30 am, the alarm in the DSU building
was tripped, as confirmed by Terry
Leonard, Campus Facilities Manager.
Inside the DSU building, three student
reps—all members of the Building
Initiative party—were discovered by secu-
rity. The reps explained that they had
simply forgotten to inform security of
their intention to access the building. The
destroyed material was discovered the
next morning.
Both Building Initiative and Working
for Students party members were unavail-
able for comment.
Under section 319(1) of the Canadian
Criminal Code, a hate crime is defined as
the following: “Every person who, by
communicating statements in any public
place, incites hatred against any identifi-
able group where such incitement is likely
to lead to a breach of the peace is guilty of
an indictable offence and is liable to
imprisonment for a term not exceeding
two years ; of
An offence punishable by summary
conviction.”
One can only speculate as to what real-
ly happened that night. The perpetrator(s)
of the crime is/are still at large, has/have
yet to atone for their actions, and
remain(s) highly childish.
”
Coquitlam campus....
“But most importantly, I’ve got to give
a lot of love to the readers,’ he said,
downing three shots of Jaggermeister in
honour of each of them. “Just knowing
that there are people out there who take
the time to read me—and everyone at the
OP—it’s been the greatest thrill to write
for you, and [ll never be able to pay you
back.”
Asked what’s next for this titan of
timid, he responded, “Well fuck, guy; I’ve
just interviewed myself, so Pll probably go
home and masturbate in the mirror before
finding an industrial-sized pin to pop my
ego with. Sheesh!”
Rock on, you patron saint of putrid.
And don’t let the door hit your ass on the
way out.
August 10/2005
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lettitor
Oh man, this is it. My last “Lettitor.”
I know, I know, this is hard, so don’t
be a hero. If you need to take a moment,
Pll understand.
Better? Good. Okay, let’s do this.
I suppose I should use this space to
take the high road and thank the won-
August 10/2005
derful writers, editors, production
staff, and numerous other contribu-
tors to the Other Press over the past
year. I suppose that would be appro-
priate. I suppose that would be nice.
Well, if it’s nice you’re after, go get
your own column. This may be my last
“Lettitor,’ but it’s still mine, and ’'m
not going out on some namby-pamby
“T couldn’t have done it without you”
note. No way.
Instead, much like the weekly OP
strip-poker game, I think I'll use this
opportunity to get a little something
off my chest.
First of all, 1 don’t care if they have
doctors’ notes; it makes me uncom-
fortable when section editors Brandon
Ferguson and Colin Miley don’t wear
pants in the office. And while I value
Kerry Evans’ services in External
Relations, I still don’t believe all those
strange men she brings around are real-
ly “clients.” Oh, and what’s the deal with
Sports Editor Darren Paterson? He
runs up a $4,000 phone bill calling 1-900
numbers and then just takes off to
Australia? Are you kidding me?
And that’s not the half of what I’ve
had to put up with. Illustrator/colum-
nist J.J. McCullough is constantly leaving
7
his George W. Bush blow-up doll lying
around, which can be dangerous, what
with proofreader Barb Adamski’s dis-
turbing habit of burning things. Then
there’s Features Editor Kevin Welsh and
A&E Editor Iain Reeve, who have some
suspicious operation going on in the
darkroom. I can’t say for certain what
they’re up to, but they keep charging
Sudafed and iodine crystals to the OP
expense account. And speaking of
expenses, is it just me or does it seem
that Alyona
Luganskaya and my boyfriend, Layout
guy Simon Hatton, have been spending
weird accountant
so much time in the Caymen Islands
together lately?
Of course, not everyone is so diffi-
cult to work with. Photographer Kat
Code and Graphics gal Angela
Blattmann are both incredibly talented,
brilliant, and beautiful young women.
And yes, I would say that even if they
weren't constantly threatening to pub-
lish incriminating photos of me.
But, overall, Pve enjoyed working
with this group of misfit toys, and what
can I really say to express that? Other
than: I think you are all great and I
thank you for letting me spend a year of
our lives together. Oh, and I hope you
enjoyed the cookies I made for you at
our meetings. And I hope the arsenic
levels were small enough so as not to be
traceable to me.
Before I go gently into that good
night, however, we still have the month
of August together. And it’s the best
month of all, because it’s “Best of New
West” month here at the Other Press.
Inside this issue you'll find all sorts
of informative and entertaining bits of
information about the city you love. Or
at least the city you live in. Or go to
school in. Or SkyTrain over en route to
somewhere else.
Thank you to all of the readers who
took the time to send in Best of New
West responses. Much obliged.
And while I’m doling out the grati-
tude, thank you to all of the readers who
took the time to read the Other Press
over the past year. Starting next month,
the devilishly handsome Colin Miley will
take the reins and I just know yall are
going to have a great year together. But
not foo great. Not like it was with us.
Right? Right?
All my love,
—Amanda Aikman, Managing Editor
www.theotherpress.ca
Edited Text
lettitor
Oh man, this is it. My last “Lettitor.”
I know, I know, this is hard, so don’t
be a hero. If you need to take a moment,
Pll understand.
Better? Good. Okay, let’s do this.
I suppose I should use this space to
take the high road and thank the won-
August 10/2005
derful writers, editors, production
staff, and numerous other contribu-
tors to the Other Press over the past
year. I suppose that would be appro-
priate. I suppose that would be nice.
Well, if it’s nice you’re after, go get
your own column. This may be my last
“Lettitor,’ but it’s still mine, and ’'m
not going out on some namby-pamby
“T couldn’t have done it without you”
note. No way.
Instead, much like the weekly OP
strip-poker game, I think I'll use this
opportunity to get a little something
off my chest.
First of all, 1 don’t care if they have
doctors’ notes; it makes me uncom-
fortable when section editors Brandon
Ferguson and Colin Miley don’t wear
pants in the office. And while I value
Kerry Evans’ services in External
Relations, I still don’t believe all those
strange men she brings around are real-
ly “clients.” Oh, and what’s the deal with
Sports Editor Darren Paterson? He
runs up a $4,000 phone bill calling 1-900
numbers and then just takes off to
Australia? Are you kidding me?
And that’s not the half of what I’ve
had to put up with. Illustrator/colum-
nist J.J. McCullough is constantly leaving
7
his George W. Bush blow-up doll lying
around, which can be dangerous, what
with proofreader Barb Adamski’s dis-
turbing habit of burning things. Then
there’s Features Editor Kevin Welsh and
A&E Editor Iain Reeve, who have some
suspicious operation going on in the
darkroom. I can’t say for certain what
they’re up to, but they keep charging
Sudafed and iodine crystals to the OP
expense account. And speaking of
expenses, is it just me or does it seem
that Alyona
Luganskaya and my boyfriend, Layout
guy Simon Hatton, have been spending
weird accountant
so much time in the Caymen Islands
together lately?
Of course, not everyone is so diffi-
cult to work with. Photographer Kat
Code and Graphics gal Angela
Blattmann are both incredibly talented,
brilliant, and beautiful young women.
And yes, I would say that even if they
weren't constantly threatening to pub-
lish incriminating photos of me.
But, overall, Pve enjoyed working
with this group of misfit toys, and what
can I really say to express that? Other
than: I think you are all great and I
thank you for letting me spend a year of
our lives together. Oh, and I hope you
enjoyed the cookies I made for you at
our meetings. And I hope the arsenic
levels were small enough so as not to be
traceable to me.
Before I go gently into that good
night, however, we still have the month
of August together. And it’s the best
month of all, because it’s “Best of New
West” month here at the Other Press.
Inside this issue you'll find all sorts
of informative and entertaining bits of
information about the city you love. Or
at least the city you live in. Or go to
school in. Or SkyTrain over en route to
somewhere else.
Thank you to all of the readers who
took the time to send in Best of New
West responses. Much obliged.
And while I’m doling out the grati-
tude, thank you to all of the readers who
took the time to read the Other Press
over the past year. Starting next month,
the devilishly handsome Colin Miley will
take the reins and I just know yall are
going to have a great year together. But
not foo great. Not like it was with us.
Right? Right?
All my love,
—Amanda Aikman, Managing Editor
www.theotherpress.ca
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The Best of New West Sports
Colin Miley, Sporty Spice
Best team name, past or present:
New West Salmon Bellies.
Weirdest local sporting experience:
ECW Wrestling at the Carpenter’s Hall on
12th.
Best Place to work out on the cheap:
Douglas College. Great facilities, reasonable
prices.
Best all-around sports facility:
Canada Games Pool.
Amanda Aikman, Managing Editor
Best local eatery:
Kirin Sushi.
Best local watering hole:
The Met (patio).
Best place to go instead of going to
class:
Norway.
Best word(s) to describe Douglas
College:
Douglas-riffic!
Best reason to read the Other Press:
Duh...e, Obviously.
BONW 2005, STAFF PICKS
Best free pool:
DSU building, just do a little Fonzie-like tap
near where you put coins in and push the sil-
ver coin thingy in. Cha-ching,
Best field to play and get played:
The fields on 8th and 10th.
Best damn sports section, ever:
OP for life, Sucka!
Kerry Evans, External Relations
Best local eatery:
La Spaghetteria.
Best local watering hole:
The Met.
Best place to go instead of going to
class:
Scruffy’s.
Best word(s) to describe Douglas
College:
Easier than University!
Best reason to read the Other Press:
Because it’s funny, and entertaining,
and somewhat contains the truth.
Nae
20 | www.theotherpress.ca
* Whitecaps Stun
Sunderland
Kevin Welsh
he Vancouver Whitecaps raised eyebrows
across the footy globe with a convincing 3-0
exhibition victory over touring English Premier
League-bound Sunderland AFC on July 16.
The Whitecaps took control of the game early and
rarely looked in danger of losing, While Sunderland had
difficulty mounting an effective attack, their defense
was even worse, with players often caught out of posi-
tion or needlessly turning the ball over. With the game
deadlocked at 0 after the half, veteran striker Carlo
Corazzin (who spent ten years playing in England) took
control of the game, scoring once and assisting on goals
by Joey Gjertsen and Jason Jordan. Vancouver also
received stellar performances from veteran centreback
Nick Dasovic and youngster Kevin Harmse, while Mike
Franks, Josh Wicks, and Srdjan Djekanovic shared the
shutout.
The match was the second of four games for
Sunderland on their pre-season, Pacific Northwest tour.
Two nights before, in Victoria, Sunderland had
squeaked by the Pacific Coast Soccer League All-Stars
1-0). Sunderland rounded out their tour by defeating the
Seattle Sounders 1-0 and playing the Portland Timbers
to a 0-0 tie.
It was the Whitecaps’ first match against an English
Premier League side since tying Chelsea 2-2 in 1992
(back when the ’Caps were the 86ers). Interestingly, this
was not Sunderland’s first visit to Vancouver. In 1967,
the United Soccer Association was formed, and
European clubs were imported whole to spend the
summer playing as American and Canadian clubs. The
Vancouver Royal Canadians were actually none other
than Sunderland AFC.
August 10/2005
DRE EAE EER EE NN IR SE SR ES TE EE PS
The Best of New West Sports
Colin Miley, Sporty Spice
Best team name, past or present:
New West Salmon Bellies.
Weirdest local sporting experience:
ECW Wrestling at the Carpenter’s Hall on
12th.
Best Place to work out on the cheap:
Douglas College. Great facilities, reasonable
prices.
Best all-around sports facility:
Canada Games Pool.
Amanda Aikman, Managing Editor
Best local eatery:
Kirin Sushi.
Best local watering hole:
The Met (patio).
Best place to go instead of going to
class:
Norway.
Best word(s) to describe Douglas
College:
Douglas-riffic!
Best reason to read the Other Press:
Duh...e, Obviously.
BONW 2005, STAFF PICKS
Best free pool:
DSU building, just do a little Fonzie-like tap
near where you put coins in and push the sil-
ver coin thingy in. Cha-ching,
Best field to play and get played:
The fields on 8th and 10th.
Best damn sports section, ever:
OP for life, Sucka!
Kerry Evans, External Relations
Best local eatery:
La Spaghetteria.
Best local watering hole:
The Met.
Best place to go instead of going to
class:
Scruffy’s.
Best word(s) to describe Douglas
College:
Easier than University!
Best reason to read the Other Press:
Because it’s funny, and entertaining,
and somewhat contains the truth.
Nae
20 | www.theotherpress.ca
* Whitecaps Stun
Sunderland
Kevin Welsh
he Vancouver Whitecaps raised eyebrows
across the footy globe with a convincing 3-0
exhibition victory over touring English Premier
League-bound Sunderland AFC on July 16.
The Whitecaps took control of the game early and
rarely looked in danger of losing, While Sunderland had
difficulty mounting an effective attack, their defense
was even worse, with players often caught out of posi-
tion or needlessly turning the ball over. With the game
deadlocked at 0 after the half, veteran striker Carlo
Corazzin (who spent ten years playing in England) took
control of the game, scoring once and assisting on goals
by Joey Gjertsen and Jason Jordan. Vancouver also
received stellar performances from veteran centreback
Nick Dasovic and youngster Kevin Harmse, while Mike
Franks, Josh Wicks, and Srdjan Djekanovic shared the
shutout.
The match was the second of four games for
Sunderland on their pre-season, Pacific Northwest tour.
Two nights before, in Victoria, Sunderland had
squeaked by the Pacific Coast Soccer League All-Stars
1-0). Sunderland rounded out their tour by defeating the
Seattle Sounders 1-0 and playing the Portland Timbers
to a 0-0 tie.
It was the Whitecaps’ first match against an English
Premier League side since tying Chelsea 2-2 in 1992
(back when the ’Caps were the 86ers). Interestingly, this
was not Sunderland’s first visit to Vancouver. In 1967,
the United Soccer Association was formed, and
European clubs were imported whole to spend the
summer playing as American and Canadian clubs. The
Vancouver Royal Canadians were actually none other
than Sunderland AFC.
August 10/2005
DRE EAE EER EE NN IR SE SR ES TE EE PS
Edited Text
a
The Best of New West Sports
Colin Miley, Sporty Spice
Best team name, past or present:
New West Salmon Bellies.
Weirdest local sporting experience:
ECW Wrestling at the Carpenter’s Hall on
12th.
Best Place to work out on the cheap:
Douglas College. Great facilities, reasonable
prices.
Best all-around sports facility:
Canada Games Pool.
Amanda Aikman, Managing Editor
Best local eatery:
Kirin Sushi.
Best local watering hole:
The Met (patio).
Best place to go instead of going to
class:
Norway.
Best word(s) to describe Douglas
College:
Douglas-riffic!
Best reason to read the Other Press:
Duh...e, Obviously.
BONW 2005, STAFF PICKS
Best free pool:
DSU building, just do a little Fonzie-like tap
near where you put coins in and push the sil-
ver coin thingy in. Cha-ching,
Best field to play and get played:
The fields on 8th and 10th.
Best damn sports section, ever:
OP for life, Sucka!
Kerry Evans, External Relations
Best local eatery:
La Spaghetteria.
Best local watering hole:
The Met.
Best place to go instead of going to
class:
Scruffy’s.
Best word(s) to describe Douglas
College:
Easier than University!
Best reason to read the Other Press:
Because it’s funny, and entertaining,
and somewhat contains the truth.
Nae
20 | www.theotherpress.ca
* Whitecaps Stun
Sunderland
Kevin Welsh
he Vancouver Whitecaps raised eyebrows
across the footy globe with a convincing 3-0
exhibition victory over touring English Premier
League-bound Sunderland AFC on July 16.
The Whitecaps took control of the game early and
rarely looked in danger of losing, While Sunderland had
difficulty mounting an effective attack, their defense
was even worse, with players often caught out of posi-
tion or needlessly turning the ball over. With the game
deadlocked at 0 after the half, veteran striker Carlo
Corazzin (who spent ten years playing in England) took
control of the game, scoring once and assisting on goals
by Joey Gjertsen and Jason Jordan. Vancouver also
received stellar performances from veteran centreback
Nick Dasovic and youngster Kevin Harmse, while Mike
Franks, Josh Wicks, and Srdjan Djekanovic shared the
shutout.
The match was the second of four games for
Sunderland on their pre-season, Pacific Northwest tour.
Two nights before, in Victoria, Sunderland had
squeaked by the Pacific Coast Soccer League All-Stars
1-0). Sunderland rounded out their tour by defeating the
Seattle Sounders 1-0 and playing the Portland Timbers
to a 0-0 tie.
It was the Whitecaps’ first match against an English
Premier League side since tying Chelsea 2-2 in 1992
(back when the ’Caps were the 86ers). Interestingly, this
was not Sunderland’s first visit to Vancouver. In 1967,
the United Soccer Association was formed, and
European clubs were imported whole to spend the
summer playing as American and Canadian clubs. The
Vancouver Royal Canadians were actually none other
than Sunderland AFC.
August 10/2005
DRE EAE EER EE NN IR SE SR ES TE EE PS
The Best of New West Sports
Colin Miley, Sporty Spice
Best team name, past or present:
New West Salmon Bellies.
Weirdest local sporting experience:
ECW Wrestling at the Carpenter’s Hall on
12th.
Best Place to work out on the cheap:
Douglas College. Great facilities, reasonable
prices.
Best all-around sports facility:
Canada Games Pool.
Amanda Aikman, Managing Editor
Best local eatery:
Kirin Sushi.
Best local watering hole:
The Met (patio).
Best place to go instead of going to
class:
Norway.
Best word(s) to describe Douglas
College:
Douglas-riffic!
Best reason to read the Other Press:
Duh...e, Obviously.
BONW 2005, STAFF PICKS
Best free pool:
DSU building, just do a little Fonzie-like tap
near where you put coins in and push the sil-
ver coin thingy in. Cha-ching,
Best field to play and get played:
The fields on 8th and 10th.
Best damn sports section, ever:
OP for life, Sucka!
Kerry Evans, External Relations
Best local eatery:
La Spaghetteria.
Best local watering hole:
The Met.
Best place to go instead of going to
class:
Scruffy’s.
Best word(s) to describe Douglas
College:
Easier than University!
Best reason to read the Other Press:
Because it’s funny, and entertaining,
and somewhat contains the truth.
Nae
20 | www.theotherpress.ca
* Whitecaps Stun
Sunderland
Kevin Welsh
he Vancouver Whitecaps raised eyebrows
across the footy globe with a convincing 3-0
exhibition victory over touring English Premier
League-bound Sunderland AFC on July 16.
The Whitecaps took control of the game early and
rarely looked in danger of losing, While Sunderland had
difficulty mounting an effective attack, their defense
was even worse, with players often caught out of posi-
tion or needlessly turning the ball over. With the game
deadlocked at 0 after the half, veteran striker Carlo
Corazzin (who spent ten years playing in England) took
control of the game, scoring once and assisting on goals
by Joey Gjertsen and Jason Jordan. Vancouver also
received stellar performances from veteran centreback
Nick Dasovic and youngster Kevin Harmse, while Mike
Franks, Josh Wicks, and Srdjan Djekanovic shared the
shutout.
The match was the second of four games for
Sunderland on their pre-season, Pacific Northwest tour.
Two nights before, in Victoria, Sunderland had
squeaked by the Pacific Coast Soccer League All-Stars
1-0). Sunderland rounded out their tour by defeating the
Seattle Sounders 1-0 and playing the Portland Timbers
to a 0-0 tie.
It was the Whitecaps’ first match against an English
Premier League side since tying Chelsea 2-2 in 1992
(back when the ’Caps were the 86ers). Interestingly, this
was not Sunderland’s first visit to Vancouver. In 1967,
the United Soccer Association was formed, and
European clubs were imported whole to spend the
summer playing as American and Canadian clubs. The
Vancouver Royal Canadians were actually none other
than Sunderland AFC.
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Best of New West: The Irving House
Kevin Welsh, Features Editor
ati
hoosing the best of anything in a
city as diverse and riddled with
history as New Westminster is no
easy feat. The Royal City is littered with
historic monuments, heritage buildings,
and museums. From storied Queen’s Park
the Royal
Arena to the Museum of
Westminster Regiment; from the Samson
V Maritime Museum to the Canadian
Lacrosse Hall of Fame, New Westminster
offers ample opportunities for history
buffs, lookey-loos, and tourist types to
indulge. But perhaps no building in New
Westminster is as packed with pertinent
history and heritage as the Irving House
Historic Centre.
Located at 302 Royal
blocks away from Douglas College
\venue—a few
the
Irving House was built in 1865 by Captain
William Irving, and was promptly called,
and most
which British
the British
Columbian newspaper. The heritage house
“the handsomest, the best,
home-like house of
Columbia can yet boast” by
has now stood for well over a century, sur-
viving redevelopment and an inferno that
destroyed the New
town core in 1898.
Westminster down-
Captain William Irving, affectionately
known as the “King of the River,’ was
one of the most prominent and success-
IS | www.
theotherpress.ca
ful Fraser River captains in the 19th cen-
tury. Born in Scotland, Irving became
accustomed to a sailor’s life at an early age,
and earned his captain’s ticket at the age of
29. In the late 1840s, the California gold
rush was in full swing. Like many others,
Irving went to California, but not for
gold, rather to capitalize on the demands
for an expanded shipping trade. Irving
carried supplies and construction materi-
als from the Oregon Territory to
Northern California.
in ds.
Dixon
Irving married Elizabeth
and began to call Portland,
Oregon, home. Over the years, Irving had
purchased land throughout Portland—to
this day a borough of Portland is still
known as Irvington. Yet, in 1858 gold was
discovered on the Fraser River. Irving was
up and sailing again, this time in British
Columbia, where he helped to establish
the British Columbia and Victoria Steam
His company
would ultimately commission the first two
Navigation Company.
the Governor
Douglas and Colonel Moody.
Victoria sternwheelers:
Irving and his company dominated the
sternwheeler trade, and Irving himself
quickly became the most successful cap-
tain operating on the Fraser River. During
that time, Irving built the Irving House,
which brought a regal presence to the
then-capital city. He became a well-
respected and important founding figure
for New Westminster, and the communi-
ty was shocked and saddened by his
sudden death from pneumonia at the age
of 56.
The Irving House survived Irving’s
death and years of ownership change. In
1950, long before such practices were in
vogue or demand, the City of New
Westminster purchased the Irving House
with the intent of preservation and turn-
ing it into a heritage centre.
Though dwarfed by high-rises, mass-
transit systems, and a gigantic floating
casino, the Irving House still stands out
as a piece of stunning architecture from
the pioneer era. The home is now essen-
tially a well-manicured time capsule:
nothing has been updated but everything
has been shown a lot of care.
