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Measures should be taken to ensure more SFSS board members can attend meetings

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By Benedict Reiners

Last week, SFSS at-large representative Karanvir Thiara sought standing regrets to be approved by the board for his upcoming absences from meetings. What’s more, he’s the third board member to do so, following health sciences representative Tracy Luong and university relations officer (URO) Jeff McCann, both of whom issued said regrets as a result of scheduling conflicts with their summer co-op terms. Each member will still be able to attend to their other duties and are expected to return to meetings in the fall semester. For some, this has proven little consolation, since students not only elected these officials, but also pay their salaries as part of their SFSS fees.

SFSS Treasurer Kevin Zhang is one such student. When McCann requested his standing regrets, Zhang cited that McCann’s role as part of the executive gives his attendance at meetings extra importance. Given that three elected members cannot attend meetings, it might be time for the SFSS to introduce measures to bind members to attend.

However, this brings forward a dilemma for the SFSS: someone who was even thinking of taking a co-op course during one of the semesters over which they would serve likely would not run. This would decrease the potential field of applicants, a field already small enough that it saw some members elected without contention. That may end up scaring off those actually most suited for any of the positions up for election.

The SFSS board members are here to learn, just like all other students here at SFU, and we cannot expect them to delay getting their degrees or to pass up important opportunities for their job. That’s why the SFSS should introduce measures to ensure that SFSS board members are able to attend to their full roll in at least two out of three semesters. This way, it is less likely to scare off the best person for the job, or to produce an official with no time for their position. It would also serve as something of a symbol, showing students the members’ commitment to serving the student community.

Additional measures might be needed to ensure that the program was not abused if implemented, and as such, it would be a good idea to add a clause that the member be able to prove sufficient reasoning for their absence, and perhaps also that such a rule only apply to the summer semester, before which students running for board positions might not know whether or not they have a position. Furthermore, this would ensure that, although members may be away for the board’s formative period, they would still be able to get their job done as well as possible, and continue to positively represent students.

Ideally, students would be able to make their availability  known during the election for at least the summer semester, but as it stands that’s not typically feasible. However, anyone running for office should honour the commitment made in doing so. Although it’s important to make sure that the SFSS is comprised of the best members possible, those running for office must remember that if they really want students to take the SFSS seriously as an organization, the first step is figuring out how to get everyone to show up.

Word on the Street: June 4th

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News Beat: June 4th

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People who say “YOLO” will soon be put to death

A new bylaw proposed by conservative MP Shelly Parsons was passed in Parliament last Thursday. The bylaw evokes a three-strikes policy in which people caught using the term “YOLO” in either online parlance or in real life would be viciously bludgeoned to death by everyone in the immediate vicinity.

The law has a special clause indicating specifically that the acronym “YOLO” would result in capital punishment. Using the long form “You only live once” would garner a less severe punishment of chemical castration.

The bylaw is being applauded by both the liberal opposition and fringe parties alike, all of whom are sick of idiots appending #YOLO to anything and everything that happens to them over the course a day.

The bill’s creator added, “Yes, we get the irony.”

– David Davenport

 

New homeopathic street drug claims another life

The dangerous new homeopathic street drug, Johnny Wort, has claimed yet another life. A Burnaby teenager whose name cannot be published is the latest in a rash of deaths.

Close friends of the teen told reporters, “[name redacted] was always the ‘thrill-seeker’ in our group. I mean, he did it all. Echinea. Hibisus. Gin-seng. He lived on the edge, he’d dilute things down to half, a quarter, hell, even an eighth of their original concentration. But in the end it caught up with him.”

The coroner’s report confirmed this overdose to be the cause of death, showing “an almost zero per cent concentration of any medicinal ingredients in the teen’s bloodstream.” The report went on to add, “At levels that diluted, an overdose was inevitable.”

– Rich Richards

 

Neil deGrasse Tyson “sick of entire internet”

Perceptions were shattered last Friday as video of a drunken Neil deGrasse Tyson going off on an expletive-fueled tirade outside Blue Note Jazz Club surfaced online.

