Archive for September, 2009
Next step: sue the sun
How to pick away at a provincial deficit
The Ontario government has just launched a $50 billion suit against tobacco companies. The reason? To cover damages “for past and ongoing health-care costs linked to tobacco-related illness.”
Alright, let’s get a few things out of the way. One—they’ll get their money. It’s all very legal and in accordance with the Tobacco Damages and Health Care Costs Recovery Act. Two—they’ve got friends. British Columbia and New Brunswick have their own suits underway. When one wins, the others will have it in the bag. And three—just so you know, it’s all for you:
“The taxpayers of the province of Ontario have paid a lot of money for health-care costs directly related to tobacco use over the decades,” said Attorney General Chris Bentley. “We believe the taxpayers should be compensated for the costs that they have paid. That’s what this lawsuit is about.”
How nice. Here I was thinking it was all a frivolous cash grab or an example of shameless double dipping by a government that rakes in billions annually through provincial tax excisions. I guess existing taxation on the sale of cigarettes, which totals almost 70% of the retail cost (when you add up federal and provincial taxes) was just preparatory collection to make sure Ontario has enough to pay its lawyers.
Now, I am not a smoker, government diplomat or a lawyer (I know—so far so good, eh?) but I do have a few humble suggestions for our McGuinty Liberals:
- Put the $50 billion in eHealth. They’ll know what to do with it.
- Sue to sun for skin cancer, Cookie Monster for promoting unhealthy eating habits leading to obesity, Steve Jobs for carpal tunnel syndrome and GM for pollution-related respiratory illnesses. (Uh.. on second thought… maybe wait a bit on the last one.)
- Watch out for class action suits. Someone might label you a conspirator.
- Keep it going. Everyone’s temporarily forgotten about HST.
- Can you somehow find a way to sue individuals for autoimmune diseases?
What a ridiculous distraction.
- photo by Stephan Geyer
Down by law
An underfunded public justice system means law students face some tough choices
Law today is not really one profession, but several. For most lawyers, specialization is simply inevitable. True, some general firms still exist, particularly in smaller markets, but most lawyers will spend their careers in specific practices. When they enter law school, students are not required to have a practice area in mind, and the first-year curriculum is designed to cover all of the most fundamental material. But by the start of second year, the decision looms. And increasingly, hard financial realities—not just interest or inclination—drive a student’s choices about practice area.
The rising cost of legal education is well documented, and most students face significant debt upon graduation. After seven or more years of university, it’s natural that they expect some payoff. For many, a certain income level is not only desirable but a bare requirement—they need the money. We are talking, after all, about adults who range from their mid-to-late 20s to considerably older. Some already have families to support; others are eager to start. The combination of these costs and education debt is a very powerful incentive to look for jobs that will cover the bottom line.
Most people outside the profession think all lawyers are very well off. But actual earnings vary considerably. When Service Canada last collected the information in 2007—available on its Job Futures website—lawyers were earning an average of $50,600 a year after two years of employment. More striking is the disparity between the top 20 per cent, who were earning an average of $70,000, and the bottom 20 per cent, earning an average of $30,800. That gap doesn’t close as time goes by. In fact, it widens. Law is a profession where some do very well indeed while others toil at the margins. And it isn’t simply that some lawyers are more successful than others. Practice area has an awful lot to do with it.
Just as the cost of legal education has been climbing, funding for areas of law that rely on public dollars has been in retreat. Though legal aid systems vary from province to province, one consistent theme is inadequate public investment. British Columbia is dramatically slashing its legal aid budget. As a result, family law has been hard hit, with the elimination of full-time staff lawyers and of a major family law clinic in Vancouver. In Ontario, the criminal defence bar is boycotting the system in protest of inadequate funding, refusing to accept legal aid certificates in a small but growing number of cases.
Any student graduating into this environment must face some tough choices. Is it really worth taking up practice in an area of law starved for public investment? Is it even possible?