It is impossible to visit the Irving
House without getting a feel for the life
of an, albeit wealthy, early British
Columbian pioneer. It was said that
Irving stocked and furnished the house
with only the best things money could
buy, and the opulence and decadence is
still there for all to see. Fourteen authen-
tically furnished rooms are open for
public viewing. The large and small par-
lours are still adorned with their original
wallpaper (from 1865). The detail of the
woodwork is stunning, and is highlighted
by a hawser-shaped cornice, a testament
to Irving’s nautical background. The
kitchen, with its open space and richly
painted red walls, is a wonder, featuring as
focal points a non-electric icebox and the
used to
wood-burning stove prepare
meals and provide heat back in the day.
BONW 2005, STAFF PICKS
Angela Blattmann, OP Graphics Gal
Best local eatery:
Star India—lI love the Malai Kofta
Best local watering hole:
The front hall stairs showcase a banis-
ter imported from Scotland, which leads
upstairs to the bedrooms and bathroom.
The spacious master bedroom is richly
furnished with wooden closets, dressers,
and chests, a sloped ceiling, and accented
with thick, vibrant drapery. The children’s
bedroom is well stocked with vintage toys,
dolls, and reading books from the era, and
the bed boasts ornate, wooden head- and
footboards.
Located directly behind the Irving
House Historic Centre is the New
Museum and Archives,
where visitors have the opportunity to
delve further into the history of Western
Canada’s oldest city. Stocked with items
donated by past and current residents, the
museum offers an extended glimpse of
life in the Royal City throughout the years.
From items brought over to Canada by
the Royal Engineers (the founders of
New Westminster), to a display dedicated
to New Westminster’s annual May Day
celebration (the oldest annual May Day
the British
Commonwealth), there is plenty to marvel
at. Undoubtedly, the prize asset must be
the red, horse-drawn Dufferin Coach
(circa 1876), the former choice of trans-
portation for Governor General Lord
Dufferin and Lady Dufferin.
Westminster
celebration in
If exploring and celebrating the rich
history and tradition of New Westminster
is ever what you’re looking for, the Irving
House Historic Centre, along with the
New Westminster Museum & Archives is
a great place to start. Between the two,
they paint a vivid picture of pioneer life in
the Royal City by
answering questions.
opening and
©
eyes
Brooklyn’s Pub on Columbia—although | might not want to be hanging out
on the balcony to gaze at the pristine Fraser River during an earthquake...
Best place to go instead of going to class:
Scruffy’s: It makes it seem even mote illicit.
Best word(s) to describe Douglas College:
Halifax. What?
Best reason to read the Other Press:
For the Page 3 Girls. And the articles.
August 10/2005
Best of New West: The Irving House
Kevin Welsh, Features Editor
ati
hoosing the best of anything in a
city as diverse and riddled with
history as New Westminster is no
easy feat. The Royal City is littered with
historic monuments, heritage buildings,
and museums. From storied Queen’s Park
the Royal
Arena to the Museum of
Westminster Regiment; from the Samson
V Maritime Museum to the Canadian
Lacrosse Hall of Fame, New Westminster
offers ample opportunities for history
buffs, lookey-loos, and tourist types to
indulge. But perhaps no building in New
Westminster is as packed with pertinent
history and heritage as the Irving House
Historic Centre.
Located at 302 Royal
blocks away from Douglas College
\venue—a few
the
Irving House was built in 1865 by Captain
William Irving, and was promptly called,
and most
which British
the British
Columbian newspaper. The heritage house
“the handsomest, the best,
home-like house of
Columbia can yet boast” by
has now stood for well over a century, sur-
viving redevelopment and an inferno that
destroyed the New
town core in 1898.
Westminster down-
Captain William Irving, affectionately
known as the “King of the River,’ was
one of the most prominent and success-
IS | www.
theotherpress.ca
ful Fraser River captains in the 19th cen-
tury. Born in Scotland, Irving became
accustomed to a sailor’s life at an early age,
and earned his captain’s ticket at the age of
29. In the late 1840s, the California gold
rush was in full swing. Like many others,
Irving went to California, but not for
gold, rather to capitalize on the demands
for an expanded shipping trade. Irving
carried supplies and construction materi-
als from the Oregon Territory to
Northern California.
in ds.
Dixon
Irving married Elizabeth
and began to call Portland,
Oregon, home. Over the years, Irving had
purchased land throughout Portland—to
this day a borough of Portland is still
known as Irvington. Yet, in 1858 gold was
discovered on the Fraser River. Irving was
up and sailing again, this time in British
Columbia, where he helped to establish
the British Columbia and Victoria Steam
His company
would ultimately commission the first two
Navigation Company.
the Governor
Douglas and Colonel Moody.
Victoria sternwheelers:
Irving and his company dominated the
sternwheeler trade, and Irving himself
quickly became the most successful cap-
tain operating on the Fraser River. During
that time, Irving built the Irving House,
which brought a regal presence to the
then-capital city. He became a well-
respected and important founding figure
for New Westminster, and the communi-
ty was shocked and saddened by his
sudden death from pneumonia at the age
of 56.
The Irving House survived Irving’s
death and years of ownership change. In
1950, long before such practices were in
vogue or demand, the City of New
Westminster purchased the Irving House
with the intent of preservation and turn-
ing it into a heritage centre.
Though dwarfed by high-rises, mass-
transit systems, and a gigantic floating
casino, the Irving House still stands out
as a piece of stunning architecture from
the pioneer era. The home is now essen-
tially a well-manicured time capsule:
nothing has been updated but everything
has been shown a lot of care.
It is impossible to visit the Irving
House without getting a feel for the life
of an, albeit wealthy, early British
Columbian pioneer. It was said that
Irving stocked and furnished the house
with only the best things money could
buy, and the opulence and decadence is
still there for all to see. Fourteen authen-
tically furnished rooms are open for
public viewing. The large and small par-
lours are still adorned with their original
wallpaper (from 1865). The detail of the
woodwork is stunning, and is highlighted
by a hawser-shaped cornice, a testament
to Irving’s nautical background. The
kitchen, with its open space and richly
painted red walls, is a wonder, featuring as
focal points a non-electric icebox and the
used to
wood-burning stove prepare
meals and provide heat back in the day.
BONW 2005, STAFF PICKS
Angela Blattmann, OP Graphics Gal
Best local eatery:
Star India—lI love the Malai Kofta
Best local watering hole:
The front hall stairs showcase a banis-
ter imported from Scotland, which leads
upstairs to the bedrooms and bathroom.
The spacious master bedroom is richly
furnished with wooden closets, dressers,
and chests, a sloped ceiling, and accented
with thick, vibrant drapery. The children’s
bedroom is well stocked with vintage toys,
dolls, and reading books from the era, and
the bed boasts ornate, wooden head- and
footboards.
Located directly behind the Irving
House Historic Centre is the New
Museum and Archives,
where visitors have the opportunity to
delve further into the history of Western
Canada’s oldest city. Stocked with items
donated by past and current residents, the
museum offers an extended glimpse of
life in the Royal City throughout the years.
From items brought over to Canada by
the Royal Engineers (the founders of
New Westminster), to a display dedicated
to New Westminster’s annual May Day
celebration (the oldest annual May Day
the British
Commonwealth), there is plenty to marvel
at. Undoubtedly, the prize asset must be
the red, horse-drawn Dufferin Coach
(circa 1876), the former choice of trans-
portation for Governor General Lord
Dufferin and Lady Dufferin.
Westminster
celebration in
If exploring and celebrating the rich
history and tradition of New Westminster
is ever what you’re looking for, the Irving
House Historic Centre, along with the
New Westminster Museum & Archives is
a great place to start. Between the two,
they paint a vivid picture of pioneer life in
the Royal City by
answering questions.
opening and
©
eyes
Brooklyn’s Pub on Columbia—although | might not want to be hanging out
on the balcony to gaze at the pristine Fraser River during an earthquake...
Best place to go instead of going to class:
Scruffy’s: It makes it seem even mote illicit.
Best word(s) to describe Douglas College:
Halifax. What?
Best reason to read the Other Press:
For the Page 3 Girls. And the articles.
August 10/2005
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— FEATURES
Best of New West: The Irving House
Kevin Welsh, Features Editor
ati
hoosing the best of anything in a
city as diverse and riddled with
history as New Westminster is no
easy feat. The Royal City is littered with
historic monuments, heritage buildings,
and museums. From storied Queen’s Park
the Royal
Arena to the Museum of
Westminster Regiment; from the Samson
V Maritime Museum to the Canadian
Lacrosse Hall of Fame, New Westminster
offers ample opportunities for history
buffs, lookey-loos, and tourist types to
indulge. But perhaps no building in New
Westminster is as packed with pertinent
history and heritage as the Irving House
Historic Centre.
Located at 302 Royal
blocks away from Douglas College
\venue—a few
the
Irving House was built in 1865 by Captain
William Irving, and was promptly called,
and most
which British
the British
Columbian newspaper. The heritage house
“the handsomest, the best,
home-like house of
Columbia can yet boast” by
has now stood for well over a century, sur-
viving redevelopment and an inferno that
destroyed the New
town core in 1898.
Westminster down-
Captain William Irving, affectionately
known as the “King of the River,’ was
one of the most prominent and success-
IS | www.
theotherpress.ca
ful Fraser River captains in the 19th cen-
tury. Born in Scotland, Irving became
accustomed to a sailor’s life at an early age,
and earned his captain’s ticket at the age of
29. In the late 1840s, the California gold
rush was in full swing. Like many others,
Irving went to California, but not for
gold, rather to capitalize on the demands
for an expanded shipping trade. Irving
carried supplies and construction materi-
als from the Oregon Territory to
Northern California.
in ds.
Dixon
Irving married Elizabeth
and began to call Portland,
Oregon, home. Over the years, Irving had
purchased land throughout Portland—to
this day a borough of Portland is still
known as Irvington. Yet, in 1858 gold was
discovered on the Fraser River. Irving was
up and sailing again, this time in British
Columbia, where he helped to establish
the British Columbia and Victoria Steam
His company
would ultimately commission the first two
Navigation Company.
the Governor
Douglas and Colonel Moody.
Victoria sternwheelers:
Irving and his company dominated the
sternwheeler trade, and Irving himself
quickly became the most successful cap-
tain operating on the Fraser River. During
that time, Irving built the Irving House,
which brought a regal presence to the
then-capital city. He became a well-
respected and important founding figure
for New Westminster, and the communi-
ty was shocked and saddened by his
sudden death from pneumonia at the age
of 56.
The Irving House survived Irving’s
death and years of ownership change. In
1950, long before such practices were in
vogue or demand, the City of New
Westminster purchased the Irving House
with the intent of preservation and turn-
ing it into a heritage centre.
Though dwarfed by high-rises, mass-
transit systems, and a gigantic floating
casino, the Irving House still stands out
as a piece of stunning architecture from
the pioneer era. The home is now essen-
tially a well-manicured time capsule:
nothing has been updated but everything
has been shown a lot of care.
It is impossible to visit the Irving
House without getting a feel for the life
of an, albeit wealthy, early British
Columbian pioneer. It was said that
Irving stocked and furnished the house
with only the best things money could
buy, and the opulence and decadence is
still there for all to see. Fourteen authen-
tically furnished rooms are open for
public viewing. The large and small par-
lours are still adorned with their original
wallpaper (from 1865). The detail of the
woodwork is stunning, and is highlighted
by a hawser-shaped cornice, a testament
to Irving’s nautical background. The
kitchen, with its open space and richly
painted red walls, is a wonder, featuring as
focal points a non-electric icebox and the
used to
wood-burning stove prepare
meals and provide heat back in the day.
BONW 2005, STAFF PICKS
Angela Blattmann, OP Graphics Gal
Best local eatery:
Star India—lI love the Malai Kofta
Best local watering hole:
The front hall stairs showcase a banis-
ter imported from Scotland, which leads
upstairs to the bedrooms and bathroom.
The spacious master bedroom is richly
furnished with wooden closets, dressers,
and chests, a sloped ceiling, and accented
with thick, vibrant drapery. The children’s
bedroom is well stocked with vintage toys,
dolls, and reading books from the era, and
the bed boasts ornate, wooden head- and
footboards.
Located directly behind the Irving
House Historic Centre is the New
Museum and Archives,
where visitors have the opportunity to
delve further into the history of Western
Canada’s oldest city. Stocked with items
donated by past and current residents, the
museum offers an extended glimpse of
life in the Royal City throughout the years.
From items brought over to Canada by
the Royal Engineers (the founders of
New Westminster), to a display dedicated
to New Westminster’s annual May Day
celebration (the oldest annual May Day
the British
Commonwealth), there is plenty to marvel
at. Undoubtedly, the prize asset must be
the red, horse-drawn Dufferin Coach
(circa 1876), the former choice of trans-
portation for Governor General Lord
Dufferin and Lady Dufferin.
Westminster
celebration in
If exploring and celebrating the rich
history and tradition of New Westminster
is ever what you’re looking for, the Irving
House Historic Centre, along with the
New Westminster Museum & Archives is
a great place to start. Between the two,
they paint a vivid picture of pioneer life in
the Royal City by
answering questions.
opening and
©
eyes
Brooklyn’s Pub on Columbia—although | might not want to be hanging out
on the balcony to gaze at the pristine Fraser River during an earthquake...
Best place to go instead of going to class:
Scruffy’s: It makes it seem even mote illicit.
Best word(s) to describe Douglas College:
Halifax. What?
Best reason to read the Other Press:
For the Page 3 Girls. And the articles.
August 10/2005
Best of New West: The Irving House
Kevin Welsh, Features Editor
ati
hoosing the best of anything in a
city as diverse and riddled with
history as New Westminster is no
easy feat. The Royal City is littered with
historic monuments, heritage buildings,
and museums. From storied Queen’s Park
the Royal
Arena to the Museum of
Westminster Regiment; from the Samson
V Maritime Museum to the Canadian
Lacrosse Hall of Fame, New Westminster
offers ample opportunities for history
buffs, lookey-loos, and tourist types to
indulge. But perhaps no building in New
Westminster is as packed with pertinent
history and heritage as the Irving House
Historic Centre.
Located at 302 Royal
blocks away from Douglas College
\venue—a few
the
Irving House was built in 1865 by Captain
William Irving, and was promptly called,
and most
which British
the British
Columbian newspaper. The heritage house
“the handsomest, the best,
home-like house of
Columbia can yet boast” by
has now stood for well over a century, sur-
viving redevelopment and an inferno that
destroyed the New
town core in 1898.
Westminster down-
Captain William Irving, affectionately
known as the “King of the River,’ was
one of the most prominent and success-
IS | www.
theotherpress.ca
ful Fraser River captains in the 19th cen-
tury. Born in Scotland, Irving became
accustomed to a sailor’s life at an early age,
and earned his captain’s ticket at the age of
29. In the late 1840s, the California gold
rush was in full swing. Like many others,
Irving went to California, but not for
gold, rather to capitalize on the demands
for an expanded shipping trade. Irving
carried supplies and construction materi-
als from the Oregon Territory to
Northern California.
in ds.
Dixon
Irving married Elizabeth
and began to call Portland,
Oregon, home. Over the years, Irving had
purchased land throughout Portland—to
this day a borough of Portland is still
known as Irvington. Yet, in 1858 gold was
discovered on the Fraser River. Irving was
up and sailing again, this time in British
Columbia, where he helped to establish
the British Columbia and Victoria Steam
His company
would ultimately commission the first two
Navigation Company.
the Governor
Douglas and Colonel Moody.
Victoria sternwheelers:
Irving and his company dominated the
sternwheeler trade, and Irving himself
quickly became the most successful cap-
tain operating on the Fraser River. During
that time, Irving built the Irving House,
which brought a regal presence to the
then-capital city. He became a well-
respected and important founding figure
for New Westminster, and the communi-
ty was shocked and saddened by his
sudden death from pneumonia at the age
of 56.
The Irving House survived Irving’s
death and years of ownership change. In
1950, long before such practices were in
vogue or demand, the City of New
Westminster purchased the Irving House
with the intent of preservation and turn-
ing it into a heritage centre.
Though dwarfed by high-rises, mass-
transit systems, and a gigantic floating
casino, the Irving House still stands out
as a piece of stunning architecture from
the pioneer era. The home is now essen-
tially a well-manicured time capsule:
nothing has been updated but everything
has been shown a lot of care.
It is impossible to visit the Irving
House without getting a feel for the life
of an, albeit wealthy, early British
Columbian pioneer. It was said that
Irving stocked and furnished the house
with only the best things money could
buy, and the opulence and decadence is
still there for all to see. Fourteen authen-
tically furnished rooms are open for
public viewing. The large and small par-
lours are still adorned with their original
wallpaper (from 1865). The detail of the
woodwork is stunning, and is highlighted
by a hawser-shaped cornice, a testament
to Irving’s nautical background. The
kitchen, with its open space and richly
painted red walls, is a wonder, featuring as
focal points a non-electric icebox and the
used to
wood-burning stove prepare
meals and provide heat back in the day.
BONW 2005, STAFF PICKS
Angela Blattmann, OP Graphics Gal
Best local eatery:
Star India—lI love the Malai Kofta
Best local watering hole:
The front hall stairs showcase a banis-
ter imported from Scotland, which leads
upstairs to the bedrooms and bathroom.
The spacious master bedroom is richly
furnished with wooden closets, dressers,
and chests, a sloped ceiling, and accented
with thick, vibrant drapery. The children’s
bedroom is well stocked with vintage toys,
dolls, and reading books from the era, and
the bed boasts ornate, wooden head- and
footboards.
Located directly behind the Irving
House Historic Centre is the New
Museum and Archives,
where visitors have the opportunity to
delve further into the history of Western
Canada’s oldest city. Stocked with items
donated by past and current residents, the
museum offers an extended glimpse of
life in the Royal City throughout the years.
From items brought over to Canada by
the Royal Engineers (the founders of
New Westminster), to a display dedicated
to New Westminster’s annual May Day
celebration (the oldest annual May Day
the British
Commonwealth), there is plenty to marvel
at. Undoubtedly, the prize asset must be
the red, horse-drawn Dufferin Coach
(circa 1876), the former choice of trans-
portation for Governor General Lord
Dufferin and Lady Dufferin.
Westminster
celebration in
If exploring and celebrating the rich
history and tradition of New Westminster
is ever what you’re looking for, the Irving
House Historic Centre, along with the
New Westminster Museum & Archives is
a great place to start. Between the two,
they paint a vivid picture of pioneer life in
the Royal City by
answering questions.
opening and
©
eyes
Brooklyn’s Pub on Columbia—although | might not want to be hanging out
on the balcony to gaze at the pristine Fraser River during an earthquake...
Best place to go instead of going to class:
Scruffy’s: It makes it seem even mote illicit.
Best word(s) to describe Douglas College:
Halifax. What?
Best reason to read the Other Press:
For the Page 3 Girls. And the articles.
August 10/2005
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Vancouver Folk Festival: Best Show in Town
Iain W. Reeve, A&E Editor
remember my happy teenage years
growing up in the suburban sprawl
of Vancouver. Summer meant three
things: hours spent at my friend’s house
watching movies and jumping on his
trampoline, riding rides at Playland till
nausea and heat stroke set in, and attend-
ing the many big-name music festivals
that rolled into the city each year. Well,
now I’m all grown up, living in the city,
and have been itching to get out to some
all-day music extravaganzas where I can
enjoy bands I know and experience all-
new music.
However, many of the music festivals
I attended as a youth either no longer
exist, or have become lame. I was in a rut
over this when a friend of mine asked me
if I was going to attend Vancouver Folk
Festival. Looking over the diverse, lineup,
I quickly jumped on the bandwagon.
While there were several acts on the
bill whom I had some familiarity with, the
real experience of Folk Fest is seeing
artists you have never heard of and will
likely never hear again. While the Friday-
night show only had one stage, the
Saturday and Sunday festivities featured
seven different stages running six or seven
shows per day. That’s a lot of music! I had
never been to a festival that allowed the
audience such freedom to wander and
experience the music. You could spend a
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whole hour watching Irish folk music, or
spend half an hour listening to a beat poet
before wandering 100 yards to see an
Indian sarod player.
There was more to it than the music,
however. Near a couple of stages was a
big line of tents belonging to various
groups,
including Oxfam and The Tyee, a wicked,
organizations and advocacy
BC-oriented, online newspaper. Say what-
ever you want about the Folk Fest being
for hippies, at least it has anti-poverty
tents and diverse food options ranging
from corn on the cob to falafel. Sure beats
the normal slew of merch tents and hot
dog stands you find at most music festi-
vals. Also, the attempt to run a festival
that
responsible was admirable. For more on
that, check the article by photographer
extraordinaire, Kat Code.
But enough of this, let’s talk about
some of the awesome people who played
at the festival:
was somewhat environmentally
Buck 65
This was one name I was looking forward
to and, boy, did he deliver. Hailing from
Nova Scotia, the so-called hick-hop artist
pulled off a wonderful one-man show
that fused all the best parts of blues, blue-
grass, rock, folk, and hip hop into one
wicked fast and furious package. Add to
this the fact that the man is a lyrical genius
with diversity and depth that would put
any gangsta rapper to shame, and you’ve
got one of Canada’s hottest and most
imaginative artists. The stories he told
between songs were alone worth the price
of admission. “I once saw a woman eat an
entire bicycle.” Brilliant. Snag his current
album Secret House Against the World now.
Feist
The luscious Miss Lesley Feist has every-
thing a confident female artist should
have: an entrancing stage presence, the
most solid guitar skills ’'ve seen in a
female artist in some time, and a voice
that is far beyond enchanting. While her
stage set was considerably different from
the versions found on her mesmerizing
album Leg it Die, the three-piece band laid
out versions of her songs that were less
layered, but engrossing all the same.
Certainly an artist worth checking out.
K’Naan
Hailing from Toronto, but an immigrant
from Somalia, K’Naan is not your typical
African-Canadian hip-hop artist. While
most ate busy spitting out rhymes about
wealth, booty, and gettin’ it on, K’Naan is
busy laying out a few of the realities of
where he grew up. It gives you a little per-
spective on the whole “I’m from the
ghetto” style of rap when you hear first-
hand stories from someone who grew up
in a literal war zone. It also makes you
realize how contrived and ridiculous most
hip hop really is. Fortunately, an impas-
sioned performance from one such as
K’Naan also reminds you that hip hop can
be an amazing form of raw expression
that belongs on an equal artistic plane
with all other forms of music. His album,
The Dusty Foot Philosopher, will leave you
speechless.
Aditya Verma
When I decided to go to this event, I was
really hoping I would get a good chance
to sample some music from other cul-
tures. I was particularly excited when I
found out that there was an Indian classi-
cal musician. In the 45-minute set, Verma
and his tabla player played only two
pieces. One was a short piece, attempting
to familiarize the audience with Indian
musical structure. The other was a much
longer piece, over half an hour, demon-
strating that structure in its real form.