In the video, the inebriated astrophysicist was quoted as saying “Bunch of cat-watching, meme-making freaks. I used to be an astrophysicist, an astro [expletive]-ing physicist. But now look at me…,”

Pausing to briefly vomit into a trash receptacle, the medal of excellence winner continued, “I used to be something. I used to be a contender [laughs]. Before all this, I was picking apart the mysteries of the universe. But now people come up to me on the street. Do the ‘We got a badass here’ thing! Do the ‘We got a badass here’ thing! Like I’m a [expletive]ing Disneyland Goofy.”

– Wendy Wendleton

By Gary Lim

Ski Ninjas: My Jam

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By Kyle Lees at Ski Ninjas

If a tree burns in a swamp, does anyone care?

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By Gerald Jacobs — University of Manitoba (CUP)

Image by: Christopher Elliott

This year, one of the oldest living organisms in the world caught fire and burned to death. “The Senator” was the nickname given to a cypress tree that had been living in a Florida swamp for the last 3,500 years. It was 38.1 metres tall, and had a girth as wide as two men’s full arms’ lengths. Until that day, it had been considered the fifth oldest tree in the world, and the largest tree of its kind in North America.

Reactions to the event seem to have ranged from, “That’s a little sad,” to “It’s just a damn tree,” to “Worse things happen every day. Why is this in the news?”

What I find sad is just how little attention this story received. I understand that indifferent reactions might be attributed to a lack of reflection on how long 3,500 years is, but the apathy permeating our culture really gets to me. And historical apathy is particularly galling.

So if you’re one of those folk who took time away from your “omg”ing and “lololol”ing on your iPhone to express resentment at The Senator’s appearance in the news, I’d like to take a moment to explain to you why this is a legitimate tragedy.

Three thousand five hundred years ago, the Greeks were just starting construction on the Parthenon, and the Pyramids at Giza were still a relatively new sight. The Egyptians were thanking Anuket for the fertile Nile floodplain and praising Horus for making them the most innovative kingdom on Earth. Meanwhile, across the Atlantic Ocean, a little sprout took root in the middle of a swamp and decided to stick around for a while.

Fast-forward 700 years, and that little sprout was probably around 16.8 metres tall and something like middle-aged in cypress-years. Back on the other side of the planet, industrious Romans had started building a city. Another 300 years later, the first public law — the foundation for the later Roman constitution — was introduced to the Roman Republic in the form of the Twelve Tables, around the time when Socrates was a young man in Athens. Our cypress had reached its average life expectancy of 1,000 years.

Another 1,000 years later, the ancient Greek civilization had long been swallowed by the Roman Empire, which had only recently collapsed itself. Our tree was now twice as old as it could have ever expected to be, much larger, and frequently used by local Indigenous groups as a landmark for navigation.

Yet another 1,000 years passed. Our tree had survived three millennia of fires, earthquakes and hurricanes. It had witnessed untold ages of American First Nations, and seen the European colonization of America and everything that followed, bad and good — from the impact of colonialism on the First Nations to humans walking on the Moon.

The Senator had been there for nearly every major moment of recorded human history, living out its life in quiet solitude. As old empires died and new ones reshaped the face of the Earth, this tree grew without interruption for three times as long as it ought to have.

Had we awoken to find that the Washington Monument, a national symbol of American achievement, had spontaneously caught fire and collapsed, much of the world would have been in shock. Had one of the Great Pyramids — international symbols of human achievement — suddenly collapsed, we would have collectively wept for the loss. But a 3,500 year-old tree transcends human achievement. It is a natural monument to life itself, a symbol of all the aeons — of a time before man could throw a spear or hammer stone or attach symbolic meaning to the things he or she produced.

This giant passed with just a whisper.

I’m not saying people need to start worshiping trees as gods or change their lives in any appreciable way. I just wish that if all you had to say about this event was, “It’s not news; it’s only a damn tree,” you’d take a very brief moment to understand what it meant, both in terms of nature and history. A monument need not be man-made to be meaningful.