Major Dilemma
Are you a physics major who dreads going to math class? Maybe it’s time to reconsider your career plans
So, you’re halfway through a four-year undergraduate program and you decide, for one reason or another, that you’ve made a mistake: you’re getting the wrong degree.
Maybe you keep flunking classes and you’re starting to suspect that you’re terrible at math and you’re going to be a lousy physicist. Maybe you realize that you’re scared of blood and embarrassed by naked people, so a career in medicine isn’t for you. Or maybe you’ve just found another subject that suits you better.
Whatever your reason, you’ve just put all of that time, energy and money into passing the prerequisites for a program you don’t want to complete and you’re halfway to getting a degree you don’t want to get.
What should you do?
Changing your mind about your major isn’t always a bad thing, particularly if it happens early in your degree. University, after all, is an opportunity to explore and to discover what you’re interested in.
The classic example, says Janet Sheppard, a counselor at the University of Victoria, is undergraduates who change their minds about going into medicine. “Science professors will joke sometimes that everybody in their biology 100 class is a pre-med student,” she chuckles. “But by the end of the year, things are starting to change.”
In your first few years of university, you’re exposed to a much broader world of learning than what you experienced in high school. There are whole fields of learning you probably never knew existed. Other subjects turn out to be very different than the little taste of them you had in high school — so it’s natural that your plans might change.
Sheppard advises students to keep an open mind, take a wide variety of courses and get involved in campus life. Exposing yourself to the broadest experience possible — both in class and through clubs, volunteer work and other activities — will help you discover what you are interested in.
“Students need to pay attention to the courses they actually look forward to going to, the ones where they actually enjoy the reading,” Sheppard says. You should also talk to people who have the degree you’re thinking about getting, and research the kind of career you’re setting yourself up for.
If you’re still uncertain about what to major in, then “decide not to decide,” says Sheppard. “Give yourself another semester or two to explore.” Staying in school for an extra couple of semesters is not the end of the world; loads of students are doing it. “The reality is most students take more than four years to do a four-year degree.”
The further you get into your studies and the more time you’ve invested in a program, the more difficult it can be to switch. Some changes can be relatively painless, because of the large amount of overlap in prerequisites — for example, changing from psychology to sociology. Transitioning from engineering to sociology, however, could add semesters to your degree and thousands of dollars to your student loan.
I cook, I clean, I… just grew up?
I’m not quite sure what happened, but I appear to be growing up. No, no, it’s not one of those tearful milestone moments – I don’t have a graduation cap in hand, I haven’t received any prestigious awards, and I still don’t have a job. In fact, the growing up I’ve been doing appears to [...]
I’m not quite sure what happened, but I appear to be growing up.
No, no, it’s not one of those tearful milestone moments – I don’t have a graduation cap in hand, I haven’t received any prestigious awards, and I still don’t have a job.
In fact, the growing up I’ve been doing appears to be rather mundane. It’s the day to day things, the little efforts that are changing. I’ve finally been applying some of the lessons I picked up from reading that O magazine that’s always on the coffee table at home. Eat well! Look great! Feel happy! In fact, according to Oprah, all I need now is a jewel-toned twin set to achieve whatever is at the end of her aspirational rainbow.
Big change number one: I now own a hairbrush (not just one, but two brushes – these things come in spurts, apparently), so I’m looking slightly tidier.
I also bought a bike, so I suddenly get regular and vigorous exercise riding along Ottawa’s beautiful canal, which allows me to lower my cholesterol levels and get in touch with nature. And although I ride at a very leisurely pace (I have no other), I still spend the rest of the day trying to air myself out underneath the hand dryer, which allows others to notice how much exercise I’m getting, too.
Since my little adventure with cooking began, I’ve begun returning home from the grocery store overwhelmed with yuppie staples like fresh mozzarella, yellow zucchini, and Tuscan sausage, whipping up semi-elaborate meals with a total lack of modesty.