Besides finally getting to see this music
played live, I was excited to see someone
play a piece of music that was more than
5 minutes long. The tension that builds
over such a long piece of music is quite
wonderful, especially when it finally ends.
Probably the two most skilled musicians
at the festival.
Collaborations
This was, for me, the coolest part of the
festival. For four years now, the Folk Fest
has attempted not only to jam artists from
all different disciplines on stage together
in hopes of creating magic, but bring
them together for days beforehand to
meet, interact, jam, and most importantly,
be given time to meld their musical back-
grounds into one massive artistic fusion.
The results were much more than simple
jam tunes, they were coherent and won-
derful pieces of music. I was fortunate
enough to see two of these. My favourite
featured a beat poet, a DJ, a french singer,
and Aditya Verma on sarod (along with
his tabla player). This type of cross-cul-
tural diversity is what folk music is
supposed to be about. The lack of mutu-
al respect for different forms of music,
and a lack of non-commercial integration,
is what keeps pop music boring and stat-
ic. I would kill for a recording of these
performances, but, at the same time, the
“one-time only-ness” of them is part of
the appeal.
August 10/2005
Vancouver Folk Festival: Best Show in Town
Iain W. Reeve, A&E Editor
remember my happy teenage years
growing up in the suburban sprawl
of Vancouver. Summer meant three
things: hours spent at my friend’s house
watching movies and jumping on his
trampoline, riding rides at Playland till
nausea and heat stroke set in, and attend-
ing the many big-name music festivals
that rolled into the city each year. Well,
now I’m all grown up, living in the city,
and have been itching to get out to some
all-day music extravaganzas where I can
enjoy bands I know and experience all-
new music.
However, many of the music festivals
I attended as a youth either no longer
exist, or have become lame. I was in a rut
over this when a friend of mine asked me
if I was going to attend Vancouver Folk
Festival. Looking over the diverse, lineup,
I quickly jumped on the bandwagon.
While there were several acts on the
bill whom I had some familiarity with, the
real experience of Folk Fest is seeing
artists you have never heard of and will
likely never hear again. While the Friday-
night show only had one stage, the
Saturday and Sunday festivities featured
seven different stages running six or seven
shows per day. That’s a lot of music! I had
never been to a festival that allowed the
audience such freedom to wander and
experience the music. You could spend a
16 | www.theotherpress.ca
whole hour watching Irish folk music, or
spend half an hour listening to a beat poet
before wandering 100 yards to see an
Indian sarod player.
There was more to it than the music,
however. Near a couple of stages was a
big line of tents belonging to various
groups,
including Oxfam and The Tyee, a wicked,
organizations and advocacy
BC-oriented, online newspaper. Say what-
ever you want about the Folk Fest being
for hippies, at least it has anti-poverty
tents and diverse food options ranging
from corn on the cob to falafel. Sure beats
the normal slew of merch tents and hot
dog stands you find at most music festi-
vals. Also, the attempt to run a festival
that
responsible was admirable. For more on
that, check the article by photographer
extraordinaire, Kat Code.
But enough of this, let’s talk about
some of the awesome people who played
at the festival:
was somewhat environmentally
Buck 65
This was one name I was looking forward
to and, boy, did he deliver. Hailing from
Nova Scotia, the so-called hick-hop artist
pulled off a wonderful one-man show
that fused all the best parts of blues, blue-
grass, rock, folk, and hip hop into one
wicked fast and furious package. Add to
this the fact that the man is a lyrical genius
with diversity and depth that would put
any gangsta rapper to shame, and you’ve
got one of Canada’s hottest and most
imaginative artists. The stories he told
between songs were alone worth the price
of admission. “I once saw a woman eat an
entire bicycle.” Brilliant. Snag his current
album Secret House Against the World now.
Feist
The luscious Miss Lesley Feist has every-
thing a confident female artist should
have: an entrancing stage presence, the
most solid guitar skills ’'ve seen in a
female artist in some time, and a voice
that is far beyond enchanting. While her
stage set was considerably different from
the versions found on her mesmerizing
album Leg it Die, the three-piece band laid
out versions of her songs that were less
layered, but engrossing all the same.
Certainly an artist worth checking out.
K’Naan
Hailing from Toronto, but an immigrant
from Somalia, K’Naan is not your typical
African-Canadian hip-hop artist. While
most ate busy spitting out rhymes about
wealth, booty, and gettin’ it on, K’Naan is
busy laying out a few of the realities of
where he grew up. It gives you a little per-
spective on the whole “I’m from the
ghetto” style of rap when you hear first-
hand stories from someone who grew up
in a literal war zone. It also makes you
realize how contrived and ridiculous most
hip hop really is. Fortunately, an impas-
sioned performance from one such as
K’Naan also reminds you that hip hop can
be an amazing form of raw expression
that belongs on an equal artistic plane
with all other forms of music. His album,
The Dusty Foot Philosopher, will leave you
speechless.
Aditya Verma
When I decided to go to this event, I was
really hoping I would get a good chance
to sample some music from other cul-
tures. I was particularly excited when I
found out that there was an Indian classi-
cal musician. In the 45-minute set, Verma
and his tabla player played only two
pieces. One was a short piece, attempting
to familiarize the audience with Indian
musical structure. The other was a much
longer piece, over half an hour, demon-
strating that structure in its real form.
Besides finally getting to see this music
played live, I was excited to see someone
play a piece of music that was more than
5 minutes long. The tension that builds
over such a long piece of music is quite
wonderful, especially when it finally ends.
Probably the two most skilled musicians
at the festival.
Collaborations
This was, for me, the coolest part of the
festival. For four years now, the Folk Fest
has attempted not only to jam artists from
all different disciplines on stage together
in hopes of creating magic, but bring
them together for days beforehand to
meet, interact, jam, and most importantly,
be given time to meld their musical back-
grounds into one massive artistic fusion.
The results were much more than simple
jam tunes, they were coherent and won-
derful pieces of music. I was fortunate
enough to see two of these. My favourite
featured a beat poet, a DJ, a french singer,
and Aditya Verma on sarod (along with
his tabla player). This type of cross-cul-
tural diversity is what folk music is
supposed to be about. The lack of mutu-
al respect for different forms of music,
and a lack of non-commercial integration,
is what keeps pop music boring and stat-
ic. I would kill for a recording of these
performances, but, at the same time, the
“one-time only-ness” of them is part of
the appeal.
August 10/2005
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Vancouver Folk Festival: Best Show in Town
Iain W. Reeve, A&E Editor
remember my happy teenage years
growing up in the suburban sprawl
of Vancouver. Summer meant three
things: hours spent at my friend’s house
watching movies and jumping on his
trampoline, riding rides at Playland till
nausea and heat stroke set in, and attend-
ing the many big-name music festivals
that rolled into the city each year. Well,
now I’m all grown up, living in the city,
and have been itching to get out to some
all-day music extravaganzas where I can
enjoy bands I know and experience all-
new music.
However, many of the music festivals
I attended as a youth either no longer
exist, or have become lame. I was in a rut
over this when a friend of mine asked me
if I was going to attend Vancouver Folk
Festival. Looking over the diverse, lineup,
I quickly jumped on the bandwagon.
While there were several acts on the
bill whom I had some familiarity with, the
real experience of Folk Fest is seeing
artists you have never heard of and will
likely never hear again. While the Friday-
night show only had one stage, the
Saturday and Sunday festivities featured
seven different stages running six or seven
shows per day. That’s a lot of music! I had
never been to a festival that allowed the
audience such freedom to wander and
experience the music. You could spend a
16 | www.theotherpress.ca
whole hour watching Irish folk music, or
spend half an hour listening to a beat poet
before wandering 100 yards to see an
Indian sarod player.
There was more to it than the music,
however. Near a couple of stages was a
big line of tents belonging to various
groups,
including Oxfam and The Tyee, a wicked,
organizations and advocacy
BC-oriented, online newspaper. Say what-
ever you want about the Folk Fest being
for hippies, at least it has anti-poverty
tents and diverse food options ranging
from corn on the cob to falafel. Sure beats
the normal slew of merch tents and hot
dog stands you find at most music festi-
vals. Also, the attempt to run a festival
that
responsible was admirable. For more on
that, check the article by photographer
extraordinaire, Kat Code.
But enough of this, let’s talk about
some of the awesome people who played
at the festival:
was somewhat environmentally
Buck 65
This was one name I was looking forward
to and, boy, did he deliver. Hailing from
Nova Scotia, the so-called hick-hop artist
pulled off a wonderful one-man show
that fused all the best parts of blues, blue-
grass, rock, folk, and hip hop into one
wicked fast and furious package. Add to
this the fact that the man is a lyrical genius
with diversity and depth that would put
any gangsta rapper to shame, and you’ve
got one of Canada’s hottest and most
imaginative artists. The stories he told
between songs were alone worth the price
of admission. “I once saw a woman eat an
entire bicycle.” Brilliant. Snag his current
album Secret House Against the World now.
Feist
The luscious Miss Lesley Feist has every-
thing a confident female artist should
have: an entrancing stage presence, the
most solid guitar skills ’'ve seen in a
female artist in some time, and a voice
that is far beyond enchanting. While her
stage set was considerably different from
the versions found on her mesmerizing
album Leg it Die, the three-piece band laid
out versions of her songs that were less
layered, but engrossing all the same.
Certainly an artist worth checking out.
K’Naan
Hailing from Toronto, but an immigrant
from Somalia, K’Naan is not your typical
African-Canadian hip-hop artist. While
most ate busy spitting out rhymes about
wealth, booty, and gettin’ it on, K’Naan is
busy laying out a few of the realities of
where he grew up. It gives you a little per-
spective on the whole “I’m from the
ghetto” style of rap when you hear first-
hand stories from someone who grew up
in a literal war zone. It also makes you
realize how contrived and ridiculous most
hip hop really is. Fortunately, an impas-
sioned performance from one such as
K’Naan also reminds you that hip hop can
be an amazing form of raw expression
that belongs on an equal artistic plane
with all other forms of music. His album,
The Dusty Foot Philosopher, will leave you
speechless.
Aditya Verma
When I decided to go to this event, I was
really hoping I would get a good chance
to sample some music from other cul-
tures. I was particularly excited when I
found out that there was an Indian classi-
cal musician. In the 45-minute set, Verma
and his tabla player played only two
pieces. One was a short piece, attempting
to familiarize the audience with Indian
musical structure. The other was a much
longer piece, over half an hour, demon-
strating that structure in its real form.
Besides finally getting to see this music
played live, I was excited to see someone
play a piece of music that was more than
5 minutes long. The tension that builds
over such a long piece of music is quite
wonderful, especially when it finally ends.
Probably the two most skilled musicians
at the festival.
Collaborations
This was, for me, the coolest part of the
festival. For four years now, the Folk Fest
has attempted not only to jam artists from
all different disciplines on stage together
in hopes of creating magic, but bring
them together for days beforehand to
meet, interact, jam, and most importantly,
be given time to meld their musical back-
grounds into one massive artistic fusion.
The results were much more than simple
jam tunes, they were coherent and won-
derful pieces of music. I was fortunate
enough to see two of these. My favourite
featured a beat poet, a DJ, a french singer,
and Aditya Verma on sarod (along with
his tabla player). This type of cross-cul-
tural diversity is what folk music is
supposed to be about. The lack of mutu-
al respect for different forms of music,
and a lack of non-commercial integration,
is what keeps pop music boring and stat-
ic. I would kill for a recording of these
performances, but, at the same time, the
“one-time only-ness” of them is part of
the appeal.
August 10/2005
Vancouver Folk Festival: Best Show in Town
Iain W. Reeve, A&E Editor
remember my happy teenage years
growing up in the suburban sprawl
of Vancouver. Summer meant three
things: hours spent at my friend’s house
watching movies and jumping on his
trampoline, riding rides at Playland till
nausea and heat stroke set in, and attend-
ing the many big-name music festivals
that rolled into the city each year. Well,
now I’m all grown up, living in the city,
and have been itching to get out to some
all-day music extravaganzas where I can
enjoy bands I know and experience all-
new music.
However, many of the music festivals
I attended as a youth either no longer
exist, or have become lame. I was in a rut
over this when a friend of mine asked me
if I was going to attend Vancouver Folk
Festival. Looking over the diverse, lineup,
I quickly jumped on the bandwagon.
While there were several acts on the
bill whom I had some familiarity with, the
real experience of Folk Fest is seeing
artists you have never heard of and will
likely never hear again. While the Friday-
night show only had one stage, the
Saturday and Sunday festivities featured
seven different stages running six or seven
shows per day. That’s a lot of music! I had
never been to a festival that allowed the
audience such freedom to wander and
experience the music. You could spend a
16 | www.theotherpress.ca
whole hour watching Irish folk music, or
spend half an hour listening to a beat poet
before wandering 100 yards to see an
Indian sarod player.
There was more to it than the music,
however. Near a couple of stages was a
big line of tents belonging to various
groups,
including Oxfam and The Tyee, a wicked,
organizations and advocacy
BC-oriented, online newspaper. Say what-
ever you want about the Folk Fest being
for hippies, at least it has anti-poverty
tents and diverse food options ranging
from corn on the cob to falafel. Sure beats
the normal slew of merch tents and hot
dog stands you find at most music festi-
vals. Also, the attempt to run a festival
that
responsible was admirable. For more on
that, check the article by photographer
extraordinaire, Kat Code.
But enough of this, let’s talk about
some of the awesome people who played
at the festival:
was somewhat environmentally
Buck 65
This was one name I was looking forward
to and, boy, did he deliver. Hailing from
Nova Scotia, the so-called hick-hop artist
pulled off a wonderful one-man show
that fused all the best parts of blues, blue-
grass, rock, folk, and hip hop into one
wicked fast and furious package. Add to
this the fact that the man is a lyrical genius
with diversity and depth that would put
any gangsta rapper to shame, and you’ve
got one of Canada’s hottest and most
imaginative artists. The stories he told
between songs were alone worth the price
of admission. “I once saw a woman eat an
entire bicycle.” Brilliant. Snag his current
album Secret House Against the World now.
Feist
The luscious Miss Lesley Feist has every-
thing a confident female artist should
have: an entrancing stage presence, the
most solid guitar skills ’'ve seen in a
female artist in some time, and a voice
that is far beyond enchanting. While her
stage set was considerably different from
the versions found on her mesmerizing
album Leg it Die, the three-piece band laid
out versions of her songs that were less
layered, but engrossing all the same.
Certainly an artist worth checking out.
K’Naan
Hailing from Toronto, but an immigrant
from Somalia, K’Naan is not your typical
African-Canadian hip-hop artist. While
most ate busy spitting out rhymes about
wealth, booty, and gettin’ it on, K’Naan is
busy laying out a few of the realities of
where he grew up. It gives you a little per-
spective on the whole “I’m from the
ghetto” style of rap when you hear first-
hand stories from someone who grew up
in a literal war zone. It also makes you
realize how contrived and ridiculous most
hip hop really is. Fortunately, an impas-
sioned performance from one such as
K’Naan also reminds you that hip hop can
be an amazing form of raw expression
that belongs on an equal artistic plane
with all other forms of music. His album,
The Dusty Foot Philosopher, will leave you
speechless.
Aditya Verma
When I decided to go to this event, I was
really hoping I would get a good chance
to sample some music from other cul-
tures. I was particularly excited when I
found out that there was an Indian classi-
cal musician. In the 45-minute set, Verma
and his tabla player played only two
pieces. One was a short piece, attempting
to familiarize the audience with Indian
musical structure. The other was a much
longer piece, over half an hour, demon-
strating that structure in its real form.
Besides finally getting to see this music
played live, I was excited to see someone
play a piece of music that was more than
5 minutes long. The tension that builds
over such a long piece of music is quite
wonderful, especially when it finally ends.
Probably the two most skilled musicians
at the festival.
Collaborations
This was, for me, the coolest part of the
festival. For four years now, the Folk Fest
has attempted not only to jam artists from
all different disciplines on stage together
in hopes of creating magic, but bring
them together for days beforehand to
meet, interact, jam, and most importantly,
be given time to meld their musical back-
grounds into one massive artistic fusion.
The results were much more than simple
jam tunes, they were coherent and won-
derful pieces of music. I was fortunate
enough to see two of these. My favourite
featured a beat poet, a DJ, a french singer,
and Aditya Verma on sarod (along with
his tabla player). This type of cross-cul-
tural diversity is what folk music is
supposed to be about. The lack of mutu-
al respect for different forms of music,
and a lack of non-commercial integration,
is what keeps pop music boring and stat-
ic. I would kill for a recording of these
performances, but, at the same time, the
“one-time only-ness” of them is part of
the appeal.
August 10/2005
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Canada Bows Out of Gold Cup
Kevin Welsh, OP Soccer Aficionado
= DOWN SIDES
Colin Miley, Pinch Hitter, Stitch
Splitter, OP Contributor
While former Sports Editor Darren
Paterson is Down Under conducting
exhaustive research into the reproductive
characteristics of kangaroos, I'll be lead-
ing this month’s journey into “The
Downside of Sports.”
Steroid abuse is killing wrestlers faster
pavel and
pass the blame. While a at jury has
than a US Senator can pound a g
been convened to point fingers at the Bay
Area Laboratory Co-Operative (BALCO)
in particular, and professional baseball in
general, wrestlers continue to die at an
alarming rate.
If you haven’t seen your favourite
WWE wrestler in action lately, it may be
because he’s doing sunset flips off the
pearly gates these days. Curt Hennig, dead
August 10/2005
nce again, it was a case of
close but no cigar, a
cliché that is quickly
becoming a mantra for the
Canadian Men’s World Cup soccer
team. Hot on the heels of their
failed bid to qualify for the World
Cup, Frank Yallop’s side crashed
out of the 2005 Gold Cup (the
biannual championship for North
American, Central American, and
Caribbean countries), failing to
qualify past the group stage in the
process. Nonetheless, there were
some positive signs from the pro-
gram that is currently being
revamped under the careful eye of
Yallop.
With several of their A players
opting to miss the tournament,
notably Tomasz Radzinski, Paul
Stalteri, Julian de Guzman, Daniel
Imhof, and Mike Klukowski, Yallop
at 44. Road Warrior “Hawk,” deceased at
46. Crash Holly (32), Ravishing Rick Rude
(40), “The British Bulldog” Davey Boy
Smith (39): all dead, every one of them.
Pro wrestlers have a mortality rate more
than seven times higher than the average
American. The ’roids may not be entirely
to blame, but they ate certainly a major
contributing factor.
If the US really cared about curbing
the use of steroids, Human Growth
Hormones (HGH), and other perform-
ance enhancers, they’d do well to include
wrestling in their inquiries. Vince
McMahon, Hulk Hogan, and Jesse “The
Body”
steroids during a mid-90s investigation
Ventura all copped to using
into wrestling. No...really? People Anew
that wrestling was rife with steroids?
McMahon went on to headline several
matches in the past few years, magically
bulking up to superhuman size even as he
approached his 70th birthday. His WWE
has grown into a billion-dollar industry.
Hogan now has a new reality show a la
The Osbournes and is hoping to launch his
daughter’s singing career. Jesse Ventura
went on to become the freaking
Governor of Minnesota. Look at Arnold
Schwarzenegger. He’s also admitted to
and he’s the freaking
Governor of California. The answer
looks simple: just do crazy amounts of
steroids and you can be rich and famous,
too.
In addition to performance enhancers,
steroid usage,
was forced to bring in more than a few
internationally inexperienced players. No
less than six players from the United
Soccer League’s Montreal Impact were
called into duty, with a seventh Impact
player placed on stand-by. Complement
the Impact-laden Team Canada were the
few A players who were available—lIain
Hume, Jim Brennan, Atiba Hutchinson,
Dwayne deRosario, and Kevin McKenna.
A 2-1 pre-tournament loss to
Honduras set the tone for the tourna-
ment, with Canada acquitting themselves
well, but failing to capitalize on their scor-
ing chances. The trend continued
throughout the tournament, which saw
Canada score only twice in three games.
Canada controlled much of the play in
their opening match against Costa Rica,
but dropped a 1—0 decision on a contro-
versial penalty kick (though replays do
conclusively show that Canada’s Patrice
Bernier did handle the ball with his invis-
wrestlers are also mixing in a whole lot of
cocaine, painkillers, and booze to deal
with the pain and rigours of the WWE’s
schedule. These drugs can all be lethal on
their own, but mix them with steroids and
you basically have a slow-acting poison.
Granted, exposing Barry Bonds, Jason
Giambi, et al as the performance-
enhanced freaks that they have become is
a step in the right direction, but why does
ible third arm). Canada followed that up
with a hard-fought, 2—0 loss to the host
USA.
By the time their third game rolled
around, Canada had to defeat Cuba 3-0
and hope Colombia tied Trinidad &
Tobago 1—1 in order for them to qualify
for the knockout stage. Canada dominat-
ed the match, but the 2-1 victory (on
goals by Hutchinson and Montreal’s Ali
Gerba) was not enough.
Despite the disappointments, there
were positive signs. Most of the Montreal
players brought in didn’t look out of
place, with strong performances turned in
by goalkeeper Greg Sutton, defenders
Gabriel Gervais and Adam Braz, and mid-
fielder Sando Grande. Others were
watching, as well, as Grande and Gerba
have since left Montreal to play for
Norway’s Viking and Sweden’s Sundsvall,
respectively.
the US Congress seem to care more about
a baseball player’s life than a pro
wrestler’s?
It’s time to face the truth: If steroids
are giving sports a black eye, this investi-
gation’s reluctance to look at wrestling is
giving it a broken jaw, three cracked ribs,
and a fractured femur.
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AANA ANNA RAPA
Canada Bows Out of Gold Cup
Kevin Welsh, OP Soccer Aficionado
= DOWN SIDES
Colin Miley, Pinch Hitter, Stitch
Splitter, OP Contributor
While former Sports Editor Darren
Paterson is Down Under conducting
exhaustive research into the reproductive
characteristics of kangaroos, I'll be lead-
ing this month’s journey into “The
Downside of Sports.”
Steroid abuse is killing wrestlers faster
pavel and
pass the blame. While a at jury has
than a US Senator can pound a g
been convened to point fingers at the Bay
Area Laboratory Co-Operative (BALCO)
in particular, and professional baseball in
general, wrestlers continue to die at an
alarming rate.