SFU Open House 2012

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A short video highlighting the 2012 SFU open house. Feat. Drew-P

Created: Julian Giordano
Contact: [email protected]

Score: In my heart – Moby

UAV Journalism

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The Peak’s News team went on location to an air strip in North Coquitlam, where we explore Team Guardian’s exciting Un-maned Air Vehicle.

Created: Julian Giordano
Contact: [email protected]

score: Click Click Boom – Saliva

Raising the bar: An inside look at the realities of the restaurant industry

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By Julie Skinner

ST. JOHN’S (CUP) — Glancing over her shoulder, Vanessa Stanley smiles back at the young waiter who just took her lunch order. As soon as the server’s out of earshot, Stanley leans across the table and quietly divulges an observation: “He’s new. He seems sweet . . . but he’s definitely new.”

Stanley’s spidey sense is impressive, but not surprising, considering her years of experience in the bar and restaurant industry.

“I’ve been bartending since Aug. 5, 2008,” Stanley says with pride. “I know the exact date I started.”

Stanley remembers how she first got into the business: she was tired of her minimum-wage job as a grocery store cashier and was looking for something new. After dropping off her resume at a Mount Pearl pool hall, she was offered a position as a bartender.

“I got promoted after only two months,” beams Stanley. “I got bumped up to supervisor and then eventually got promoted to assistant manager.”

Stanley says that it wasn’t until later, when she began working at another bar, that she realized just how poorly the pool hall had been managed.

“Our boss just wasn’t involved at all. It was mostly me and another girl — she was 24 and I was 21 at the time — and we ran the place.”

Aside from manning the bar, she says she had to manage liquor orders, stock the refrigerators, and even step in as an occasional bouncer when things got out of hand. The environment was not an ideal one in terms of safety, either. “I had a few guys steal my liquor from behind the bar one night,” Stanley recalls. “They reached over the bar, grabbed three bottles of liquor, and barred themselves in the men’s washroom. We finally had to call the police.”

Stanley was often the only employee working during the night shift and had a hard time managing everything on her own.

“I had a guy overdose on the couch . . . right in front of me. I had to call an ambulance because we couldn’t get him up,” she says. “It was more drama than I’ve ever dealt with in my life.”

Drug use was an issue in the hall, but it wasn’t something Stanley concerned herself with at the time. “It was bad for drugs and that kind of stuff. But again, there was nothing that you could really do about it. It wasn’t until I’d go to clean the bathrooms at the end of the night that I’d find white powder on the counters.”

Danielle Collins, an education student at Memorial University, has worked in the restaurant business for almost four years. “Personally, I think a serving job is the ultimate job to have while in university.”

According to Collins, if you’re lucky enough to land the right job, part-time servers can often earn full-time wages thanks to the tips. That being said, Collins warns that the work itself is not easy. “It can be stressful and exhausting and you definitely work for your money,” she says.

“I also think you have to be a certain kind of person to work in a restaurant,” Collins says, citing a dedicated, hard-working personality as essential in making it as a server. She also warns that the business toughens you up quickly. “When I started serving, upset customers used to bother me, but over time you get a thicker skin.”

Collins says that working in a restaurant is more demanding than any other job she’s had, which includes working as a day-camp counselor, a cashier and a swimming coach.

“It can be stressful and physically draining at times,” she says, “but I’ve definitely acquired better people skills.” Working in the restaurant business keeps her on her toes and has also shown her the importance of teamwork.

Working in the restaurant industry has helped Collins gain a newfound appreciation for gratuities. “I definitely think it should be mandatory,” she says. “People in the service industry work hard. When people go out for a meal, they’re going out for more than just the food. They also pay to be tended on and entertained — and us servers work hard to ensure that.”

Collins says that, while she’s always been a generous tipper, she’s gained a greater respect for those who work in the service industry.

“I often tip a lot more than what’s expected,” she said. “The funny thing is, I think all servers would probably tell you the same thing. It’s usually easy to determine who the servers are because they tip so generously.”