I didn’t even see that movie Julie & Julia, but it seems to have unleashed some sort of long-buried desire to revel in the sensory pleasures of anything with an expiration date.
I even clean things now. Last year I did not clean things – ever. My roommate will attest to this. But I swept the floor three days ago. And I put my shoes on the shoe rack last week (I am still working out the details of what else needs to be cleaned.)
The best part of “getting my act together” (as certain individuals have put it), is the ability to shock and amaze with skills that others would consider standard. It has been a long time since I have impressed anyone with my more prodigious skills – reading very bad novels very quickly, for example, or making up lewd limericks for people on their birthdays.
Still, lest I become the inspiration for another Margaret Wente column on spoiled, incompetent young people, let me attest that lots of third year students have long mastered basic domestic tasks, and are busy living smooth and successful daily lives.
My friend Rebecca, who is a music student at York, makes her own pasta sauce from scratch. I’m pretty sure she even had an herb garden at one point. Ivy, a forestry student at UBC, eats a lot of strange vegan-type grains, and does the stairs to Wreck Beach as a morning workout (for anyone who has not trudged up them before, these stairs appear to number around one billion.) Last year, Jess, the roommate, cooked a whole ham. A ham. It wasn’t Easter, and I don’t even think it was Sunday. She just felt like cooking up an enormous pig flank, I suppose.
Continual disarray is certainly not the rule for university students, although the road to fresh vegetables and well laundered sheets can be long and arduous, the road to adulthood even more so. However, the struggle is beautiful (or at least appreciated my roommates and Mums), and possibly inevitable.
After all, I resisted for years, and it seems to finally be catching up with me.
How to stand out in class
Get noticed in a sea of faces and make a name for yourself
The class sizes of many major universities are growing each year, and students have to learn to keep up. More and more do the individuals in the class fade into a crowd of 150-plus students within one lecture hall. Still, it’s important to differentiate yourself from the masses, or to be recognized. Here are some tips:
1. Swear in class
The use of impassioned profanity when answering a professor’s question is a sure-fire way to make fellow students love and respect you. It’ll make you sound intense and brooding – you’ll be the rebel without a cause if you drop the f-bomb nonchalantly in the middle of a chemistry class. You might alienate a few – professors included – but one can never put a value on the kind of following you’ll garner.
2. Wear an unbelievably irrational outfit
Can’t walk in heels? Strap them on and stumble your way into class like a drunk gazelle. Is it 40 degrees outside? May I suggest this giant parka that makes a rustling noise when you battle yourself out of it during class? Walk in late and you will be reassured that everyone’s eyes will be on you and your inexplicable attire.
3. Slather yourself in scented lotions, perfumes, colognes and hairspray
Beauty is important. It’s even more important than the ability of the person next to you to breath. Aim to bathe yourself in strong scents, like anything that really assaults the senses. Floral smells or something by Elizabeth Taylor will due. Extra notice will be take if you can get your hair to be so bouffant from hairspray and backcombing that the three rows behind you can’t see anything else.
4. Interrupt the professor every class with pseudo-intelligent and “witty” comments
No matter what they tell you, professors love this. Quite literally, they stand in the mirror every morning before class and say to themselves, “I really hope a self-righteous 20-year-old in an ironic Love Boat t-shirt makes a comment today that’s both a thinly veiled reference to the movie Half-Baked, as well as in no way helpful or interesting. I also hope they act smug and condescending for the remainder of the class.”
5. Complain as loudly as possible in class about how big of a waste of time the lecture is
Granted, we all have classes we think are useless, albeit mandatory or other wise inescapable, but there’s no better way to set you apart than to talk ad nauseum about how much you hate the class and everyone dumb enough to be in it. (Except yourself, of course.) Turn to the student next to you, roll your eyes in regard to the professor and sigh dramatically. When a break in the lecture comes up, bolt out of the classroom as if to say, Jesus Christ, you could not WAIT to get the hell out of there. At the end of every class, stand up and mutter as loudly as a mutter permits, “Well that was a massive waste of time.” Sure, everyone is allotted time and space to complain about their classes but you’re going to take it to a level that’s near-criminal.