If you haven’t seen your favourite
WWE wrestler in action lately, it may be
because he’s doing sunset flips off the
pearly gates these days. Curt Hennig, dead
August 10/2005
nce again, it was a case of
close but no cigar, a
cliché that is quickly
becoming a mantra for the
Canadian Men’s World Cup soccer
team. Hot on the heels of their
failed bid to qualify for the World
Cup, Frank Yallop’s side crashed
out of the 2005 Gold Cup (the
biannual championship for North
American, Central American, and
Caribbean countries), failing to
qualify past the group stage in the
process. Nonetheless, there were
some positive signs from the pro-
gram that is currently being
revamped under the careful eye of
Yallop.
With several of their A players
opting to miss the tournament,
notably Tomasz Radzinski, Paul
Stalteri, Julian de Guzman, Daniel
Imhof, and Mike Klukowski, Yallop
at 44. Road Warrior “Hawk,” deceased at
46. Crash Holly (32), Ravishing Rick Rude
(40), “The British Bulldog” Davey Boy
Smith (39): all dead, every one of them.
Pro wrestlers have a mortality rate more
than seven times higher than the average
American. The ’roids may not be entirely
to blame, but they ate certainly a major
contributing factor.
If the US really cared about curbing
the use of steroids, Human Growth
Hormones (HGH), and other perform-
ance enhancers, they’d do well to include
wrestling in their inquiries. Vince
McMahon, Hulk Hogan, and Jesse “The
Body”
steroids during a mid-90s investigation
Ventura all copped to using
into wrestling. No...really? People Anew
that wrestling was rife with steroids?
McMahon went on to headline several
matches in the past few years, magically
bulking up to superhuman size even as he
approached his 70th birthday. His WWE
has grown into a billion-dollar industry.
Hogan now has a new reality show a la
The Osbournes and is hoping to launch his
daughter’s singing career. Jesse Ventura
went on to become the freaking
Governor of Minnesota. Look at Arnold
Schwarzenegger. He’s also admitted to
and he’s the freaking
Governor of California. The answer
looks simple: just do crazy amounts of
steroids and you can be rich and famous,
too.
In addition to performance enhancers,
steroid usage,
was forced to bring in more than a few
internationally inexperienced players. No
less than six players from the United
Soccer League’s Montreal Impact were
called into duty, with a seventh Impact
player placed on stand-by. Complement
the Impact-laden Team Canada were the
few A players who were available—lIain
Hume, Jim Brennan, Atiba Hutchinson,
Dwayne deRosario, and Kevin McKenna.
A 2-1 pre-tournament loss to
Honduras set the tone for the tourna-
ment, with Canada acquitting themselves
well, but failing to capitalize on their scor-
ing chances. The trend continued
throughout the tournament, which saw
Canada score only twice in three games.
Canada controlled much of the play in
their opening match against Costa Rica,
but dropped a 1—0 decision on a contro-
versial penalty kick (though replays do
conclusively show that Canada’s Patrice
Bernier did handle the ball with his invis-
wrestlers are also mixing in a whole lot of
cocaine, painkillers, and booze to deal
with the pain and rigours of the WWE’s
schedule. These drugs can all be lethal on
their own, but mix them with steroids and
you basically have a slow-acting poison.
Granted, exposing Barry Bonds, Jason
Giambi, et al as the performance-
enhanced freaks that they have become is
a step in the right direction, but why does
ible third arm). Canada followed that up
with a hard-fought, 2—0 loss to the host
USA.
By the time their third game rolled
around, Canada had to defeat Cuba 3-0
and hope Colombia tied Trinidad &
Tobago 1—1 in order for them to qualify
for the knockout stage. Canada dominat-
ed the match, but the 2-1 victory (on
goals by Hutchinson and Montreal’s Ali
Gerba) was not enough.
Despite the disappointments, there
were positive signs. Most of the Montreal
players brought in didn’t look out of
place, with strong performances turned in
by goalkeeper Greg Sutton, defenders
Gabriel Gervais and Adam Braz, and mid-
fielder Sando Grande. Others were
watching, as well, as Grande and Gerba
have since left Montreal to play for
Norway’s Viking and Sweden’s Sundsvall,
respectively.
the US Congress seem to care more about
a baseball player’s life than a pro
wrestler’s?
It’s time to face the truth: If steroids
are giving sports a black eye, this investi-
gation’s reluctance to look at wrestling is
giving it a broken jaw, three cracked ribs,
and a fractured femur.
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“Where's your favourite place to hang out in New West when you re not in class?”
Elizabeth Helps, Psychology:
The Riverboat Casino.
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In New West? I just live and go to
school here. I go other places to
have fun.
Mike Walker,
Accounting Management:
The Starbucks on Columbia Street. I
get lots of homework done there.
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“Douglas Word on the Street
“Where's your favourite place to hang out in New West when you re not in class?”
Elizabeth Helps, Psychology:
The Riverboat Casino.
.
Ikuko Yoshizumi, ESL:
In New West? I just live and go to
school here. I go other places to
have fun.
Mike Walker,
Accounting Management:
The Starbucks on Columbia Street. I
get lots of homework done there.
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Strike One: Telus Sucks
The telecommunications company you love to hate has
found a way to piss everyone off further: Strike!
The shmoes at Telus have gone on strike, and let it be
known that that’s a blanket statement—whether you’re
the brain trust of the beast or the body of workers that
make it run, you’re standing for pure evil.
On July 21, Telus workers walked off the job in
response to the company’s plan to arbitrarily impose
major concessions under the terms of a new bargaining
agreement for all its unionized employees. No word on
whether those concessions included quicker service, less
pressure tactics, and an actual break on the second
month’s bill—like they promised—instead of a massive
gouging.
The terms were to be imposed on Friday so the
workers walked out on Thursday, proving that some
things are important enough to be done yesterday.
Since then, 13,700 membets of the
Telecommunications Workers Union (TWU) have been
picketing and protesting outside Telus offices in Alberta
and BC. Rather than wearing signs that ask you to honk
your support, they’re wearing signs that read “Please
Don’t Run Us Over.”
The disgruntled workers have turned to militant tac-
tics, sort of, by severing four fibre-optic lines in Burnaby,
Fort Langley, Pritchard, and Ladysmith. The acts of
pussycat terrorism shut down service to a few thousand
people for a couple days, disrupting businesses and cut-
ting access to 9-1-1.
Said Bruce Bell, president of the TWU: “We don’t
condone [those acts of pussycat terrorism] and hopeful-
ly the authorities will catch whoever is responsible.”
Hopefully, Bruce. And hopefully Shaw will believe
me when I say that I’m “on the fence” about leaving
Telus and offer me a big fat deal on cable internet serv-
ices.
(News Editor’ note: A\tthough a Maple Ridge man, who
has no known affiliation with the union, was recently
charged with vandalism in the Fort Langley instance, you
can just go ahead and pretend that it’s Telus’ fault any-
ways. I didn’t really mean it when I promised to bring
journalistic integrity to the news.)
August 10/2005
Brandon Ferguson, News Editor
Strike Two:
Truckers Keeping It Real
If you want a real juicy strike, one
that conjures up the spirit of old
Jimmy Hoffa, you’ve got to turn to
the grizzled veterans of blue-collar
walk-out war tactics: the truckers.
Months ago, the 1,000 members
of the Vancouver Container Truck
Association (VCTA) warned that
they were pissed off over high gas
prices. We barely noticed. Then they
held heated meetings, where sug-
gestions of a full-blown strike were
rejected in favour of a demonstra-
tion that choked the highways with
a massive procession of big rigs. We
covered it. Now, they’ve just plain
walked out, yelled at scabs, crippled
the Port of Vancouver, retarded the
national economy, slashed tires,
broken windows, and shot up eight
trucks. We’re aghast, yet strangely
impressed.
Now ¢hat’s how you strike.
Vince Ready, a federal mediator,
was in town early last week to help
settle the month-long strike that is
costing the BC economy about $75
million in transportation costs a day.
What he has to deal with is the
imbalance in pay versus the
immense cost of running a truck—
truckers are paid between $300 and
$400 a day, while fuel costs are
about $350 a day. That doesn’t even
leave enough for a decent handjob
on Franklin Street. Where’s the
humanity?
The dispute began June 27th
and has cost Canada nearly $1 bil-
lion in stagnant shipments which
continue to sit in the port. Though
some businesses will unfortunately
go under over this mess, it proves
where our needs lie. While 13,700
Telus workers force us to write
more letters and visit family more,
1,000 gritty workers remind us of
where the lifeblood of our econo-
my lies: on the road.
It’s the kind of life lesson you
only expect to get from The Littlest
Hobo.
Strike Three:
Tunneling Stoners are Out
Proving again that
Amsterdam’s for fags—wait, wait,
so are we (Go Bill C-38!)—BC bud
growers have outdone themselves
once
in the quest for world marijuana
domination by tunneling under the
border on Zero Avenue from
Langley to Blaine.
Naturally, stoners are an easily
discovered bunch. How many times
have you gone to your restaurant
job after smoking a fresh bowl,
sworn you wouldn’t say anything,
and then told the first person you
saw in the kitchen, “Dude, ’'m so
baked!”’?
Yah. Thought so.
After the first shipment of
drugs went through the 110-metre
long tunnel, US officials pounced,
nabbing three Surrey men who
were up to their ears in dope.
Presumably, that is, since you could-
nt see their ears through those
wicked-sweet mullets.
What Surrey stoners may some-
times lack in personal hygiene (and
that doesn’t apply to the dapper
dressing pals and gals of Brown
Town), they certainly make up for
in interior decorating. The tunnel
had lighting, ventilation, rebar
enforced supports, and a stunning
lacquered oak-panel finish. The
Glad Plug-ins were Swiss Vanilla.
Although this most hilarious pot
bust reeks of ingenuity, it has raised
the ire of America (fuck yeah?),
who has deemed it a national secu-
rity threat.
As CNN and FOX went nuts
over our porous border, one of our
own—James Bissett, former head
of the now defunct Canadian
Immigration Service—joined the
propaganda party, saying: “There’s
so much more we can do, but we
probably won’t until we have our
own incident up here.”
What, the 24 Mounties we’ve
assigned to patrol the 160 border
crossings nation-wide isn’t enough,
James? That’s like two cops for
every province. They have walkie-
talkies, uniforms, guns that shoot;
shit, they’ve even got a cool name:
the Integrated Border Enforcement
Team.
You know, I bet America would
be a whole lot better off if we kept
taking their dirty diesel fuel cocaine
off them in return for our mellow-
ing Mary Jane.
But as I was _ saying...which
was...2 Damn. Oh, right: don’t try
and do your work high, or some-
thing...
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Strike One: Telus Sucks
The telecommunications company you love to hate has
found a way to piss everyone off further: Strike!
The shmoes at Telus have gone on strike, and let it be
known that that’s a blanket statement—whether you’re
the brain trust of the beast or the body of workers that
make it run, you’re standing for pure evil.
On July 21, Telus workers walked off the job in
response to the company’s plan to arbitrarily impose
major concessions under the terms of a new bargaining
agreement for all its unionized employees. No word on
whether those concessions included quicker service, less
pressure tactics, and an actual break on the second
month’s bill—like they promised—instead of a massive
gouging.
The terms were to be imposed on Friday so the
workers walked out on Thursday, proving that some
things are important enough to be done yesterday.
Since then, 13,700 membets of the
Telecommunications Workers Union (TWU) have been
picketing and protesting outside Telus offices in Alberta
and BC. Rather than wearing signs that ask you to honk
your support, they’re wearing signs that read “Please
Don’t Run Us Over.”
The disgruntled workers have turned to militant tac-
tics, sort of, by severing four fibre-optic lines in Burnaby,
Fort Langley, Pritchard, and Ladysmith. The acts of
pussycat terrorism shut down service to a few thousand
people for a couple days, disrupting businesses and cut-
ting access to 9-1-1.
Said Bruce Bell, president of the TWU: “We don’t
condone [those acts of pussycat terrorism] and hopeful-
ly the authorities will catch whoever is responsible.”
Hopefully, Bruce. And hopefully Shaw will believe
me when I say that I’m “on the fence” about leaving
Telus and offer me a big fat deal on cable internet serv-
ices.
(News Editor’ note: A\tthough a Maple Ridge man, who
has no known affiliation with the union, was recently
charged with vandalism in the Fort Langley instance, you
can just go ahead and pretend that it’s Telus’ fault any-
ways. I didn’t really mean it when I promised to bring
journalistic integrity to the news.)
August 10/2005
Brandon Ferguson, News Editor
Strike Two:
Truckers Keeping It Real
If you want a real juicy strike, one
that conjures up the spirit of old
Jimmy Hoffa, you’ve got to turn to
the grizzled veterans of blue-collar
walk-out war tactics: the truckers.
Months ago, the 1,000 members
of the Vancouver Container Truck
Association (VCTA) warned that
they were pissed off over high gas
prices. We barely noticed. Then they
held heated meetings, where sug-
gestions of a full-blown strike were
rejected in favour of a demonstra-
tion that choked the highways with
a massive procession of big rigs. We
covered it. Now, they’ve just plain
walked out, yelled at scabs, crippled
the Port of Vancouver, retarded the
national economy, slashed tires,
broken windows, and shot up eight
trucks. We’re aghast, yet strangely
impressed.
Now ¢hat’s how you strike.
Vince Ready, a federal mediator,
was in town early last week to help
settle the month-long strike that is
costing the BC economy about $75
million in transportation costs a day.
What he has to deal with is the
imbalance in pay versus the
immense cost of running a truck—
truckers are paid between $300 and
$400 a day, while fuel costs are
about $350 a day. That doesn’t even
leave enough for a decent handjob
on Franklin Street. Where’s the
humanity?
The dispute began June 27th
and has cost Canada nearly $1 bil-
lion in stagnant shipments which
continue to sit in the port. Though
some businesses will unfortunately
go under over this mess, it proves
where our needs lie. While 13,700
Telus workers force us to write
more letters and visit family more,
1,000 gritty workers remind us of
where the lifeblood of our econo-
my lies: on the road.
It’s the kind of life lesson you
only expect to get from The Littlest
Hobo.
Strike Three:
Tunneling Stoners are Out
Proving again that
Amsterdam’s for fags—wait, wait,
so are we (Go Bill C-38!)—BC bud
growers have outdone themselves
once
in the quest for world marijuana
domination by tunneling under the
border on Zero Avenue from
Langley to Blaine.
Naturally, stoners are an easily
discovered bunch. How many times
have you gone to your restaurant
job after smoking a fresh bowl,
sworn you wouldn’t say anything,
and then told the first person you
saw in the kitchen, “Dude, ’'m so
baked!”’?
Yah. Thought so.
After the first shipment of
drugs went through the 110-metre
long tunnel, US officials pounced,
nabbing three Surrey men who
were up to their ears in dope.
Presumably, that is, since you could-
nt see their ears through those
wicked-sweet mullets.
What Surrey stoners may some-
times lack in personal hygiene (and
that doesn’t apply to the dapper
dressing pals and gals of Brown
Town), they certainly make up for
in interior decorating. The tunnel
had lighting, ventilation, rebar
enforced supports, and a stunning
lacquered oak-panel finish. The
Glad Plug-ins were Swiss Vanilla.
Although this most hilarious pot
bust reeks of ingenuity, it has raised
the ire of America (fuck yeah?),
who has deemed it a national secu-
rity threat.
As CNN and FOX went nuts
over our porous border, one of our
own—James Bissett, former head
of the now defunct Canadian
Immigration Service—joined the
propaganda party, saying: “There’s
so much more we can do, but we
probably won’t until we have our
own incident up here.”
What, the 24 Mounties we’ve
assigned to patrol the 160 border
crossings nation-wide isn’t enough,
James? That’s like two cops for
every province. They have walkie-
talkies, uniforms, guns that shoot;
shit, they’ve even got a cool name:
the Integrated Border Enforcement
Team.
You know, I bet America would
be a whole lot better off if we kept
taking their dirty diesel fuel cocaine
off them in return for our mellow-
ing Mary Jane.
But as I was _ saying...which
was...2 Damn. Oh, right: don’t try
and do your work high, or some-
thing...
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Right Hook =
\ J.J. McCullough, OP Columnist —_/
Ee ne
What is culture? That’s a question I have
been pondering a lot lately.
You see, I am writing this article from
the Netherlands, where I am currently on
holiday. This is my third trip to the coun-
try in five years. There are many things
about Holland that keep me coming back.
The Dutch have no shortage of quaint
museums, lively cities, and fun people, and
by far one of the biggest motivations
behind my repeated visits has been the
simple joy of immersing myself in a for-
eign culture for a few weeks.
Holland is a western European coun-
try, about as culturally similar to Canada
as any non-British part of Europe gets.
The Dutch drink Coke, go to McDonalds,
watch War of the Worlds, listen to rap
music, and so on. Yet despite a few super-
ficial similarities, it does not take long to
realize that the unique flavour of Dutch
culture colours even these quintessentially
North American experiences.
For example, while rap music is popu-
lar here, the most popular artists continue
to be Dutch rappers, who bust mad
rhymes in the native Dutch tongue. Right
now, one of the most popular songs on
the Dutch charts is “Watskeburt,’ an
insane-sounding rap song by the group
De Jeugd van Tegenwoordi, or, roughly
translated, The Kids of Today. The music
video features the main singer dancing
around the streets of Amsterdam in a
jumpsuit emblazoned with the colours of
the Dutch flag. The whole phenomenon
can be a bit surreal at times.
Weirdness aside, the point is, every-
where you go in Holland things are
different, though often in subtle ways.
Along with many of their own festivals
and events, the Dutch celebrate birthdays,
funerals, weddings, and even Christmas
differently than us, with their own unique-
ly Dutch customs sprinkled throughout.
In social situations the Dutch have often
jarringly different concepts of what con-
stitutes “rude” behaviour. For example,
while it is considered the height of rude-
ness to ask what someone’s job is, casually
making an observation about someone’s
Editorial Cartoon
and along with being Canada's first non-white Governor,
Adrienne Clarkson's 1999 appointment also signaled the
beginning of what is now commonly dubbed the “CBC Era.”
physical appearance, such as “I see you are
gaining weight,” or, “You seem to be loos-
ing your hair,’ is considered perfectly
A-Okay.
To me, it is all these things and more
that collectively form a nation’s culture.
All these little differences add up to make
a country that is as vibrant and interesting
as it is unique and independent. The more
I experience it all, the more I start think-
ing how our own culture back home adds
up in comparison.
In Canada, our government spends a
great deal of tax money every year in its
never-ending quest to promote “Canadian
culture.” But what exactly constitutes our
nation’s culture? Unlike the Dutch,
Canadian culture is not a subtle or quaint
thing, It is instead a state-sanctioned,
bloated, multi-billion dollar industry driv-
en mostly by the agenda of the country’s
political bigwigs.
Canada Day, a holiday that should rep-
resent the height of Canadian culture, has
instead become a national joke as the fes-
tivities become increasingly hijacked by
government interests and their respective
promotion of the “official” view of
Canadian patriotism. In the big cities
across the country, Canada Day celebra-
tions now often consist of little more
than politicians giving speeches. In the
background, booths from the Ministry of
Heritage hand out flags and posters
stamped with the Government of Canada
logo. Instead of celebrating
items of traditional culture
such as food, music, and
history, we are increasingly
told that Canada Day is a
time to celebrate so-called
“Canadian values” of mul-
ticulturalism, socialized
healthcare, and _bilingual-
ism. It is now, as some
pundits have already
dubbed it, more akin to
“Liberal Party Awareness
Day” than a truly sponta-
neous national celebration.
By comparison, a few
weeks ago I was lucky
enough to cross the border
and attend Belgium’s
Independence Day festivi-
ties. Now (¢hat was a
celebration of national cul-
ture. Downtown Brussels
was packed with street ven-
dors selling traditional
Belgian cuisine, people in
August 10/2005
2005,
STAFF PICKS
Kat Code, OP Photographer
Best local eatery:
The Keg.
Best local watering hole:
River’s Reach.
Best place to go instead of
going to class:
The duck pond in Friendship Park.
Best word(s) to describe
Douglas College:
Pedagogical.
Best reason to read the Other
Press:
It’s way more entertaining than
some stuffy textbook.
traditional Belgium costumes, traditional
Belgian musical performances, proud dis-
plays of Belgian flags, colours, and
symbols, and much mote.
The thing that struck me most of all
was how natural all this was to the
Belgians. Unlike the Canadians on Canada
Day, Belgium’s holiday was not being cel-
ebrated out of a sense of routine
obligation, nor were the festivities organ-
ized by a heavy-handed government eager
to steer the proceedings for its own polit-
ical interest. Instead, Belgian
Independence Day was truly, well, Be/gian.
Everyone in Belgium knows what their
culture is, and thus how to celebrate it.
The same cannot be said of Canada.
The tragedy in all of this is that
Canada does in fact have a culture. Ask any
European traveller to our country and
they'll likely say they find our customs,
media, food, and philosophies as interest-
ing and unique as I find the cultural
practices of Holland and Belgium. As my
trip progresses, I still experience a form of
mild culture-shock whenever I struggle to
explain a certain beloved tradition from
my society, like root beer floats or the
Tooth Fairy, to citizens of a foreign cul-
ture that have never heard of what I
consider such apparently common things.
Obviously, a cultural divide exists, or I
could not experience such feelings in the
Continued on page 10
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European Edition: Rethinking Canadian Culture
Right Hook =
\ J.J. McCullough, OP Columnist —_/
Ee ne
What is culture? That’s a question I have
been pondering a lot lately.
You see, I am writing this article from
the Netherlands, where I am currently on
holiday. This is my third trip to the coun-
try in five years. There are many things
about Holland that keep me coming back.
The Dutch have no shortage of quaint
museums, lively cities, and fun people, and
by far one of the biggest motivations
behind my repeated visits has been the
simple joy of immersing myself in a for-
eign culture for a few weeks.
Holland is a western European coun-
try, about as culturally similar to Canada
as any non-British part of Europe gets.
The Dutch drink Coke, go to McDonalds,
watch War of the Worlds, listen to rap
music, and so on. Yet despite a few super-
ficial similarities, it does not take long to
realize that the unique flavour of Dutch
culture colours even these quintessentially
North American experiences.
For example, while rap music is popu-
lar here, the most popular artists continue
to be Dutch rappers, who bust mad
rhymes in the native Dutch tongue. Right
now, one of the most popular songs on
the Dutch charts is “Watskeburt,’ an
insane-sounding rap song by the group
De Jeugd van Tegenwoordi, or, roughly
translated, The Kids of Today. The music
video features the main singer dancing
around the streets of Amsterdam in a
jumpsuit emblazoned with the colours of
the Dutch flag. The whole phenomenon
can be a bit surreal at times.