Collins says that there’s an unspoken mutual respect for one another: “We all know how hard we each have to work.”

When asked how she feels about waitressing, Stanley has no qualms about articulating her distaste for the job. “I’ll never be a waitress. Never, ever, ever,” she asserts. “Waitresses have to be nice, and I’m not. I mean, you have to stand there and listen to people bitch about the stupidest things and put a smile on your face.” Stanley says that she just doesn’t have the personality to be an accommodating hostess. “I’m the kind of person that if you get in my face, I’m going to tell you to go fuck yourself — that’s just the way I am. And that’s perfect for behind the bar. That’s exactly what they want.

“I’ve found that for the most part, a good food waitress is not a good bartender. You definitely get some people who are able to go back and forth, but most waitresses have a more timid personality,” said Stanley.

While Stanley and Collins’s experiences in the restaurant business differ, both agree on the importance of splitting tips.

“I definitely think tips should be shared with the people you work with,” says Collins. “There are people who may work in other parts of the restaurant that don’t necessarily make tips. We all work together as a group, and they deserve it just as much as I do.”

Stanley now works at a popular bar and restaurant in downtown St. John’s, and says that her coworkers are fair when it comes to sharing the wealth. “Whatever tips we make in the run of a night, we kick back a percentage to someone else. For instance, a food service waitress will give 10 per cent of their tips to the bar — and I think that’s absolutely fair.”

Working in a bar is a team effort, says Stanley, explaining that it’s not uncommon for workers to switch up their roles when business gets busy. “If one of the girls is really busy on the floor and there’s no food runner, I’ll go get the food and bring it to the table for her,” said Stanley. “And if she notices that I’m busy behind the bar, then she’ll come help me out.” Stanley goes on to say that if you’re doing more work, you’ll generally get “kicked back” more money.

At the heart of it, both women are in the restaurant business because they love it — and because they can make a killing. Stanley doesn’t hold back when it comes to talking strategy, either.

“Bartending is a game, plain and simple. A lot of times, you’re playing a character,” she admits. “Me and another girl used to pretend that we were sisters. And to be honest, we made a bloody fortune doing it.”

Stanley divulges that she’s often fibbed to get a good tip. “You pull at people’s heartstrings,” she said. “You can be whatever you want to be. And it’s fun. It’s entertaining. I pretend that I love you and that I’m interested in what you’re saying, but then at the end of the night, I take your money and go home.”

While Collins has spent the last four years balancing part-time waitressing with university classes, Stanley has been working full time behind the bar — neither schedule is easy. Stanley says that she’s often thought about returning to school, but isn’t sure if that’s the right path for her. “It treats me so well that I sometimes think about going into management,” she says of her work.

In the end, both women agree that for the time being, there’s nothing else they’d rather do.

“You just have to have the right personality for it all. I’d never be able to work nine-to-five and sit behind a desk all day. That’s just not for me.”

SFU creative writing director shortlisted for national award

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By Natalie Stanczyk
Photo by SFUPAMR

For Wayde Compton, heaven would be a kind of library, much like how Argentine writer Jorge Luis Borges envisioned it. A poet, scholar, and the program director of SFU’s Writer’s Studio, Compton has recently been shortlisted for the National Magazine Awards for his short story, The Instrument, which follows a young filmmaker attempting to document his father’s life.

The Writer’s Studio is Compton’s most recent venture, having just come on board this past January. Part of SFU Continuing Studies, it is a one-year creative writing program with a spotlight on collaboration and community, with one of the highest ratios of teacher-student contact hours of similar programs in North America. “The mentorship model makes it different,” says Compton: working in isolation after a three-hour lecture isn’t quite as effective as collaborating in smaller groups. “Learning to write creatively is a social process.”

The program has a growing reputation. Last fall, two graduates from the program were offered contracts with major publishing houses HarperCollins and The Penguin Group. “Alumni tend to be very active in forming and continuing this writing community, often long after their time in the program,” says Compton.