These wanton, childish acts might not always get you friends but they will get you attention. And sure, you could spend this time trying to get through these classes to learn something, but who will remember you then?
Memorial recycling program may have compromised privacy
Old faxes used to make new notebooks could have contained confidential information
A paper recycling project has been suspended at Memorial University in Newfoundland amid concerns that old faxes used to make new notebooks contained personal information.
The university in St. John’s is attempting to contact people whose privacy may have been compromised. The notebooks were made from the blank sides of discarded paper collected at the university.
An investigation has found the paper containing confidential information came from fax machines operated by the Memorial University Students Union.
The province’s privacy commission has been called in.
- The Canadian Press
A knife all blade
How do you remain an idealist in the hard, logical world of academia?
I’ve been thinking a lot about idealism lately. I entered university an idealist, believing a more sustainable and equitable world than the one we currently inhabit is achievable. Over the course my my first three weeks here, my idealism has been consistently challenged by my peers, my professors, even my textbooks, and I find myself scrambling to reconcile what I’m learning with my beliefs and goals.
The challenges have arrived mostly in the form of logical arguments regarding why my idealism is unrealistic, so my attempts at reconciliation have been similarly rooted in logic, which is proving to be very difficult. For example, in discussing whether altruism exists or not, it’s very hard to come up with examples of pure altruism to prove that it does exist, since any seemingly altruistic act ultimately makes you feel good about yourself and is therefore in your self-interest. Logic, it seems, is inadequate to prove that altruism exists.
Similarly, in my Global Governance class, we’ve been discussing the idea of a world government which would legislate and enforce laws for the entire world and would therefore be much better than we are now at dealing with global problems like climate change or terrorism. But, for many practical reasons, the idea is considered overly idealistic and unrealistic: another instance of idealism getting bogged down in logic.
Even despite the seemingly overwhelming logic confronting much of my idealism, when I read great thinkers like Oscar Wilde saying that “a map of the world without Utopia is not worth looking at,” I think it might be worth clinging to.
There’s another quote I like that goes: “a mind all logic is like a knife all blade. It cuts the hand that uses it.” I recalled this bit of wisdom from the Indian polymath Rabindranath Tagore yesterday as I was listening to a monk at a Buddhist temple I was visiting out of interest, and it struck me that perhaps I’ve been overly focused on logic while neglecting intuition. Of course, universities are institutions of logic and reasoning, so my recent trend of over-intellectualizing things is perhaps understandable. At the temple, however, there was much talk of how to live a happy and yes, idealistic life, without logic ever being inferred.
Of course, religions rarely feel impelled to justify their teachings with logic, and yet the teachings certainly manage to resonate with many millions of people. After all, extolling virtues of generosity, peace and love, wisdom, and connectedness to others should hardly need justification, and these are essentially the virtues on which most idealism (most of mine, anyway) is based.
So for now, I think I’ll ignore the dissenting voices of logical pessimism and keep my eyes focused on Wilde’s Utopia, justified (I’m still not totally off logic) with one last quote popularized by the ever-wise Kanye West : “Shoot for the moon. Even if you miss, you’ll land among the stars.”
The roads to law school
Think you know what makes a lawyer? These law students might change your mind
Not all law students have been preparing for a legal career since realizing their dream as a kid. And not all are bluebloods for whom higher education is a given. In fact, for many, pursuing a law degree is a step up, or a way out—from humble circumstances, a troubled neighbourhood, or a bad job.
Meet three Canadians who overcame significant obstacles to go to law school, surprising those around them—and sometimes even themselves.