Weirdness aside, the point is, every-
where you go in Holland things are
different, though often in subtle ways.
Along with many of their own festivals
and events, the Dutch celebrate birthdays,
funerals, weddings, and even Christmas
differently than us, with their own unique-
ly Dutch customs sprinkled throughout.
In social situations the Dutch have often
jarringly different concepts of what con-
stitutes “rude” behaviour. For example,
while it is considered the height of rude-
ness to ask what someone’s job is, casually
making an observation about someone’s
Editorial Cartoon
and along with being Canada's first non-white Governor,
Adrienne Clarkson's 1999 appointment also signaled the
beginning of what is now commonly dubbed the “CBC Era.”
physical appearance, such as “I see you are
gaining weight,” or, “You seem to be loos-
ing your hair,’ is considered perfectly
A-Okay.
To me, it is all these things and more
that collectively form a nation’s culture.
All these little differences add up to make
a country that is as vibrant and interesting
as it is unique and independent. The more
I experience it all, the more I start think-
ing how our own culture back home adds
up in comparison.
In Canada, our government spends a
great deal of tax money every year in its
never-ending quest to promote “Canadian
culture.” But what exactly constitutes our
nation’s culture? Unlike the Dutch,
Canadian culture is not a subtle or quaint
thing, It is instead a state-sanctioned,
bloated, multi-billion dollar industry driv-
en mostly by the agenda of the country’s
political bigwigs.
Canada Day, a holiday that should rep-
resent the height of Canadian culture, has
instead become a national joke as the fes-
tivities become increasingly hijacked by
government interests and their respective
promotion of the “official” view of
Canadian patriotism. In the big cities
across the country, Canada Day celebra-
tions now often consist of little more
than politicians giving speeches. In the
background, booths from the Ministry of
Heritage hand out flags and posters
stamped with the Government of Canada
logo. Instead of celebrating
items of traditional culture
such as food, music, and
history, we are increasingly
told that Canada Day is a
time to celebrate so-called
“Canadian values” of mul-
ticulturalism, socialized
healthcare, and _bilingual-
ism. It is now, as some
pundits have already
dubbed it, more akin to
“Liberal Party Awareness
Day” than a truly sponta-
neous national celebration.
By comparison, a few
weeks ago I was lucky
enough to cross the border
and attend Belgium’s
Independence Day festivi-
ties. Now (¢hat was a
celebration of national cul-
ture. Downtown Brussels
was packed with street ven-
dors selling traditional
Belgian cuisine, people in
August 10/2005
2005,
STAFF PICKS
Kat Code, OP Photographer
Best local eatery:
The Keg.
Best local watering hole:
River’s Reach.
Best place to go instead of
going to class:
The duck pond in Friendship Park.
Best word(s) to describe
Douglas College:
Pedagogical.
Best reason to read the Other
Press:
It’s way more entertaining than
some stuffy textbook.
traditional Belgium costumes, traditional
Belgian musical performances, proud dis-
plays of Belgian flags, colours, and
symbols, and much mote.
The thing that struck me most of all
was how natural all this was to the
Belgians. Unlike the Canadians on Canada
Day, Belgium’s holiday was not being cel-
ebrated out of a sense of routine
obligation, nor were the festivities organ-
ized by a heavy-handed government eager
to steer the proceedings for its own polit-
ical interest. Instead, Belgian
Independence Day was truly, well, Be/gian.
Everyone in Belgium knows what their
culture is, and thus how to celebrate it.
The same cannot be said of Canada.
The tragedy in all of this is that
Canada does in fact have a culture. Ask any
European traveller to our country and
they'll likely say they find our customs,
media, food, and philosophies as interest-
ing and unique as I find the cultural
practices of Holland and Belgium. As my
trip progresses, I still experience a form of
mild culture-shock whenever I struggle to
explain a certain beloved tradition from
my society, like root beer floats or the
Tooth Fairy, to citizens of a foreign cul-
ture that have never heard of what I
consider such apparently common things.
Obviously, a cultural divide exists, or I
could not experience such feelings in the
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GRY AND DERYDRATED, THEN, TRY TO WALK
STRAIGHT AFTER SHARING ONE.
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FOUR-STOREY CEMENT MONSTROSLTY OVER ANTIGUE ALLEY (A
BILLBOARD DEDICATED TO THE ARCALTECTURAL WONDER OF THE.
AHEM, PARIKING LOT CAN BE FOUND ON THE THIRD STOREY)
j - REST JUG OF SANGRIA IN TOWN:
THE BOATHOUSE. FIRST, MAKE SURE YOURE HUN-
GRY AND DERYDRATED, THEN, TRY TO WALK
STRAIGHT AFTER SHARING ONE.
| BEST CHURCA NAME:
| FIRST CHURCH OF CHRIST. SCLENTIST CAT |
THE CORNER OF STH ST. AND 77H AVE.) a
BEST PLACE TO REMIND YOURSELF
OF WHY DRIVING BLOWS:
PARK BENCH ABOVE THE PATULLO
BRIDGE _ON-RAMP
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j - REST JUG OF SANGRIA IN TOWN:
THE BOATHOUSE. FIRST, MAKE SURE YOURE HUN-
GRY AND DERYDRATED, THEN, TRY TO WALK
STRAIGHT AFTER SHARING ONE.
| BEST CHURCA NAME:
| FIRST CHURCH OF CHRIST. SCLENTIST CAT |
THE CORNER OF STH ST. AND 77H AVE.) a
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tk
Branding Kids Starts Earlier Than Ever
AUTH:
LA i
David Suzuki,
David Suzuki
Foundation
Would you let your kids play in a swamp?
Odds are, most parents would balk at such
a notion today. After all, a swamp seems so
dirty and teeming with who knows what.
But if not a swamp, what about a forest,
or a creek—even a backyard? What worlds
are children exploring today and what are
they learning from them?
When I was a boy, my playground was
a swamp near my home in southern
Ontario. I spent countless hours there,
catching tadpoles and wading though cat-
tails, delighting at each new discovery. Asa
result, I could easily name dozens of
species of birds, fish, and insects. This was
my world and it shaped who I am today.
But while my world was full of nature’s
delights, today’s children face a world
dominated by consumer delights. Instead
of a real swamp, their world is often “vir-
tual,” consisting more of television, video
games, and the Internet. Each of these
technologies wields tremendous power
and children can learn a great deal with
them. What they learn, however, is not
necessarily what we intend.
Advertising certainly existed when I
was growing up, but it was nothing close
to the saturation levels faced by children
today. In my swamp, there were no bill-
boards. Frogs did not croak “coke.” Birds
did not pull banner ads. The swamp was
not sponsored by an oil company. And I
was blissfully free of the consumer mes-
sages that bombard children in the 21st
century.
So while I learned the names of other
living creatures, kids today are far more
likely to learn the names of various prod-
ucts and popular brands. According to
new research, this constant assault of
brand imagery is reaching our children at
earlier and earlier ages.
A recent study, published in the Journal
of Applied Developmental Psychology, has
found that children as young as two are
now able to recognize common brand
names. Researchers tested some 200
10 | www.theotherpress.ca
Dutch children, presenting them with
common logos, such as McDonalds, Nike,
Mercedes, and Cheetos. Most two- to
three-year-olds recognized eight out of 12
logos and the majority of eight-year-olds
recognized 100 percent of them—includ-
ing Camel cigarettes and Heineken beer.
Researchers found that one of the
strongest correlations with higher brand
recognition scores was a child’s exposure
to television. Generally, the more televi-
sion a child watched, the more readily he
or she was able to recognize brands. This
makes sense, given television’s power as a
visual medium.
But the researchers also point out that
their results should be a warning about the
potential for advertising to influence the
most impressionable minds. Advertising
to infants and toddlers is a rapidly growing
trend. Just ten years ago, most marketers
only targeted children over age six. Today,
with the success of toddler-based televi-
sion shows like Teletubbies, researchers say
infants and toddlers have been identified
as a “vital and undeniable target group.”
In fact, the authors argue that mar-
keters have already done their own
research about the cognitive and behav-
ioural effects of advertising on young
children. In most cases, however, the
results have not been made available to
academics or policy makers. In other
words, marketers aren’t just incidentally
targeting some of the most vulnerable
members of society—they are actively tar-
geting them, and then keeping quiet about
it.
Children of the 21st century are grow-
ing up in a world much different than the
one I faced. In some ways, they have more
opportunities than my generation ever did.
But they also face new problems and
threats that we never would have imag-
ined. Given the insidious nature of some
of those threats, maybe a swamp isn’t such
a bad place to play after all.
Take the Nature Challenge and learn
more at www.davidsuzuki.org.
Right Hook
Continued from page 9
first place.
This reality gets lost in the
Canadian obsession over the “big-
“Does
Canada have a wnique culture?” Are
ger” question, namely,
we a culturally distinct nation on the
world’s stage, with our own unique
characteristics, or are we simply cul-
turally inseparable from the
homogenous United States?
Canada’s blind obsession with anti-
Americanism, especially on the part
of this nation’s elites, seems to indi-
cate the latter. We mock what we are
not, rather than celebrate what we
are, out of national insecurity and a
shared unwillingness to accept our
shared identity with citizens of the
US:
That being said, the belief in a
blob-like “American” culture that
sweeps across the entire continent is
equally invalid. Canada and the
United States are alike in a broad
sense, but Seattle is more like
Vancouver than Austin, and likewise
like
Seattle. Powerful regional identities
Austin is more Atlanta than
exist across this great continent,
making the attempt to create coher-
ent and comprehensive definitions
of a “Canadian” or “American”
identity a rather fruitless pursuit. So,
while both the US and Canada do
share a common North American
culture, we are simultaneously divid-
ed by a myriad of provincial, state,
and even municipal cultures that are
inevitable in a continent as massive
as ours. Cohesive national identities
may be possible in small European
nation-states like Belgium, but that’s
simply not the reality in our part of
the globe.
Overall, when we obsess about
culture in our country, it is impor-
tant not to loose track of the bigger
picture. The culture of our society is
all around us, from the candied
apples and corndogs we eat at
Playland, to the Halloween cos-
tumes we wear in October. It is the
limited shopping hours on Sunday
and the diplomas we get on gradua-
tion day. Culture is as much defined
by the mundane routines of daily
life as it is by the flags and slogans of
a political state.
Much of our culture may not be
identifiably “Canadian,” and it may
not be particularly unique, but it is
ours none the less, and I, for one,
will be returning home with a
renewed appreciation for it.
August 10/2005
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OPiniONS
tk
Branding Kids Starts Earlier Than Ever
AUTH:
LA i
David Suzuki,
David Suzuki
Foundation
Would you let your kids play in a swamp?
Odds are, most parents would balk at such
a notion today. After all, a swamp seems so
dirty and teeming with who knows what.
But if not a swamp, what about a forest,
or a creek—even a backyard? What worlds
are children exploring today and what are
they learning from them?
When I was a boy, my playground was
a swamp near my home in southern
Ontario. I spent countless hours there,
catching tadpoles and wading though cat-
tails, delighting at each new discovery. Asa
result, I could easily name dozens of
species of birds, fish, and insects. This was
my world and it shaped who I am today.
But while my world was full of nature’s
delights, today’s children face a world
dominated by consumer delights. Instead
of a real swamp, their world is often “vir-
tual,” consisting more of television, video
games, and the Internet. Each of these
technologies wields tremendous power
and children can learn a great deal with
them. What they learn, however, is not
necessarily what we intend.
Advertising certainly existed when I
was growing up, but it was nothing close
to the saturation levels faced by children
today. In my swamp, there were no bill-
boards. Frogs did not croak “coke.” Birds
did not pull banner ads. The swamp was
not sponsored by an oil company. And I
was blissfully free of the consumer mes-
sages that bombard children in the 21st
century.
So while I learned the names of other
living creatures, kids today are far more
likely to learn the names of various prod-
ucts and popular brands. According to
new research, this constant assault of
brand imagery is reaching our children at
earlier and earlier ages.
A recent study, published in the Journal
of Applied Developmental Psychology, has
found that children as young as two are
now able to recognize common brand
names. Researchers tested some 200
10 | www.theotherpress.ca
Dutch children, presenting them with
common logos, such as McDonalds, Nike,
Mercedes, and Cheetos. Most two- to
three-year-olds recognized eight out of 12
logos and the majority of eight-year-olds
recognized 100 percent of them—includ-
ing Camel cigarettes and Heineken beer.
Researchers found that one of the
strongest correlations with higher brand
recognition scores was a child’s exposure
to television. Generally, the more televi-
sion a child watched, the more readily he
or she was able to recognize brands. This
makes sense, given television’s power as a
visual medium.
But the researchers also point out that
their results should be a warning about the
potential for advertising to influence the
most impressionable minds. Advertising
to infants and toddlers is a rapidly growing
trend. Just ten years ago, most marketers
only targeted children over age six. Today,
with the success of toddler-based televi-
sion shows like Teletubbies, researchers say
infants and toddlers have been identified
as a “vital and undeniable target group.”
In fact, the authors argue that mar-
keters have already done their own
research about the cognitive and behav-
ioural effects of advertising on young
children. In most cases, however, the
results have not been made available to
academics or policy makers. In other
words, marketers aren’t just incidentally
targeting some of the most vulnerable
members of society—they are actively tar-
geting them, and then keeping quiet about
it.
Children of the 21st century are grow-
ing up in a world much different than the
one I faced. In some ways, they have more
opportunities than my generation ever did.
But they also face new problems and
threats that we never would have imag-
ined. Given the insidious nature of some
of those threats, maybe a swamp isn’t such
a bad place to play after all.
Take the Nature Challenge and learn
more at www.davidsuzuki.org.
Right Hook
Continued from page 9
first place.
This reality gets lost in the
Canadian obsession over the “big-
“Does
Canada have a wnique culture?” Are
ger” question, namely,
we a culturally distinct nation on the
world’s stage, with our own unique
characteristics, or are we simply cul-
turally inseparable from the
homogenous United States?
Canada’s blind obsession with anti-
Americanism, especially on the part
of this nation’s elites, seems to indi-
cate the latter. We mock what we are
not, rather than celebrate what we
are, out of national insecurity and a
shared unwillingness to accept our
shared identity with citizens of the
US:
That being said, the belief in a
blob-like “American” culture that
sweeps across the entire continent is
equally invalid. Canada and the
United States are alike in a broad
sense, but Seattle is more like
Vancouver than Austin, and likewise
like
Seattle. Powerful regional identities
Austin is more Atlanta than
exist across this great continent,
making the attempt to create coher-
ent and comprehensive definitions
of a “Canadian” or “American”
identity a rather fruitless pursuit. So,
while both the US and Canada do
share a common North American
culture, we are simultaneously divid-
ed by a myriad of provincial, state,
and even municipal cultures that are
inevitable in a continent as massive
as ours. Cohesive national identities
may be possible in small European
nation-states like Belgium, but that’s
simply not the reality in our part of
the globe.
Overall, when we obsess about
culture in our country, it is impor-
tant not to loose track of the bigger
picture. The culture of our society is
all around us, from the candied
apples and corndogs we eat at
Playland, to the Halloween cos-
tumes we wear in October. It is the
limited shopping hours on Sunday
and the diplomas we get on gradua-
tion day. Culture is as much defined
by the mundane routines of daily
life as it is by the flags and slogans of
a political state.
Much of our culture may not be
identifiably “Canadian,” and it may
not be particularly unique, but it is
ours none the less, and I, for one,
will be returning home with a
renewed appreciation for it.
August 10/2005
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Let's all go to the Drive-In
Amanda Aikman, Managing Editor
© you remember that scene in
The Outsiders when Ponyboy
chats up the lovely be-
sweatered Cherry Valance for the first
time? Or the one in Grease when Sandy is
bummed ovet her recent discovery that
Danny and Cha Cha had been up to more
than just dancing—but ends up forgiving
him when he asks her to go steady? Well,
if you do, you'll probably remember that
both of these scenes were set in drive-in
movie theatres.
True, these films feature the glory days
of the 1950s’ outdoor-theatre culture, but
drive-ins aren’t just for the poodle-skirt-
and-Bryll-Cream set.
I remember attending a Mr. Mom and
Tootsie double feature in the ’80s with my
the
Saskatoon. It was great. We had a van with
family at Sundown theatre in
a bed in it, and I tried relish on a ham-
burger for the first time (which I
promptly scraped off and hid behind the
make-shift van bed). Then there were the
high-school years in Winnipeg when |
would queue up with hordes of drunken,
sunburned teenagers for the famous May-
long-weekend all-nighters at the Odeon.
Ah, “May Long” at the Odeon. Once the
gates opened, we’d descend on the 998-
vehicle-capacity grounds and eagerly take
in the multitude of laughs, tears, and gory
fight scenes. And then the films would
begin. Good times.
But those good times, along with the
August 10/2005
drive-in theatre itself, are facing extinc-
tion. And unlike the spotted owl, the
drive-in is one endangered species I’m
actually going to miss. I’m sorry, but
c’mon. I’m sure the spotted owl is a love-
ly creature, but you can’t exactly eat
nachos, watch a horror flick, and makeout
in one of them, now can you?
True, going to the drive-in is not the
same as going to one of today’s hyper-
mega-colossal-funplexes. No, you won’t
have access to a state-of-the-art arcade at
the drive-in. Nor will you have the pleas-
ure of purchasing Burger King and Taco
Bell products at three times their current
street value. But you »#// get to take part in
a genuine movie-going tradition that dates
back to 1933.
Tuesday, June 6, 1933, to be exact.
That's. the day
Hollingshead’s aptly named “Drive-in
when Richard
Theatre” first screened W7fe Beware to car-
loads of excited onlookers in Camden,
New Jersey. It didn’t take long for the likes
of Shankweiler’s Auto Park in Orefield,
Pennsylvania and the Starlight Auto
Theatre in Akron, Ohio, to open their
(out)doors as well. In Canada, things
began rolling in 1946, when the Skyway
opened near Hamilton, Ontario.
Throughout the ’50s, babies weren’t
the only things booming in North
America—the drive-in theatre industry
was as well. And it wasn’t just the number
of theatres that had increased (approxi-
mately 5000 were in operation by 1958)
the very concept of the drive-in had
expanded, as well. Playgrounds, seating
areas, and more elaborate concession
stands began cropping up. One theatre in
Copiague, New York, boasted enough
space for 2,500 cars, 1,200 seated patrons,
and a shuttle bus to shift everyone to and
“Ed
Brown’s Drive-In and Fly-In” theatre in
from the various onsite attractions.
\sbury Park, New Jersey, even featured
an airfield, which allowed the pilots of up
to 25 small planes the opportunity to join
in on the drive-in experience, too.
Here in BC, we’ve seen our fair share
of drive-ins come and go. Of the 15 that
once occupied the Lower Mainland, there
is currently a grand total of zero in
And with fewer
handful remaining in the rest of BC—
Prince George’s Park Drive-In and
Enderby’s Starlight were the only two I
could confirm still in active duty—the
coming attractions for the drive-in theatre
operation. than a
www.theotherpress.ca
are looking bleak.
There is a possibility of hope on the
horizon, however. The website for the
Twilight Drive-In (a.k.a. “The Drive-In
Formerly Known as Hillcrest’) claims
their theatre will be opening this summer
in Langley. Of course, they also claimed
to be opening last summer, and a gal can
only hold her breath for so long, You can
visit members.shaw.ca/twilightdrivein for
updates, or to submit a résumé. Imagine
that, working at the drive-in. What could
be more romantic? And I don’t mean in
the steaming-up-the-car-windows kind of
way, either.
No, I’m talking about the romance
associated with the vintage drive-in expe-
rience: looking up at the stars past the
dancing hot dog on the screen, settling in
with a popcorn and a Cherry Coke from
the concession stand, holding hands with
your sweetheart while your slutty best
friend makes out with a greaser in the
back seat...these are the things we’re los-
ing, people. And it breaks my heart.
So why not take the opportunity while
you still can, and find your way to a drive-
in theatre this summer? Sure it might be a
bit of a trek, but that just makes it all the
more exciting. Of course, if you’d rather,
by all means continue to embrace the
modern cinematic experience. Go on pay
ing your black-market popcorn prices.
Keep oohing and ahhing over the latest
advancements in giant-screened, Dolby-
blasting, multiplexes. Go ahead, turn your
back on the cultural significance and good
times of the drive-in theatre, allowing
something beautiful and valuable to be
killed off. But don’t say I didn’t warn you
when it dies.
| 19
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Let's all go to the Drive-In
Amanda Aikman, Managing Editor
© you remember that scene in
The Outsiders when Ponyboy
chats up the lovely be-
sweatered Cherry Valance for the first
time? Or the one in Grease when Sandy is
bummed ovet her recent discovery that
Danny and Cha Cha had been up to more
than just dancing—but ends up forgiving
him when he asks her to go steady? Well,
if you do, you'll probably remember that
both of these scenes were set in drive-in
movie theatres.
True, these films feature the glory days
of the 1950s’ outdoor-theatre culture, but
drive-ins aren’t just for the poodle-skirt-
and-Bryll-Cream set.
I remember attending a Mr. Mom and
Tootsie double feature in the ’80s with my
the
Saskatoon. It was great. We had a van with
family at Sundown theatre in
a bed in it, and I tried relish on a ham-
burger for the first time (which I
promptly scraped off and hid behind the
make-shift van bed). Then there were the
high-school years in Winnipeg when |
would queue up with hordes of drunken,
sunburned teenagers for the famous May-
long-weekend all-nighters at the Odeon.
Ah, “May Long” at the Odeon. Once the
gates opened, we’d descend on the 998-
vehicle-capacity grounds and eagerly take
in the multitude of laughs, tears, and gory
fight scenes. And then the films would
begin. Good times.
But those good times, along with the
August 10/2005
drive-in theatre itself, are facing extinc-
tion. And unlike the spotted owl, the
drive-in is one endangered species I’m
actually going to miss. I’m sorry, but
c’mon. I’m sure the spotted owl is a love-
ly creature, but you can’t exactly eat
nachos, watch a horror flick, and makeout
in one of them, now can you?
True, going to the drive-in is not the
same as going to one of today’s hyper-
mega-colossal-funplexes. No, you won’t
have access to a state-of-the-art arcade at
the drive-in. Nor will you have the pleas-
ure of purchasing Burger King and Taco
Bell products at three times their current
street value. But you »#// get to take part in
a genuine movie-going tradition that dates
back to 1933.
Tuesday, June 6, 1933, to be exact.