Finding inspiration and overcoming writer’s block are mysterious processes for non-writers, but Compton’s remedy is a simple one. He admits, “I do require a certain state of mind to write. Being near people in a quiet space is best for me.” His first encounter with writing was guitarist Jimi Hendrix. “I was a big fan as a kid, and was fascinated by his psychedelic song lyrics. I thought of them as poetry.”

Compton has also been invaluable to raising awareness on issues around Vancouver’s black community. He co-founded the Hogan’s Alley Memorial Project, an organization aimed at protecting the public memory of the city’s original black community. He’s also behind Commodore Books, the first black-oriented press in western Canada, an important move in overcoming obstacles to publishing black literature.

“The protagonists in my stories are often black or mixed-race. Some, however, are white, and other times their race is not mentioned. But I’ve noticed that if my protagonist’s race is revealed to be black late in a story, editors will ask me to change that and mention their race early on, presumably because this piece of information changes how they have been reading the story,” says Compton, though if the protagonist’s race is white or unmentioned, he gets no grief from editors. “I believe this is because there is a bias to read a character as white unless it is otherwise indicated. I don’t think that bias should be accommodated or encouraged by the author.”

Compton has a point. The ultra-popular book trilogy The Hunger Games cast young black actress Amandla Stenberg as Rue, a character who is described in the books as having dark brown skin and hair, but bigoted fans still objected to the choice of actor, subjecting the movie cast to racist comments on Twitter in the weeks following the film’s release.

These are the kinds of issues Compton addresses in preserving and promoting awareness of the social and literary sides of the history to Vancouver’s black community, and his efforts are various. Being an active member of a community is key, and Compton finds a way to express the things he cares about in his writing.

To tie up our chat, I asked what was on Compton’s bucket list. “If the world was going to end this year, the only writing task that would matter would be the creation of more stories to tell my daughter.”

Men’s Centre needed to help men combat traditional gender roles

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By Matthew Berezan

I have been following as best I can the debate around the creation of the men’s centre here at SFU, and most of the discussion so far misses the point. The creation of the men’s centre is not about equality in the sense that “women have a space on campus, so men should too.” It’s not about creating a space on campus for men to reaffirm hegemonic masculinity; instead, the creation of a men’s centre comes as a response to a growing need that is by no means confined to university life. That issue is the need for men to collectively reevaluate the meaning of masculinity and what it means to be a man in today’s world.

As a man in my mid 20s, I have had to address this issue in many facets of my life, including relationships, sports, family, friendships, the classroom, and popular culture. Even today, there are still some “acceptable” masculine roles that we are taught to follow. Whether it is the bumbling but loveable idiot, the stoic, the career-driven provider, or the chauvinist conqueror, men are pigeonholed into a narrow set of gender identities. Both myself and many other men feel that these identities fail to accurately reflect our experiences in the world and who we are. But to reject such ideas is to be ostracized.

This why a men’s centre is needed on campus. We need a space where we can be safe in our vulnerability and supported by other men, as we stop performing, confront the identities ascribed to us, and answer for ourselves what it means to be a man.

Men face a significant stigma around seeking help. We are often told to “buck up,” “to keep pushing through,” or simply to “toughen up.” Men admitting vulnerability, asking for help, or identifying that something is amiss in their life are seen as weak and, somehow, not “real men.” This results in many men not seeking the support that they need in their lives, whether it’s for dealing with the end of a relationship, an addiction, a major transition, or an experience of abuse. I spent much of my early 20s suffering from depression and anxiety, and I was too afraid to admit it. The few times I had the courage to admit that something was wrong, I didn’t know who to talk to or where I could go to deal with it. It never seemed an acceptable topic of conversation.

University is a formative time in most people’s lives. I’ve found that the education I’ve received has been as much about myself as it has been about what I’m studying. The campus experience is about more than the classroom; it is a time when we cultivate identity. A men’s centre will assist in creating healthy, productive, and engaged lives for male students at SFU, both while attending university and long after.