Michael Prestwich
University of Alberta
The son of a warehouse worker and a stay-at-home mom, Michael Prestwich as a teenager had no ambitions to go to university. “All I knew about university was it’s where you went to become a teacher and it was really expensive,” he recalls. So in 1989, when Prestwich—by then the father of three daughters and a custodian for the local school district in his northern B.C. hometown of Williams Lake—started taking distance education courses from the University of Waterloo, he had to explain the point of learning about a subject as esoteric as philosophy instead of something more concrete, like, say, welding. “This is for me,” he remembers telling people who asked what he hoped to get out of his studies. “I need to have this degree, and that’s a good enough reason for me.”
It took him more than 15 years to figure out what to do with his education. After taking a few years off from studying, he hit the books again in 1999, took one course at a time and got his philosophy degree in 2006. Diploma in hand, he googled, “What can you do with a philosophy degree?” The Internet answered: “law school.” It was a revelation for Prestwich. “Wow, I could be a lawyer? It was a light-bulb moment.”
Many law schools have special application processes for mature students who may have proved themselves through work experience rather than academics. But Prestwich realized quickly that his experience as a custodian and casual labourer wasn’t going to offer any advantage, so he applied as a regular student. He remembers the day he received his acceptance letter with crystal clarity. “Career wise, I was as dead-end as it gets,” he says. “With the letter, I realized that there is life beyond this. It was pretty wonderful.”
In 2007, at the age of 43, Prestwich moved into residence in Edmonton and entered law school at the University of Alberta—the same year his youngest daughter started university.
Good for business
A new generation of M.B.A. graduates sets out to better the world. Honestly.
As the dusty red pickup truck bounced across Botswana’s rural outback, business graduate student Malaz Sebai nervously anticipated his first encounter with the country’s marginalized and indigenous San people. It was a steamy two-hour drive, and for Sebai, who had spent most of the summer in a small office coordinating the sale of handmade arts and crafts from the region, it was the culmination of an unusual career decision.
In the summer of 2008, while other M.B.A. students and graduates were working their way up through soon-to-be suffering banks and blue-chip corporations, Sebai volunteered as assistant manager with San Arts and Crafts, a non-profit wholesaler of handicrafts made by the impoverished tribe. At the time, he was halfway through earning his M.B.A. degree at Concordia University’s John Molson School of Business in Montreal. He concedes that working in Africa, and at such a small organization, was an unconventional choice, particularly considering the high-powered jobs for which business school grads traditionally aim. But he doesn’t regret it.
“When we arrived at the village, we met these poor women we were helping, and there were children everywhere, and all these women were all kneeling on the floor selling their goods,” Sebai recalls. “Without us, these people would never have had access to that opportunity. I think that volunteer work is something that’s very valuable. Especially in this climate, when you go and apply for three positions and there are 150 candidates, this is really the type of thing that will set you apart.”
Sebai, 30, is just one example of the way many M.B.A. grads in Canada are changing their views—both of how to apply their degrees and of how their ethical impulses can merge with their careers. For Sebai, the working trip to Africa wasn’t only about touchy-feely volunteerism; it was also a calculated effort to put his professional acumen to work for a good cause.
Business grads all across the country are making similar choices, and in increasing numbers. And that’s occurring not just because the recent recession has made traditional M.B.A. jobs harder to find. According to Tima Bansal, who teaches strategic management at the Richard Ivey School of Business at the University of Western Ontario in London, incoming M.B.A. grads are displaying unprecedented levels of social understanding of issues like climate change, poverty, literacy, women’s rights and international politics. “They have a greater awareness of people, and their position within society,” she says. “They care more about their social presence.”
M.B.A.s are giving the ethics of potential employers a much harder look now than they were 10 years ago, agrees Sharon Irwin Foulon, Ivey’s director of career management. She deals with students in both the admission process and in career placement. “I’ve been hearing from my colleagues that many of their students are refusing the few six-figure jobs that there are if they don’t like the values of the organization,” says Foulon. “People have been talking about this shift for a long time, but from my perspective business students seem to be increasingly giving their opportunities a genuine and thoughtful look.”