That's. the day
Hollingshead’s aptly named “Drive-in
when Richard
Theatre” first screened W7fe Beware to car-
loads of excited onlookers in Camden,
New Jersey. It didn’t take long for the likes
of Shankweiler’s Auto Park in Orefield,
Pennsylvania and the Starlight Auto
Theatre in Akron, Ohio, to open their
(out)doors as well. In Canada, things
began rolling in 1946, when the Skyway
opened near Hamilton, Ontario.
Throughout the ’50s, babies weren’t
the only things booming in North
America—the drive-in theatre industry
was as well. And it wasn’t just the number
of theatres that had increased (approxi-
mately 5000 were in operation by 1958)
the very concept of the drive-in had
expanded, as well. Playgrounds, seating
areas, and more elaborate concession
stands began cropping up. One theatre in
Copiague, New York, boasted enough
space for 2,500 cars, 1,200 seated patrons,
and a shuttle bus to shift everyone to and
“Ed
Brown’s Drive-In and Fly-In” theatre in
from the various onsite attractions.
\sbury Park, New Jersey, even featured
an airfield, which allowed the pilots of up
to 25 small planes the opportunity to join
in on the drive-in experience, too.
Here in BC, we’ve seen our fair share
of drive-ins come and go. Of the 15 that
once occupied the Lower Mainland, there
is currently a grand total of zero in
And with fewer
handful remaining in the rest of BC—
Prince George’s Park Drive-In and
Enderby’s Starlight were the only two I
could confirm still in active duty—the
coming attractions for the drive-in theatre
operation. than a
www.theotherpress.ca
are looking bleak.
There is a possibility of hope on the
horizon, however. The website for the
Twilight Drive-In (a.k.a. “The Drive-In
Formerly Known as Hillcrest’) claims
their theatre will be opening this summer
in Langley. Of course, they also claimed
to be opening last summer, and a gal can
only hold her breath for so long, You can
visit members.shaw.ca/twilightdrivein for
updates, or to submit a résumé. Imagine
that, working at the drive-in. What could
be more romantic? And I don’t mean in
the steaming-up-the-car-windows kind of
way, either.
No, I’m talking about the romance
associated with the vintage drive-in expe-
rience: looking up at the stars past the
dancing hot dog on the screen, settling in
with a popcorn and a Cherry Coke from
the concession stand, holding hands with
your sweetheart while your slutty best
friend makes out with a greaser in the
back seat...these are the things we’re los-
ing, people. And it breaks my heart.
So why not take the opportunity while
you still can, and find your way to a drive-
in theatre this summer? Sure it might be a
bit of a trek, but that just makes it all the
more exciting. Of course, if you’d rather,
by all means continue to embrace the
modern cinematic experience. Go on pay
ing your black-market popcorn prices.
Keep oohing and ahhing over the latest
advancements in giant-screened, Dolby-
blasting, multiplexes. Go ahead, turn your
back on the cultural significance and good
times of the drive-in theatre, allowing
something beautiful and valuable to be
killed off. But don’t say I didn’t warn you
when it dies.
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Coen
“Theatre near You May be
the Only Choice, but at Least
its a Good One
Iain W. Reeve, A&E Editor
As I was faced with the task of writing a Best of
New West article, I felt a little out of my league.
Despite having attended classes here in New
West for twe’years, I have seen very little of the
town I’ve spent countless hours learning and
writing in. So when I started thinking about the
things I could deem the best, all that came to
mind immediately was naming the cruddy the-
atre up on sixth the best theatre by default as it
is the only one in town. I even toyed with nam-
ing my friend’s house the best place to see
movies as a stab at the subpar nature of New
West’s only silver screen. But today, as I wan-
dered through the town trying to come up with
some ideas, something dawned on me.
“A Theatre Near You, a quality first-run the-
atre with three screens showing newly released
movies and providing an economical alternative
to stadium-style theatres.” This is how the web-
site describes 15-years-young theatre.
Owned by the same company as Dolphin
the
Cinemas on Hastings Street in Burnaby and
Hollywood 3 in Surrey, it is one of the last of a
dying breed of non megatheatres. In the city,
many small theatres are not only alive and well,
but thriving. In some cases, such as with the
Ridge, they are some of the best theatres in
town. But outside the city, smaller theatres have
been squeezed out to send the dollars to the
Silvercities sprinkled across suburbia. Harris
Road in Pitt Meadows closed recently, unable to
compete with the new Ciniplex monster nearby.
Last year Pinetree Cinemas in Coquitlam was
closed to make room for the Best Buy parking
lot.
The realization I made as I walked by that
familiar spot on 6th was that I hate paying $11
for a movie. I hate the giant theatres. I hate their
overpriced snacks, their zombie staff, and their
irritating obedience to the Hollywood hit
machine. I remembered that while small theatres
may not have the comfiest seats, the best sound
systems, and the biggest selection of films, what
they have is heart and value. Whereas I used to
complain about the sticky, slanted floors and the
falling apart décor, I realize now that I love that
much more than the tacky, overdone space
decor of Silvercity. And honestly, doesn’t it
come down to seeing a good movie?
When you sit at home a year after seeing a
wicked movie, you say, “Hey, remember when
that guy did that thing? Man that was wicked.”
You don’t go, “Holy crap, were those seats
comfy. And that flying saucer in above the con-
cession? So cool.” So if you don’t already hit up
New West cinemas on a regular basis, I suggest
you give them a chance. She ain’t pretty, but she
gets you there, and she does it for four bucks on
Tuesdays. See you in line.
August 10/2005
Noe ee ee ce ee ere
Go To Hell Harry Potter
Iain W. Reeve, A&E Editor and
Level 18 Wizard Killer
|
Many people have told me that I have
know that writing this will proba-
bly get me pelted with fruit in the
street; however, it must be said.
no tight to bitch about Harry Potter
considering that I have never read a
| Hate Books
Jason Webb, OP Contributor
Albion #1 by Alan Moore, Leah
Moore, John Reppion, Shane Oakley,
and George Freeman, 18-page colour
comic ($4.00)
You would think that with Alan Moore
dreaming up the plot, this comic would
have the same quality as Watchmen or V
for Vendetta. Sadly, the answer is no. I
like reviving old superheroes as much
as the next guy, especially British super-
heroes, but this comic needs some
tightening up. The opening pages start
slow, and it doesn’t pick up until mid-
story. At that point, the story rushes
along without any regard for pacing, so
the characters simply mash together
when they meet, leaving their dialogue
sounding sparse and superficial. The
Dave Gibbons cover is great, but
Oakley’s pencils look rushed and unin-
spired. I did notice the classic Alan
Moore convention of placing a comic
within a comic, and the Janus Stark
mini-story was terrific.
Y: The Last Man #35 by Brian K.
Vaughan, Goran Sudzuka, and Jose
Marzan Jr., 16-page colour comic
($4.00)
Submarines! Saucy, drug-smuggling
pirate ladies! A cutlass! This story arc
covers the black market in a world
where all but one man have died from
a mysterious plague. We get to follow
the adventures of Yorick, the last man
on Earth, as he tries to navigate this
single book, nor seen any of the
movies. This would be a perfectly valid
point if I were criticizing the content
of the stories in any way, shape, or
form. But I’m not. What I am criticiz-
ing is the popularity Harry Potter has
garnered while providing nothing
much in the way of original or com-
pelling content. What I am criticizing is
how ridiculously sensitive people get
about the books when you say they are
for kids, or that their popularity is all
about successful mass marketing. Are
they good stories? I’m sure they are.
Are they deserving of a modest
amount of popularity and praise?
Probably. Do they deserve to be the
most popular books in the world? Oh
my, no.
It’s just one more example of our
society favouring the big popular
forms of art and entertainment over
some of the better things happening all
around them. Sure, you could read
Harry Potter, or you could go down to
new world accompanied by a
scientist and a secret agent. Once
again, this comic doesn’t cease to
amaze me. Never mind the gorgeous
covers, the slick art inside, or the well-
rounded, unique characters in this
series, you get your money's
worth by just reading how the
Vaughan, Sudzuka, and
Marzan team put together
action scenes. Pick the first trade
paperback and dive right in, it’s worth
the read.
Daredevil Vs. Puinisher:
Means and Ends #2 by David
Lapham, 18-page colour comic
($4.25)
Yes, I squealed like a frightened piglet
when I heard Lapham is writing and
illustrating a Daredevil comic, with the
Punisher no less. Stray Bullets is a heady
read, so seeing how he depicts two of
Marvel’s most prolific vigilantes is def-
initely squeal-worthy. Seeing Lapham’s
work in colour took some getting used
to, since Stray Bullets is black and white,
but the story keeps me interested.
However, Lapham does rely on old
mafia-movie clichés (like killing off the
traitor at the big “sit-down’’), and some
of the characters’ lines fell flat, but the
characters remain well-defined
throughout. The Punisher is a relent-
less killing machine, Daredevil tries to
keep’ the . peace, - and... the
www.theotherpress.ca |
i
the local book store and pick up some-
thing 100 times better by a local writer
who really needs the money and would
be much more appreciative and deserv-
ing of your praise. Same goes for
music. Do U2 or Coldplay deserve to
be called the best bands in the world?
Give me a break. Considering that the
jerkass magazine writers who give such
ridiculous praise have only heard a
fraction of the bands in their country
alone, I think calling any band “the
best” is very deluded. So why does it
happen? Marketing. If you say U2 is
the best band in the world enough
times, people will believe it. If you
keep saying how good Harry Potter is, it
will sell like mad.
In the end, I don’t care if you read
Harry Potter, but for the love of Pete,
don’t just read it alone. There is so
much more out there in the world of
books to experience. So do yourself a
favour and experience it.
Professor/Hammerhead villain duo
are convincing “wannabes” trying to
work up the criminal food chain.
Flaming Carrot Comics #3 by Bob
Burden, 16-page black and white comic
($4.40)
Oh dear God. First, he rescues a
baby werewolf. Then, he fights a giant
chicken wing. Somewhere along the
way, he gets freaky with someone
named Dynamite Girl. Welcome back,
Mr. Burden. Admittedly, Burden’s line
work is not as tight as his earlier Flaming
Carrot books, but he keeps the silliness
intact and continues dropping comic
book references, so readers familiar
with his work will be pleased.
17
Edited Text
Coen
“Theatre near You May be
the Only Choice, but at Least
its a Good One
Iain W. Reeve, A&E Editor
As I was faced with the task of writing a Best of
New West article, I felt a little out of my league.
Despite having attended classes here in New
West for twe’years, I have seen very little of the
town I’ve spent countless hours learning and
writing in. So when I started thinking about the
things I could deem the best, all that came to
mind immediately was naming the cruddy the-
atre up on sixth the best theatre by default as it
is the only one in town. I even toyed with nam-
ing my friend’s house the best place to see
movies as a stab at the subpar nature of New
West’s only silver screen. But today, as I wan-
dered through the town trying to come up with
some ideas, something dawned on me.
“A Theatre Near You, a quality first-run the-
atre with three screens showing newly released
movies and providing an economical alternative
to stadium-style theatres.” This is how the web-
site describes 15-years-young theatre.
Owned by the same company as Dolphin
the
Cinemas on Hastings Street in Burnaby and
Hollywood 3 in Surrey, it is one of the last of a
dying breed of non megatheatres. In the city,
many small theatres are not only alive and well,
but thriving. In some cases, such as with the
Ridge, they are some of the best theatres in
town. But outside the city, smaller theatres have
been squeezed out to send the dollars to the
Silvercities sprinkled across suburbia. Harris
Road in Pitt Meadows closed recently, unable to
compete with the new Ciniplex monster nearby.
Last year Pinetree Cinemas in Coquitlam was
closed to make room for the Best Buy parking
lot.
The realization I made as I walked by that
familiar spot on 6th was that I hate paying $11
for a movie. I hate the giant theatres. I hate their
overpriced snacks, their zombie staff, and their
irritating obedience to the Hollywood hit
machine. I remembered that while small theatres
may not have the comfiest seats, the best sound
systems, and the biggest selection of films, what
they have is heart and value. Whereas I used to
complain about the sticky, slanted floors and the
falling apart décor, I realize now that I love that
much more than the tacky, overdone space
decor of Silvercity. And honestly, doesn’t it
come down to seeing a good movie?
When you sit at home a year after seeing a
wicked movie, you say, “Hey, remember when
that guy did that thing? Man that was wicked.”
You don’t go, “Holy crap, were those seats
comfy. And that flying saucer in above the con-
cession? So cool.” So if you don’t already hit up
New West cinemas on a regular basis, I suggest
you give them a chance. She ain’t pretty, but she
gets you there, and she does it for four bucks on
Tuesdays. See you in line.
August 10/2005
Noe ee ee ce ee ere
Go To Hell Harry Potter
Iain W. Reeve, A&E Editor and
Level 18 Wizard Killer
|
Many people have told me that I have
know that writing this will proba-
bly get me pelted with fruit in the
street; however, it must be said.
no tight to bitch about Harry Potter
considering that I have never read a
| Hate Books
Jason Webb, OP Contributor
Albion #1 by Alan Moore, Leah
Moore, John Reppion, Shane Oakley,
and George Freeman, 18-page colour
comic ($4.00)
You would think that with Alan Moore
dreaming up the plot, this comic would
have the same quality as Watchmen or V
for Vendetta. Sadly, the answer is no. I
like reviving old superheroes as much
as the next guy, especially British super-
heroes, but this comic needs some
tightening up. The opening pages start
slow, and it doesn’t pick up until mid-
story. At that point, the story rushes
along without any regard for pacing, so
the characters simply mash together
when they meet, leaving their dialogue
sounding sparse and superficial. The
Dave Gibbons cover is great, but
Oakley’s pencils look rushed and unin-
spired. I did notice the classic Alan
Moore convention of placing a comic
within a comic, and the Janus Stark
mini-story was terrific.
Y: The Last Man #35 by Brian K.
Vaughan, Goran Sudzuka, and Jose
Marzan Jr., 16-page colour comic
($4.00)
Submarines! Saucy, drug-smuggling
pirate ladies! A cutlass! This story arc
covers the black market in a world
where all but one man have died from
a mysterious plague. We get to follow
the adventures of Yorick, the last man
on Earth, as he tries to navigate this
single book, nor seen any of the
movies. This would be a perfectly valid
point if I were criticizing the content
of the stories in any way, shape, or
form. But I’m not. What I am criticiz-
ing is the popularity Harry Potter has
garnered while providing nothing
much in the way of original or com-
pelling content. What I am criticizing is
how ridiculously sensitive people get
about the books when you say they are
for kids, or that their popularity is all
about successful mass marketing. Are
they good stories? I’m sure they are.
Are they deserving of a modest
amount of popularity and praise?
Probably. Do they deserve to be the
most popular books in the world? Oh
my, no.
It’s just one more example of our
society favouring the big popular
forms of art and entertainment over
some of the better things happening all
around them. Sure, you could read
Harry Potter, or you could go down to
new world accompanied by a
scientist and a secret agent. Once
again, this comic doesn’t cease to
amaze me. Never mind the gorgeous
covers, the slick art inside, or the well-
rounded, unique characters in this
series, you get your money's
worth by just reading how the
Vaughan, Sudzuka, and
Marzan team put together
action scenes. Pick the first trade
paperback and dive right in, it’s worth
the read.
Daredevil Vs. Puinisher:
Means and Ends #2 by David
Lapham, 18-page colour comic
($4.25)
Yes, I squealed like a frightened piglet
when I heard Lapham is writing and
illustrating a Daredevil comic, with the
Punisher no less. Stray Bullets is a heady
read, so seeing how he depicts two of
Marvel’s most prolific vigilantes is def-
initely squeal-worthy. Seeing Lapham’s
work in colour took some getting used
to, since Stray Bullets is black and white,
but the story keeps me interested.
However, Lapham does rely on old
mafia-movie clichés (like killing off the
traitor at the big “sit-down’’), and some
of the characters’ lines fell flat, but the
characters remain well-defined
throughout. The Punisher is a relent-
less killing machine, Daredevil tries to
keep’ the . peace, - and... the
www.theotherpress.ca |
i
the local book store and pick up some-
thing 100 times better by a local writer
who really needs the money and would
be much more appreciative and deserv-
ing of your praise. Same goes for
music. Do U2 or Coldplay deserve to
be called the best bands in the world?
Give me a break. Considering that the
jerkass magazine writers who give such
ridiculous praise have only heard a
fraction of the bands in their country
alone, I think calling any band “the
best” is very deluded. So why does it
happen? Marketing. If you say U2 is
the best band in the world enough
times, people will believe it. If you
keep saying how good Harry Potter is, it
will sell like mad.
In the end, I don’t care if you read
Harry Potter, but for the love of Pete,
don’t just read it alone. There is so
much more out there in the world of
books to experience. So do yourself a
favour and experience it.
Professor/Hammerhead villain duo
are convincing “wannabes” trying to
work up the criminal food chain.
Flaming Carrot Comics #3 by Bob
Burden, 16-page black and white comic
($4.40)
Oh dear God. First, he rescues a
baby werewolf. Then, he fights a giant
chicken wing. Somewhere along the
way, he gets freaky with someone
named Dynamite Girl. Welcome back,
Mr. Burden. Admittedly, Burden’s line
work is not as tight as his earlier Flaming
Carrot books, but he keeps the silliness
intact and continues dropping comic
book references, so readers familiar
with his work will be pleased.
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- BEST POST-SEOONDARY INSTLTUTION:
Angela Blattmann, Brandon Ferguson, HAIR ART ACADEMY LTD.
Kat Code, Kevin Welsh
Photos by Angela Blattmann and Kat Code
STREET:
NO..NOT A JUMPER ON ‘THE PATTULLO, THE ROYAL
CLTY SHOW AND SHINE! ELVIS AND ROD STEWART
WERE THERE: YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN, TOO!
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- BEST POST-SEOONDARY INSTLTUTION:
Angela Blattmann, Brandon Ferguson, HAIR ART ACADEMY LTD.
Kat Code, Kevin Welsh
Photos by Angela Blattmann and Kat Code
STREET:
NO..NOT A JUMPER ON ‘THE PATTULLO, THE ROYAL
CLTY SHOW AND SHINE! ELVIS AND ROD STEWART
WERE THERE: YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN, TOO!
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Se
- BEST POST-SEOONDARY INSTLTUTION:
Angela Blattmann, Brandon Ferguson, HAIR ART ACADEMY LTD.
Kat Code, Kevin Welsh
Photos by Angela Blattmann and Kat Code
STREET:
NO..NOT A JUMPER ON ‘THE PATTULLO, THE ROYAL
CLTY SHOW AND SHINE! ELVIS AND ROD STEWART
WERE THERE: YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN, TOO!
12 | www.theotherpress.ca August 10/2005
- BEST POST-SEOONDARY INSTLTUTION:
Angela Blattmann, Brandon Ferguson, HAIR ART ACADEMY LTD.
Kat Code, Kevin Welsh
Photos by Angela Blattmann and Kat Code
STREET:
NO..NOT A JUMPER ON ‘THE PATTULLO, THE ROYAL
CLTY SHOW AND SHINE! ELVIS AND ROD STEWART
WERE THERE: YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN, TOO!
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Plaza 88 Underway on New West's Waterfront
The best reason to stay and live in New Westminster?
Brandon Ferguson
n one of those rare opportunities where I can
say “Remember the time I actually covered
something new and now—Wow!—look at
how it’s going through,” the city of New
Westminster is barreling full steam ahead with
plans to radically reinvigorate the downtown water-
front along Columbia Street.
Plans for the ambitious addition of three resi-
dential towers, named Plaza 88, have been finalized
and unveiled nearly one year after holding a public
consultation session last September. Plaza 88 will
offer housing and spectacular views for over 600
citizens of the Royal City. To accommodate such
numbers, the towers will stretch to 340 feet high—
making Plaza 88 the tallest development outside of
Vancouver, while also making a powerful enemy in
Lisa Robinson and all other Columbia area apart-
ment dwellers.
Mayor Wayne Wright believes that the project,
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constructed on a raised platform that would con-
ceal the truck and rail routes along Front Street,
will ease the city’s rapid growing pains—New West
expects to increase from 60,000 residents to
around 85,000 in the next dozen years. It will also
help reduce crime by adding, “600 good citizens
who will be the eyes on the street,’ Wright said.
Read: push it into Burnaby or across the river.
“This is just the beginning of seeing the revital-
ization of our entire city and our waterfront,” he
added.
Construction on the 33-, 35-, and 37-story tow-
ers will begin in fall, with the first occupancy
coming available within two years. Condominiums
will start at $179,000 and offer views of the Fraser,
Mount Baker, and/or the North Shore Mountains.
Plus, you get to fight crime by pitting cappucci-
nos against crack, so why the hell not stay and
invest in New Westminster?
’
STAFF PICKS
Brandon Ferguson, News Editor
Best local eatery:
Hon’s; a tonne of food and all the tea you can pee.
Best local watering hole:
There’s Scruffy’s and the Jazz Lounge—but you can’t beat
Mugs on amateur night, even though the draft is shite and
you never know when a gay guy's gonna fuck you up.
Best place to go instead of going to class:
See above. Or, well, fuck, anywhere?
Best word(s) to describe Douglas College:
A redheaded stepchild worth respecting.
Best reason to read the Other Press:
How else would you know what isn’t going on at Douglas?
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The best reason to stay and live in New Westminster?
Brandon Ferguson
n one of those rare opportunities where I can
say “Remember the time I actually covered
something new and now—Wow!—look at
how it’s going through,” the city of New
Westminster is barreling full steam ahead with
plans to radically reinvigorate the downtown water-
front along Columbia Street.
Plans for the ambitious addition of three resi-
dential towers, named Plaza 88, have been finalized
and unveiled nearly one year after holding a public
consultation session last September. Plaza 88 will
offer housing and spectacular views for over 600
citizens of the Royal City. To accommodate such
numbers, the towers will stretch to 340 feet high—
making Plaza 88 the tallest development outside of
Vancouver, while also making a powerful enemy in
Lisa Robinson and all other Columbia area apart-
ment dwellers.
Mayor Wayne Wright believes that the project,
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constructed on a raised platform that would con-
ceal the truck and rail routes along Front Street,
will ease the city’s rapid growing pains—New West
expects to increase from 60,000 residents to
around 85,000 in the next dozen years. It will also
help reduce crime by adding, “600 good citizens
who will be the eyes on the street,’ Wright said.
Read: push it into Burnaby or across the river.
“This is just the beginning of seeing the revital-
ization of our entire city and our waterfront,” he
added.
Construction on the 33-, 35-, and 37-story tow-
ers will begin in fall, with the first occupancy
coming available within two years. Condominiums
will start at $179,000 and offer views of the Fraser,
Mount Baker, and/or the North Shore Mountains.
Plus, you get to fight crime by pitting cappucci-
nos against crack, so why the hell not stay and
invest in New Westminster?
’
STAFF PICKS
Brandon Ferguson, News Editor
Best local eatery:
Hon’s; a tonne of food and all the tea you can pee.
Best local watering hole:
There’s Scruffy’s and the Jazz Lounge—but you can’t beat
Mugs on amateur night, even though the draft is shite and
you never know when a gay guy's gonna fuck you up.
Best place to go instead of going to class:
See above. Or, well, fuck, anywhere?
Best word(s) to describe Douglas College:
A redheaded stepchild worth respecting.
Best reason to read the Other Press:
How else would you know what isn’t going on at Douglas?
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Plaza 88 Underway on New West's Waterfront
The best reason to stay and live in New Westminster?
Brandon Ferguson
n one of those rare opportunities where I can
say “Remember the time I actually covered
something new and now—Wow!—look at
how it’s going through,” the city of New
Westminster is barreling full steam ahead with
plans to radically reinvigorate the downtown water-
front along Columbia Street.
Plans for the ambitious addition of three resi-
dential towers, named Plaza 88, have been finalized
and unveiled nearly one year after holding a public
consultation session last September. Plaza 88 will
offer housing and spectacular views for over 600
citizens of the Royal City. To accommodate such
numbers, the towers will stretch to 340 feet high—
making Plaza 88 the tallest development outside of
Vancouver, while also making a powerful enemy in
Lisa Robinson and all other Columbia area apart-
ment dwellers.
Mayor Wayne Wright believes that the project,
:
3e Su
re : ty
y
DJ TOMM
6 | www.theotherpress.ca
THE TUNE TWISTER"!
Every Friday & Saturday Night
constructed on a raised platform that would con-
ceal the truck and rail routes along Front Street,
will ease the city’s rapid growing pains—New West
expects to increase from 60,000 residents to
around 85,000 in the next dozen years. It will also
help reduce crime by adding, “600 good citizens
who will be the eyes on the street,’ Wright said.
Read: push it into Burnaby or across the river.
“This is just the beginning of seeing the revital-
ization of our entire city and our waterfront,” he
added.
Construction on the 33-, 35-, and 37-story tow-
ers will begin in fall, with the first occupancy
coming available within two years. Condominiums
will start at $179,000 and offer views of the Fraser,
Mount Baker, and/or the North Shore Mountains.
Plus, you get to fight crime by pitting cappucci-
nos against crack, so why the hell not stay and
invest in New Westminster?
’
STAFF PICKS
Brandon Ferguson, News Editor
Best local eatery:
Hon’s; a tonne of food and all the tea you can pee.
Best local watering hole:
There’s Scruffy’s and the Jazz Lounge—but you can’t beat
Mugs on amateur night, even though the draft is shite and
you never know when a gay guy's gonna fuck you up.
Best place to go instead of going to class:
See above. Or, well, fuck, anywhere?
Best word(s) to describe Douglas College:
A redheaded stepchild worth respecting.
Best reason to read the Other Press:
How else would you know what isn’t going on at Douglas?
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FOR YOUR
Douglas College
Bookstore
New Westminster &
David Lam Campuses
4 Days: Tuesday-Friday
9:00 am-3:30 pm
August 9-12
STUDENT ID IS REQUIRED
August 10/2005
The best reason to stay and live in New Westminster?
Brandon Ferguson
n one of those rare opportunities where I can
say “Remember the time I actually covered
something new and now—Wow!—look at
how it’s going through,” the city of New
Westminster is barreling full steam ahead with
plans to radically reinvigorate the downtown water-
front along Columbia Street.
Plans for the ambitious addition of three resi-
dential towers, named Plaza 88, have been finalized
and unveiled nearly one year after holding a public
consultation session last September. Plaza 88 will
offer housing and spectacular views for over 600
citizens of the Royal City. To accommodate such
numbers, the towers will stretch to 340 feet high—
making Plaza 88 the tallest development outside of
Vancouver, while also making a powerful enemy in
Lisa Robinson and all other Columbia area apart-
ment dwellers.
Mayor Wayne Wright believes that the project,
:
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re : ty
y
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THE TUNE TWISTER"!
Every Friday & Saturday Night
constructed on a raised platform that would con-
ceal the truck and rail routes along Front Street,
will ease the city’s rapid growing pains—New West
expects to increase from 60,000 residents to
around 85,000 in the next dozen years. It will also
help reduce crime by adding, “600 good citizens
who will be the eyes on the street,’ Wright said.
Read: push it into Burnaby or across the river.
“This is just the beginning of seeing the revital-
ization of our entire city and our waterfront,” he
added.
Construction on the 33-, 35-, and 37-story tow-
ers will begin in fall, with the first occupancy
coming available within two years. Condominiums
will start at $179,000 and offer views of the Fraser,
Mount Baker, and/or the North Shore Mountains.
Plus, you get to fight crime by pitting cappucci-
nos against crack, so why the hell not stay and
invest in New Westminster?
’
STAFF PICKS
Brandon Ferguson, News Editor
Best local eatery:
Hon’s; a tonne of food and all the tea you can pee.
Best local watering hole:
There’s Scruffy’s and the Jazz Lounge—but you can’t beat
Mugs on amateur night, even though the draft is shite and
you never know when a gay guy's gonna fuck you up.
Best place to go instead of going to class:
See above. Or, well, fuck, anywhere?
Best word(s) to describe Douglas College:
A redheaded stepchild worth respecting.
Best reason to read the Other Press:
How else would you know what isn’t going on at Douglas?
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Best of New West 2005
Photos by Angela Blattmann and Kat Code
4 ROYAL CITY CAFE wt
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14 | www.theotherpress.ca
Thank you to everyone for sending in
your enlightening and humorous, not to
mention disturbing, submissions for this
year’s Best of New West. After much
deliberation, the responses have been nar-
rowed down to represent the top three in
each category. Please enjoy, and if you dis-
agree with our choices...tough luck. I
guess you should have filled in a ballot of
your own, eh cowboy?
|. Best place to get a free lunch (or at
least a cheap one):
Royal City Restaurant on Columbia.
Hon’s Wun-Tun house. Bring me back
some chicken balls.
The cream dispenser in the New West
cafeteria.
G. Best place to get something pierced
and/or tattooed:
The Flying Dutchman...or the
penis...depending on how you interpret
the question.
New West SkyTrain Station.
There’s a guy at Scruffy’s who does won-
ders with an ice cube and a rusty nail.
3. Best place to get your dance on:
Other Press Pub Nights, DSU building.
Chicago’s—nobody’s there, nobody cares.
Concourse. Tracksuit. Boombox.
L. Best place to convene with nature:
Does that translate to peeing in public?
No huh...okay the Dog Park. It gets pret-
ty hairy in there...ah, nevermind.
Moody Park.
Boardwalk in the Quay.
0. Best place to convene with a loved
one in nature (and not get caught):
Between 9 and 11 am, northeast of the
duck pond; bring blankets.
Patio on the third floor of Douglas near
the Science Department.
Whoa...hey man, my convening habits are
private, as are my super-secret, fabulous
outdoor convening locations.
6. Best place to drink to excess and
do things you will (hopefully) live to
regret:
DSU Pub Night. And I'll probably put
photos of you and me doing those regret-
ful things into the paper a week later.
Brooklyn’s. At least I think it was
Brooklyn’s. That’s what the police report
said, anyway.
When you're feeling that desperate, The
Standard.
7. Best place to sing like you ve never
sung before:
Karaoke at DSU Pub Night, Karaoke at
Scruffy’s, Karaoke everywhere! Or outside
London Drugs while holding a hat.
Wherever Joel happens to be.
New West SkyTrain Station.
8. Best place to spend your last ten
student-loan dollars:
Movie theatre on Sixth Street. BYO
snacks.
Royal Towers Casino.
Buddy who sells dime bags in the con-
course.
9. Best place to hook up with a hottie at
a Douglas College pub night:
On the dance floor. Why not? It seems
like everybody else does.
The Dance floor is not the best place.
Trust me.
There’re never any hotties at pubnights.
10. Best place to get hopped up on caf-
feine before that painful Monday
morning language lab:
I think T’d prefer something a little
stronger...who’s up for Scruffy’s? That lab
wasn’t very important anyway.
Blenz on Sixth. If you sleep with the
barista, he’ll make your Americano a dou-
ble for free. Or you could just pay him the
extra 60 cents, whatever.
Anywhere but Starbucks.
August 10/2005
Best of New West 2005
Photos by Angela Blattmann and Kat Code
4 ROYAL CITY CAFE wt
LD RENOWN E
ennai aa nanasiniaimonne w
huTCHM
14 | www.theotherpress.ca
Thank you to everyone for sending in
your enlightening and humorous, not to
mention disturbing, submissions for this
year’s Best of New West. After much
deliberation, the responses have been nar-
rowed down to represent the top three in
each category. Please enjoy, and if you dis-
agree with our choices...tough luck. I
guess you should have filled in a ballot of
your own, eh cowboy?
|. Best place to get a free lunch (or at
least a cheap one):
Royal City Restaurant on Columbia.
Hon’s Wun-Tun house. Bring me back
some chicken balls.
The cream dispenser in the New West
cafeteria.
G. Best place to get something pierced
and/or tattooed:
The Flying Dutchman...or the
penis...depending on how you interpret
the question.
New West SkyTrain Station.
There’s a guy at Scruffy’s who does won-
ders with an ice cube and a rusty nail.
3. Best place to get your dance on:
Other Press Pub Nights, DSU building.
Chicago’s—nobody’s there, nobody cares.
Concourse. Tracksuit. Boombox.
L. Best place to convene with nature:
Does that translate to peeing in public?
No huh...okay the Dog Park. It gets pret-
ty hairy in there...ah, nevermind.
Moody Park.
Boardwalk in the Quay.
0. Best place to convene with a loved
one in nature (and not get caught):
Between 9 and 11 am, northeast of the
duck pond; bring blankets.
Patio on the third floor of Douglas near
the Science Department.
Whoa...hey man, my convening habits are
private, as are my super-secret, fabulous
outdoor convening locations.
6. Best place to drink to excess and
do things you will (hopefully) live to
regret:
DSU Pub Night. And I'll probably put
photos of you and me doing those regret-
ful things into the paper a week later.
Brooklyn’s. At least I think it was
Brooklyn’s. That’s what the police report
said, anyway.
When you're feeling that desperate, The
Standard.
7. Best place to sing like you ve never
sung before:
Karaoke at DSU Pub Night, Karaoke at
Scruffy’s, Karaoke everywhere! Or outside
London Drugs while holding a hat.
Wherever Joel happens to be.
New West SkyTrain Station.
8. Best place to spend your last ten
student-loan dollars:
Movie theatre on Sixth Street. BYO
snacks.
Royal Towers Casino.
Buddy who sells dime bags in the con-
course.
9. Best place to hook up with a hottie at
a Douglas College pub night:
On the dance floor. Why not? It seems
like everybody else does.
The Dance floor is not the best place.
Trust me.
There’re never any hotties at pubnights.
10. Best place to get hopped up on caf-
feine before that painful Monday
morning language lab:
I think T’d prefer something a little
stronger...who’s up for Scruffy’s? That lab
wasn’t very important anyway.
Blenz on Sixth. If you sleep with the
barista, he’ll make your Americano a dou-
ble for free. Or you could just pay him the
extra 60 cents, whatever.
Anywhere but Starbucks.
August 10/2005
Edited Text
ETE EE EEE EEE SEER S ELEN DEE DELLE LEE LEE LEE EEE EEE LEE LEED EEG DEEL ENE RSET LER LEE LAAT AEs
Best of New West 2005
Photos by Angela Blattmann and Kat Code
4 ROYAL CITY CAFE wt
LD RENOWN E
ennai aa nanasiniaimonne w
huTCHM
14 | www.theotherpress.ca
Thank you to everyone for sending in
your enlightening and humorous, not to
mention disturbing, submissions for this
year’s Best of New West. After much
deliberation, the responses have been nar-
rowed down to represent the top three in
each category. Please enjoy, and if you dis-
agree with our choices...tough luck. I
guess you should have filled in a ballot of
your own, eh cowboy?
|. Best place to get a free lunch (or at
least a cheap one):
Royal City Restaurant on Columbia.
Hon’s Wun-Tun house. Bring me back
some chicken balls.
The cream dispenser in the New West
cafeteria.
G. Best place to get something pierced
and/or tattooed:
The Flying Dutchman...or the
penis...depending on how you interpret
the question.
New West SkyTrain Station.
There’s a guy at Scruffy’s who does won-
ders with an ice cube and a rusty nail.
3. Best place to get your dance on:
Other Press Pub Nights, DSU building.
Chicago’s—nobody’s there, nobody cares.
Concourse. Tracksuit. Boombox.
L. Best place to convene with nature:
Does that translate to peeing in public?
No huh...okay the Dog Park. It gets pret-
ty hairy in there...ah, nevermind.
Moody Park.
Boardwalk in the Quay.
0. Best place to convene with a loved
one in nature (and not get caught):
Between 9 and 11 am, northeast of the
duck pond; bring blankets.
Patio on the third floor of Douglas near
the Science Department.
Whoa...hey man, my convening habits are
private, as are my super-secret, fabulous
outdoor convening locations.
6. Best place to drink to excess and
do things you will (hopefully) live to
regret:
DSU Pub Night. And I'll probably put
photos of you and me doing those regret-
ful things into the paper a week later.
Brooklyn’s. At least I think it was
Brooklyn’s. That’s what the police report
said, anyway.
When you're feeling that desperate, The
Standard.
7. Best place to sing like you ve never
sung before:
Karaoke at DSU Pub Night, Karaoke at
Scruffy’s, Karaoke everywhere! Or outside
London Drugs while holding a hat.
Wherever Joel happens to be.
New West SkyTrain Station.
8. Best place to spend your last ten
student-loan dollars:
Movie theatre on Sixth Street. BYO
snacks.
Royal Towers Casino.
Buddy who sells dime bags in the con-
course.
9. Best place to hook up with a hottie at
a Douglas College pub night:
On the dance floor. Why not? It seems
like everybody else does.
The Dance floor is not the best place.
Trust me.
There’re never any hotties at pubnights.
10. Best place to get hopped up on caf-
feine before that painful Monday
morning language lab:
I think T’d prefer something a little
stronger...who’s up for Scruffy’s? That lab
wasn’t very important anyway.
Blenz on Sixth. If you sleep with the
barista, he’ll make your Americano a dou-
ble for free. Or you could just pay him the
extra 60 cents, whatever.
Anywhere but Starbucks.
August 10/2005
Best of New West 2005
Photos by Angela Blattmann and Kat Code
4 ROYAL CITY CAFE wt
LD RENOWN E
ennai aa nanasiniaimonne w
huTCHM
14 | www.theotherpress.ca
Thank you to everyone for sending in
your enlightening and humorous, not to
mention disturbing, submissions for this
year’s Best of New West. After much
deliberation, the responses have been nar-
rowed down to represent the top three in
each category. Please enjoy, and if you dis-
agree with our choices...tough luck. I
guess you should have filled in a ballot of
your own, eh cowboy?
|. Best place to get a free lunch (or at
least a cheap one):
Royal City Restaurant on Columbia.
Hon’s Wun-Tun house. Bring me back
some chicken balls.
The cream dispenser in the New West
cafeteria.
G. Best place to get something pierced
and/or tattooed:
The Flying Dutchman...or the
penis...depending on how you interpret
the question.
New West SkyTrain Station.
There’s a guy at Scruffy’s who does won-
ders with an ice cube and a rusty nail.
3. Best place to get your dance on:
Other Press Pub Nights, DSU building.
Chicago’s—nobody’s there, nobody cares.
Concourse. Tracksuit. Boombox.
L. Best place to convene with nature:
Does that translate to peeing in public?
No huh...okay the Dog Park. It gets pret-
ty hairy in there...ah, nevermind.
Moody Park.
Boardwalk in the Quay.
0. Best place to convene with a loved
one in nature (and not get caught):
Between 9 and 11 am, northeast of the
duck pond; bring blankets.
Patio on the third floor of Douglas near
the Science Department.
Whoa...hey man, my convening habits are
private, as are my super-secret, fabulous
outdoor convening locations.
6. Best place to drink to excess and
do things you will (hopefully) live to
regret:
DSU Pub Night. And I'll probably put
photos of you and me doing those regret-
ful things into the paper a week later.
Brooklyn’s. At least I think it was
Brooklyn’s. That’s what the police report
said, anyway.
When you're feeling that desperate, The
Standard.
7. Best place to sing like you ve never
sung before:
Karaoke at DSU Pub Night, Karaoke at
Scruffy’s, Karaoke everywhere! Or outside
London Drugs while holding a hat.
Wherever Joel happens to be.
New West SkyTrain Station.
8. Best place to spend your last ten
student-loan dollars:
Movie theatre on Sixth Street. BYO
snacks.
Royal Towers Casino.
Buddy who sells dime bags in the con-
course.
9. Best place to hook up with a hottie at
a Douglas College pub night:
On the dance floor. Why not? It seems
like everybody else does.
The Dance floor is not the best place.
Trust me.
There’re never any hotties at pubnights.
10. Best place to get hopped up on caf-
feine before that painful Monday
morning language lab:
I think T’d prefer something a little
stronger...who’s up for Scruffy’s? That lab
wasn’t very important anyway.
Blenz on Sixth. If you sleep with the
barista, he’ll make your Americano a dou-
ble for free. Or you could just pay him the
extra 60 cents, whatever.
Anywhere but Starbucks.
August 10/2005
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The Way Things Sometimes Are
oa CF Miley, Opinions Editor
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Dear Men of the World:
We have a problem. After a couple of
thousand years of patriarchal domination,
it appears that we have really fucked
things up. Let’s face it, we weren’t going to
be able to keep the women subservient
forever; many of them are way smarter
than us, and they’re born with certain
attributes that we simply must be near. You
know: wicked-smelling hair, soft skin,
boobs, the secret garden. Let’s not forget
the secret garden. I’m getting hot just typ-
ing those
Secret...Garden...mmmmmmmm.
two words.
It’s like we’re in a game of high-stakes
Texas Hold ’em, we’re down to the final
two, it’s men against women, but—biolog-
ically speaking—they’re holding all the
chips. Men are left trying to bluff with a
short stack. (Women, you may giggle here
and think about the connection between
“short stack” and “small penis.” More on
that later.) But our biological needs have
been around since the first caveman
enticed the first cavewoman into the cave
with promises of “just a little shoulder
rub.” Men’s current poor reputation is
born more of some of us acting like ass-
holes than it is of biological imperative.
Basically, there are a few types of guys
that are fucking things up for the rest of
us. Let me explain.
Two-pump Chumps.
We've all had a night or two we wish we
could have back. Nights when we should
have admitted that we were “too drunk to
fuck,” or some such thing. Okay, there, I
said it. We all have one person who we
wish we could call up and say, “Vd just like
to apologize for the other night. It wasn’t
the type of effort I usually give, and I’d
really like another shot to make it up to
you.” But that kind of phone call is damn
near impossible to make, even if you
somehow managed to come away with a
August 10/2005
correct phone number after such a shitty
showing.
But some guys are chronic under-
achievers, out for one person and one
person alone—themselves. Save that shit
for masturbation, you sons of bitches,
you're giving us all a bad name. Actually,
cancel that order. You go right ahead and
continue being just as shitty in bed as you
can. All men know that women are grad-
ing us On a curve, so youre crappy sex life
is actually raising my stock if I eventually
sleep with your ex. I guess I should say
thanks, but your crappy sexual perform-
ances ate likely the result of some
self-obsessed delusions of personal enti-
tlement, so fuck you.
Cheating Sons-of-Bitches
If you simply must fuck someone other
than your partner, and you’re in a monog-
amous relationship, break up with your
girl before you fuck someone else. ’m not
saying that serial cheaters created jealousy,
but you’re certainly not doing the rest of
us any favours. Getting cheated on is
embarrassing and totally fucking painful.
It makes a person feel somehow less than
what they are, regardless of how great
they truly are. It takes the rest of us
years—and literally thousands of compli-
ments—to undo that damage. So quit
being such filthy man whores and try
being a stand-up guy for a change. The
truth hurts, but not as much as lies do.
Get a spine and buck up, you cheatin’,
lyin’, sons-a-bitches. Even yo momma
hates you.
“Little
Complexes”
So you took all the pain that being born
Guys with Napoleonic
short caused you and channeled it into
making money, which you now use to
entice hot women into bed for some
“power fucking.” Yeah, Bitch. You’re still
short. You still get laughed at behind your
back. The only difference between you
back then and you now is that you now
deserves the abuse. The Brad Pitts and
Angelina Jolies of the world are few and
far between. We’ve all got something we
hate about our physical appearances. Why
do all you “little guys” have to take your
self-loathing and spew it at others, espe-
cially at women? So you were born short.
Get the fuck over it already.
“Small-Dick-Having Motherfuckers”
Don’t combine your physical under-
endowment with an apathetic attitude. A
wise man once said, “If you’re hung like a
hamster, you better have a tongue like a
snake.’ Wise indeed. "Nuff said.
Et Tu, Fruité?
These guys aren’t necessarily screwing
things up for the rest of us, but they exist
and deserve mention. These guys are one
sector of what became of the “SNAG-
GIT, New-Age Guy”
population when the 790s finally whim-
pered to a close. They’re all touchy feely,
or, Sensitive
they’re heterosexual with a twist, and
they’re basically acting gay in order to get
close to some hot babe that may not oth-
erwise give them the time of day. Then, all
of a sudden, once the babe is chuckling at
their insightful comments and _ talking
about shoes and Brazilian waxings, they
spring into action, attempting to bed the
chosen ones.
The metrosexual phenomenon has
spawned these hybrids, and they have to
be confident to pull it off. They’re better
than the usual “bar star” types, and this
method is a proven winner to get past the
cock-blocking friend whose existence
seems tied to ensuring that no guy gets to
have sex with her hot buddy. Beware of
these guys. They’re smart enough to have
a plan, something that is too often a for-
eign concept to us regular guys.
So, there you have it. A simple break-
down of the types of guys that are
constantly breaking down the potential
for the rest of us to be judged on our per-
sonal merits. Most women seem to think
that 90 percent of guys are jerks, idiots,
and infectious lepers. That isn’t true, it’s
just that it’s easier to lump us together and
call all men assholes. So, Men of the
©)
~~
World, get your shit together and start act-
ing like you give a shit. As one friend put
it, “Women don’t ask for much, just a
dirty boy who smells good.” Be that dirty
boy, Men. We'll all be better off for it.
Colin Miley thanks anyone who read
“The Way Things Sometimes Are” over
the past year. He’ll miss doing it with you.
Errr, he means, “for you.”
BONW 2009, STAFF PICKS
Colin Miley, Opinions Editor
Best local eatery:
Kasuga Sushi at Sixth and Sixth. It’s rawfish-o-licious.
Best local watering hole:
Three-way tie between Brooklyn’s, Scruffy McGuire’s, and the bench over-
looking the Patullo Bridge (that’s all I’m gonna say about that, it’s wy
bench).
Best place to go instead of going to class:
To Hell. You go straight to Hell! Or Scrufty’s,
Best word(s) to describe Douglas College:
Potential.
Best reason to read the Other Press:
More monkey pictures per page than any publication this side of the Other
Primate (especially if you include columnist photos).
Best cheap massage (with release):
No comment.
Best crack dealer:
Yo’ Momma.
www.theotherpress.ca | 7
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The (Final) Way Things Sometimes Are: An Open Letter to the Men of the World
The Way Things Sometimes Are
oa CF Miley, Opinions Editor
/
/
Dear Men of the World:
We have a problem. After a couple of
thousand years of patriarchal domination,
it appears that we have really fucked
things up. Let’s face it, we weren’t going to
be able to keep the women subservient
forever; many of them are way smarter
than us, and they’re born with certain
attributes that we simply must be near. You
know: wicked-smelling hair, soft skin,
boobs, the secret garden. Let’s not forget
the secret garden. I’m getting hot just typ-
ing those
Secret...Garden...mmmmmmmm.
two words.
It’s like we’re in a game of high-stakes
Texas Hold ’em, we’re down to the final
two, it’s men against women, but—biolog-
ically speaking—they’re holding all the
chips. Men are left trying to bluff with a
short stack. (Women, you may giggle here
and think about the connection between
“short stack” and “small penis.” More on
that later.) But our biological needs have
been around since the first caveman
enticed the first cavewoman into the cave
with promises of “just a little shoulder
rub.” Men’s current poor reputation is
born more of some of us acting like ass-
holes than it is of biological imperative.
Basically, there are a few types of guys
that are fucking things up for the rest of
us. Let me explain.
Two-pump Chumps.
We've all had a night or two we wish we
could have back. Nights when we should
have admitted that we were “too drunk to
fuck,” or some such thing. Okay, there, I
said it. We all have one person who we
wish we could call up and say, “Vd just like
to apologize for the other night. It wasn’t
the type of effort I usually give, and I’d
really like another shot to make it up to
you.” But that kind of phone call is damn
near impossible to make, even if you
somehow managed to come away with a
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correct phone number after such a shitty
showing.
But some guys are chronic under-
achievers, out for one person and one
person alone—themselves. Save that shit
for masturbation, you sons of bitches,
you're giving us all a bad name. Actually,
cancel that order. You go right ahead and
continue being just as shitty in bed as you
can. All men know that women are grad-
ing us On a curve, so youre crappy sex life
is actually raising my stock if I eventually
sleep with your ex. I guess I should say
thanks, but your crappy sexual perform-
ances ate likely the result of some
self-obsessed delusions of personal enti-
tlement, so fuck you.
Cheating Sons-of-Bitches
If you simply must fuck someone other
than your partner, and you’re in a monog-
amous relationship, break up with your
girl before you fuck someone else. ’m not
saying that serial cheaters created jealousy,
but you’re certainly not doing the rest of
us any favours. Getting cheated on is
embarrassing and totally fucking painful.
It makes a person feel somehow less than
what they are, regardless of how great
they truly are. It takes the rest of us
years—and literally thousands of compli-
ments—to undo that damage. So quit
being such filthy man whores and try
being a stand-up guy for a change. The
truth hurts, but not as much as lies do.
Get a spine and buck up, you cheatin’,
lyin’, sons-a-bitches. Even yo momma
hates you.
“Little
Complexes”
So you took all the pain that being born
Guys with Napoleonic
short caused you and channeled it into
making money, which you now use to
entice hot women into bed for some
“power fucking.” Yeah, Bitch. You’re still
short. You still get laughed at behind your
back. The only difference between you
back then and you now is that you now
deserves the abuse. The Brad Pitts and
Angelina Jolies of the world are few and
far between. We’ve all got something we
hate about our physical appearances. Why
do all you “little guys” have to take your
self-loathing and spew it at others, espe-
cially at women? So you were born short.
Get the fuck over it already.
“Small-Dick-Having Motherfuckers”
Don’t combine your physical under-
endowment with an apathetic attitude. A
wise man once said, “If you’re hung like a
hamster, you better have a tongue like a
snake.’ Wise indeed. "Nuff said.
Et Tu, Fruité?
These guys aren’t necessarily screwing
things up for the rest of us, but they exist
and deserve mention. These guys are one
sector of what became of the “SNAG-
GIT, New-Age Guy”
population when the 790s finally whim-
pered to a close. They’re all touchy feely,
or, Sensitive
they’re heterosexual with a twist, and
they’re basically acting gay in order to get
close to some hot babe that may not oth-
erwise give them the time of day. Then, all
of a sudden, once the babe is chuckling at
their insightful comments and _ talking
about shoes and Brazilian waxings, they
spring into action, attempting to bed the
chosen ones.
The metrosexual phenomenon has
spawned these hybrids, and they have to
be confident to pull it off. They’re better
than the usual “bar star” types, and this
method is a proven winner to get past the
cock-blocking friend whose existence
seems tied to ensuring that no guy gets to
have sex with her hot buddy. Beware of
these guys. They’re smart enough to have
a plan, something that is too often a for-
eign concept to us regular guys.
So, there you have it. A simple break-
down of the types of guys that are
constantly breaking down the potential
for the rest of us to be judged on our per-
sonal merits. Most women seem to think
that 90 percent of guys are jerks, idiots,
and infectious lepers. That isn’t true, it’s
just that it’s easier to lump us together and
call all men assholes. So, Men of the
©)
~~
World, get your shit together and start act-
ing like you give a shit. As one friend put
it, “Women don’t ask for much, just a
dirty boy who smells good.” Be that dirty
boy, Men. We'll all be better off for it.
Colin Miley thanks anyone who read
“The Way Things Sometimes Are” over
the past year. He’ll miss doing it with you.
Errr, he means, “for you.”
BONW 2009, STAFF PICKS
Colin Miley, Opinions Editor
Best local eatery:
Kasuga Sushi at Sixth and Sixth. It’s rawfish-o-licious.
Best local watering hole:
Three-way tie between Brooklyn’s, Scruffy McGuire’s, and the bench over-
looking the Patullo Bridge (that’s all I’m gonna say about that, it’s wy
bench).
Best place to go instead of going to class:
To Hell. You go straight to Hell! Or Scrufty’s,
Best word(s) to describe Douglas College:
Potential.
Best reason to read the Other Press:
More monkey pictures per page than any publication this side of the Other
Primate (especially if you include columnist photos).
Best cheap massage (with release):
No comment.
Best crack dealer:
Yo’ Momma.
www.theotherpress.ca | 7
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LagSiPibds
August 10/2005
| Saw You
Hey Rockabilly boy who hangs
out by the smoking doors, I like
the way you work it. Wanna
dance? boysmok@hotmail.com
In the hall by the library
Wednesday afternoons. You: the
cute red-headed girl with the
headphones. Me: the tall guy
with glasses who’s always star-
ing at you. Dying to know what
youre listening to. Email me at
bradmo17@gmail.com
At my sister’s Christmas party
two-and-a-half years ago. The
rest, eventually, was history.
Happy Anniversary, Simon. I
love you.
Parking garage, July 14. To the
driver of the black Civic that
parked next to me: You are an
ass. Karma, or possibly a brick,
will be my revenge.
Brooklyn’s Pub, Thursday
nights. Tattoo guy, if you’d take
your eyes off the pool table for
two seconds, you might find
something else worth playing...
Hot and Stupid!
Do you fit the bill? Because this
girl’s tired of smart and sensi-
tive, and clever and witty never
puts out. Male or female, email
me at hotstupidnsa@yahoo.ca
At Tinseltown. Uh, you realize
the actors can’t actually hear
you, right? So what’s with the
clapping? Stop it.
Royal City Restaurant, after-
noons, around 1:30pm. Enough
already. I can’t eat any more
cheap grilled-cheese sandwich-
es, if you’re the dark-haired guy
with the cool sunglasses, please
come and talk to me next time.
Concourse Babe.
You sure can fill out that track
suit. Wanna get together to lis-
ten to some 50 Cent, toss back
a couple of Mike’s Hard
Lemonades, and see what
develops? hardimn@gmail.com
Bookstore guy. I’ve been buying
my books from you for two
years, now that I’ve graduated I
have no reason to see you
again. Unless, of course, you
want to give me one.
bookwarm@shaw.ca
In my dreams.
And by the New West SkyTrain
station. You had dreadlocks and
a back pack with a Natural Born
Killers patch on it. You told me
to be careful when I tripped by
the escalator. But I fell anyway,
Suffer From Acne? cs
No Drugs!
No Cream!
for you. Let’s hook up.
falleirl|@yahoo.ca
Getting into your car. Going to
class. Walking your dog. :
Working out at your gym. In
your bedroom. At the hearing.
Scruffy’s. You were wearing a
polka-dotted skirt and guzzling
tequila like it was going out of
style. I don’t care what people
say, I think drunken, unem-
ployed cougars who reek like
cigarette smoke are totally hot.
Email me at
mamaneedscuervo@telus.net
Men’s washroom, Queen’s Park.
You: sunglasses, goatee, leather ~
pants, “Choose Life” t-shirt.
Me: guy who told you I was the
former OP sports editor.
Wanna rematch?
ddp20@hotmail.com
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advertise
with us!
we’re easier than
we look.
erm, it’s easier
than it looks.
contact Iwan Revgadas
kinggadas@ yahoo.com
the other press
|
i J
ee
the other press
iS Write for us. Now. I mean it. o
Do You
_ FACIAL :
REJUVENATION CLINIC |
LagSiPibds
August 10/2005
| Saw You
Hey Rockabilly boy who hangs
out by the smoking doors, I like
the way you work it. Wanna
dance? boysmok@hotmail.com
In the hall by the library
Wednesday afternoons. You: the
cute red-headed girl with the
headphones. Me: the tall guy
with glasses who’s always star-
ing at you. Dying to know what
youre listening to. Email me at
bradmo17@gmail.com
At my sister’s Christmas party
two-and-a-half years ago. The
rest, eventually, was history.
Happy Anniversary, Simon. I
love you.
Parking garage, July 14. To the
driver of the black Civic that
parked next to me: You are an
ass. Karma, or possibly a brick,
will be my revenge.
Brooklyn’s Pub, Thursday
nights. Tattoo guy, if you’d take
your eyes off the pool table for
two seconds, you might find
something else worth playing...
Hot and Stupid!
Do you fit the bill? Because this
girl’s tired of smart and sensi-
tive, and clever and witty never
puts out. Male or female, email
me at hotstupidnsa@yahoo.ca
At Tinseltown. Uh, you realize
the actors can’t actually hear
you, right? So what’s with the
clapping? Stop it.
Royal City Restaurant, after-
noons, around 1:30pm. Enough
already. I can’t eat any more
cheap grilled-cheese sandwich-
es, if you’re the dark-haired guy
with the cool sunglasses, please
come and talk to me next time.
Concourse Babe.
You sure can fill out that track
suit. Wanna get together to lis-
ten to some 50 Cent, toss back
a couple of Mike’s Hard
Lemonades, and see what
develops? hardimn@gmail.com
Bookstore guy. I’ve been buying
my books from you for two
years, now that I’ve graduated I
have no reason to see you
again. Unless, of course, you
want to give me one.
bookwarm@shaw.ca
In my dreams.
And by the New West SkyTrain
station. You had dreadlocks and
a back pack with a Natural Born
Killers patch on it. You told me
to be careful when I tripped by
the escalator. But I fell anyway,
Suffer From Acne? cs
No Drugs!
No Cream!
for you. Let’s hook up.
falleirl|@yahoo.ca
Getting into your car. Going to
class. Walking your dog. :
Working out at your gym. In
your bedroom. At the hearing.
Scruffy’s. You were wearing a
polka-dotted skirt and guzzling
tequila like it was going out of
style. I don’t care what people
say, I think drunken, unem-
ployed cougars who reek like
cigarette smoke are totally hot.
Email me at
mamaneedscuervo@telus.net
Men’s washroom, Queen’s Park.
You: sunglasses, goatee, leather ~
pants, “Choose Life” t-shirt.
Me: guy who told you I was the
former OP sports editor.
Wanna rematch?
ddp20@hotmail.com
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Major Leaque Baseball Special Report
" Travis Paterson, OP Contributor
Toronto Blue Jays:
Just when it was safe to write Toronto off
as a below .500 franchise again, the Jays
started drawing attention with season
series’ wins over the Red Sox. Cy Young
winner, Roy Halladay, is enjoying another
all-star season, and will receive Cy Young
votes even with a handful of missed
starts due to a broken leg. Superb outings
from surprising left-hander Gustavo
Chacin, and a return to form by Ted Lilly
have rounded out a decent rotation for
the Jays, as good as any in the rough-and-
Be
tumble American League East. With
Cory Koskie’s return, the Jays are less
dependent on rookie Aaron Hill, whose
hot start has fizzled of late. The Jays will
need quality pitching to stay close in the
Eastern Pennant race. They'll need con-
sistent outings from Chacin, Lilly, and
Josh Towers to have any chance at mak-
ing the post season. Go, Jays, Go.
Seattle Mariners:
There is little hope for this year’s Seattle
Mariners. After a successful run of divi-
sion and wild-card titles, the Mariners’ are
in a complex rut. The lack of pitching
and heavily paid free agent Adrian Beltre
has provided little
Fortunately, Ichiro is consistent as always,
production.
and Richie Sexson has brought a slugger’s
bat to a franchise that has been without
home-run pop since Alex Rodriguez left
town in 2000.
With so little depth in the bullpen, the
Mariners are going to suck until they gain
confidence and experience. Until then,
Beltre, Sexson, and Ichiro will have to
tough it out. Hey, it was a great eight
years; we didn’t think the Mariners were
going to be hot forever. At least they
have a beautiful stadium to take your
mind off the score.
BC Boys Update:
Larry Walker—Suffering from a herniat-
ed disc in his neck, Walker should return
from the DL in early August to help the
playoff-bound St. Louis Cardinals reach
the World Series for the second straight
year. With Walker’s history of injuries
and contract status (last year of his
healthy $12-million salary), it’s likely this
season will be his last. Wouldn’t it be fit-
ting to see him finish with a World Series
title?
Justin Morneau—It seems like each
year Minnesota is able to produce a tal-
ented new player from their system, and
this year it’s Justin. His quiet power and
consistent run production are an integral
part of Minnesota’s success as they trail
the red hot White Sox in the Central
Division, no doubt fixated on the Wild
Card.
Jeff Francis—Francis’s first full sea-
son has been better than average,
considering his home starts are made at
the dreaded Coors Field in Colorado.
With a strikeout-to-walk ratio of almost
2-1, and nine wins already, Jeff’s five-
plus ERA is easily forgiven.
Ryan Dempster—Currently having
his best stretch in years, Dempster has
adopted the closer’s role, with 14 saves
this season. He’s also maintaining his ver-
satility with six starts. As a reliever,
Demptser has regained the form that
made him a valuable commodity when he
was dealt from the Marlins in 2003.
Corey Koskie—Koskie is a true hard-
nosed ball player doing what a good
Canadian should, returning to Canada
and signing with the Jays. Despite missing
58 games with a broken thumb, Koskie
has become an acknowledged leader of
the Jays’ talented young squad. His
enthusiasm and pop at the plate have
helped keep the team in close contention.
Under Koskie’s lead, the Jays are earning
more and more respect as a hard-working
team, never to be underestimated.
Jersey Boob Iries
Kevin Welsh, OP Contributor
itch-hunts are chic again in
the state of New Jersey. State
Assemblyman and Baptist
deacon Craig Stanley believes the NHL’s
New Jersey Devils should change their
name to something a little less satanic,
and intends to introduce the issue to the
New Jersey Assembly next month.
“This is an age where symbolism is
very important,” Stanley preached. “I’ve
always cringed when people say they’re
going to see the Devils. The merchandise
(and) the paraphernalia is based on the
actual demonic devil. Personally, it causes
a little bit of an issue with me.”
Of course, a little bit of research will
reveal that the Devils are not named after
Satan, but, in fact, named after a creature
from local lore. The Jersey Devil was
reputedly born in the 13th century to a
22 | www.theotherpress.ca
to Waste Tax Dollars
poor, South Jersey family, and later mor-
phed into a creature with bat wings, a
forked tail, and gigantic claws. It terror-
ized the citizens of Pine Barrens until the
18th century. Cool!
Devils CEO Lou Lamoriello said, “I
can assure you the Devils’ name will
never change, and | think there are more
important things to be thinking about
than something that will never happen.”
Lamoriello’s prompted
Stanley to try his hand at wit, observing,
“He’s hell-bent on keeping the Devils’
name.”
Chortle.
However, on the off chance that
response
Stanley is successful in his crusade,
expect him next to turn his attention to
minor-league sports. The Ocean City
Banshees of the United Soccer Leagues
are a likely target, as are basketball’s New
Jersey SkyCats (God never intended cats
to fly). Most certainly a target, though,
would be the Major Lacrosse League’s
New Jersey Pride, named after the ani-
mals that devoured Christians to enter-
tain the Romans. Then, most definitely
for sure would be baseball’s Lakewood
Blue Claws, who...ah, to Hell with it.
August 10/2005
Edited Text
GPOPGS
Major Leaque Baseball Special Report
" Travis Paterson, OP Contributor
Toronto Blue Jays:
Just when it was safe to write Toronto off
as a below .500 franchise again, the Jays
started drawing attention with season
series’ wins over the Red Sox. Cy Young
winner, Roy Halladay, is enjoying another
all-star season, and will receive Cy Young
votes even with a handful of missed
starts due to a broken leg. Superb outings
from surprising left-hander Gustavo
Chacin, and a return to form by Ted Lilly
have rounded out a decent rotation for
the Jays, as good as any in the rough-and-
Be
tumble American League East. With
Cory Koskie’s return, the Jays are less
dependent on rookie Aaron Hill, whose
hot start has fizzled of late. The Jays will
need quality pitching to stay close in the
Eastern Pennant race. They'll need con-
sistent outings from Chacin, Lilly, and
Josh Towers to have any chance at mak-
ing the post season. Go, Jays, Go.
Seattle Mariners:
There is little hope for this year’s Seattle
Mariners. After a successful run of divi-
sion and wild-card titles, the Mariners’ are
in a complex rut. The lack of pitching
and heavily paid free agent Adrian Beltre
has provided little
Fortunately, Ichiro is consistent as always,
production.
and Richie Sexson has brought a slugger’s
bat to a franchise that has been without
home-run pop since Alex Rodriguez left
town in 2000.
With so little depth in the bullpen, the
Mariners are going to suck until they gain
confidence and experience. Until then,
Beltre, Sexson, and Ichiro will have to
tough it out. Hey, it was a great eight
years; we didn’t think the Mariners were
going to be hot forever. At least they
have a beautiful stadium to take your
mind off the score.
BC Boys Update:
Larry Walker—Suffering from a herniat-
ed disc in his neck, Walker should return
from the DL in early August to help the
playoff-bound St. Louis Cardinals reach
the World Series for the second straight
year. With Walker’s history of injuries
and contract status (last year of his
healthy $12-million salary), it’s likely this
season will be his last. Wouldn’t it be fit-
ting to see him finish with a World Series
title?
Justin Morneau—It seems like each
year Minnesota is able to produce a tal-
ented new player from their system, and
this year it’s Justin. His quiet power and
consistent run production are an integral
part of Minnesota’s success as they trail
the red hot White Sox in the Central
Division, no doubt fixated on the Wild
Card.
Jeff Francis—Francis’s first full sea-
son has been better than average,
considering his home starts are made at
the dreaded Coors Field in Colorado.
With a strikeout-to-walk ratio of almost
2-1, and nine wins already, Jeff’s five-
plus ERA is easily forgiven.
Ryan Dempster—Currently having
his best stretch in years, Dempster has
adopted the closer’s role, with 14 saves
this season. He’s also maintaining his ver-
satility with six starts. As a reliever,
Demptser has regained the form that
made him a valuable commodity when he
was dealt from the Marlins in 2003.
Corey Koskie—Koskie is a true hard-
nosed ball player doing what a good
Canadian should, returning to Canada
and signing with the Jays. Despite missing
58 games with a broken thumb, Koskie
has become an acknowledged leader of
the Jays’ talented young squad. His
enthusiasm and pop at the plate have
helped keep the team in close contention.
Under Koskie’s lead, the Jays are earning
more and more respect as a hard-working
team, never to be underestimated.
Jersey Boob Iries
Kevin Welsh, OP Contributor
itch-hunts are chic again in
the state of New Jersey. State
Assemblyman and Baptist
deacon Craig Stanley believes the NHL’s
New Jersey Devils should change their
name to something a little less satanic,
and intends to introduce the issue to the
New Jersey Assembly next month.
“This is an age where symbolism is
very important,” Stanley preached. “I’ve
always cringed when people say they’re
going to see the Devils. The merchandise
(and) the paraphernalia is based on the
actual demonic devil. Personally, it causes
a little bit of an issue with me.”
Of course, a little bit of research will
reveal that the Devils are not named after
Satan, but, in fact, named after a creature
from local lore. The Jersey Devil was
reputedly born in the 13th century to a
22 | www.theotherpress.ca
to Waste Tax Dollars
poor, South Jersey family, and later mor-
phed into a creature with bat wings, a
forked tail, and gigantic claws. It terror-
ized the citizens of Pine Barrens until the
18th century. Cool!
Devils CEO Lou Lamoriello said, “I
can assure you the Devils’ name will
never change, and | think there are more
important things to be thinking about
than something that will never happen.”
Lamoriello’s prompted
Stanley to try his hand at wit, observing,
“He’s hell-bent on keeping the Devils’
name.”
Chortle.
However, on the off chance that
response
Stanley is successful in his crusade,
expect him next to turn his attention to
minor-league sports. The Ocean City
Banshees of the United Soccer Leagues
are a likely target, as are basketball’s New
Jersey SkyCats (God never intended cats
to fly). Most certainly a target, though,
would be the Major Lacrosse League’s
New Jersey Pride, named after the ani-
mals that devoured Christians to enter-
tain the Romans. Then, most definitely
for sure would be baseball’s Lakewood
Blue Claws, who...ah, to Hell with it.
August 10/2005