Guilt by association
Should faculty members be organized as unions?
The past couple of weeks I’ve been doing one of the few things I really hate about being a university professor — going to union meetings.
For the record, I want to begin by pointing out that, as far as I can tell, faculty unions are a necessity. Without a binding collective agreement, which ultimately defines the terms under which the university functions, faculty really have no power over what goes on. So they are necessary. But they are a necessary evil.
For one thing, unions help confirm administrators’ worst ideas about professors: that they are employees. If they are employees, then their voices are not really that important. If they are just employees, they have no special function at the university. And if the ones who teach and do research have no special place at a university, then teaching and research have no special place. This means administrators can get on with their discussions of quality assurance, efficiencies, partnerships, branding, and keeping up on their corporate buzzwords.
But worse than that, unions tend to make university professors turn their backs on ideals they otherwise cherish. Right now my union is negotiating a new collective agreement with the “employer” and right up until the end, the script for such meetings are predictable:
(Curtain rises on a large classroom filled with grown men and women dressed like teenagers.)
UNION BOSS: Here are the 10 very reasonable, modest, and low-cost proposals that we have made.
UNION MEMBERS: (nodding) Hmmm….yes… right…
UNION BOSS: But the employer responded by saying that they hate reason, that arithmetic is nonsense, and that each of you, individually, are jerks.
UNION MEMBERS: (aghast) What?! Outrageous! Booo!
UNION BOSS: Now, we did promise to bring back to you what they offered instead so that you could make an informed decision, so here are the six insane proposals by which they intend to screw you out of your livelihood and your children out of a good future!
UNION MEMBERS: Booo! We love our children! Strike! Strike!
(Curtain)
Okay, so this is a bit of an exaggeration, but you get the point. The union always represents its proposals as what is only fair, and always represents the other side as inequitable and irrational. Now, before you condemn me for being a hypocrite (see my attack on administrators above), my problem with the highest echelon is that too many of them don’t care about the central missions of higher education. I think they are misguided and narrow-minded, but I don’t think they are psychotic. In fact, I know personally some of the members of the bargaining team, and some of them are actually among the most reasonable people I know.
The nature of collective bargaining, however, is that one must be on a side. And one’s side can only be represented by one’s team. There is no chance to hear from the other side, so there is no chance to be critical. Our side is obviously biased, but there is no way to reject such bias since the union is the only option. Here again, they are not bad people; in fact, our head negotiator is one of our best teachers and top researchers. Yet all the things that he and I are supposed to be teaching our students — to be open-minded, to be skeptical — are things that are ruled out in this most important process.
Necessary. Evil. Curtain.
At least 23 arrests as Queen’s parties on
Despite homecoming cancellation, booze-fuelled bashes on campus keep police busy
They cancelled homecoming at Queen’s University in Kingston, Ont., but it didn’t stop the party.
Police say booze-fuelled bashes at on-campus houses in a residential neighbourhood have kept them very busy. Const. Mike Menor says at least 23 arrests have been made on charges including assault police and obstruct police since the parties began Friday evening. But Menor says officers on horseback have helped keep the drunken partygoers from flooding into the streets.
Last year, an estimated 8,000 people jammed Aberdeen Street, and officers made nearly 140 arrests. Twenty-five Queen’s students were also charged with illegally selling alcohol and hospital emergency rooms overflowed with grossly intoxicated partygoers.
The university decided to cancel the fall homecoming for at least two years after medical staff warned that the partying was bound to lead to a fatal incident.
- The Canadian Press
More on references
Because it’s still that time of year, and people have questions
Since my last post about reference letters I’ve been fielding a grab bag of quick questions on the topic. So here are a few more tips on asking for reference letters, as well as one more reminder that it really is that time of year, and applications for all sorts of things will be due before you know it.
First, there was a question about asking the same person for multiple reference letters. Believe me, no one will be surprised if you hit them up multiple times for references. That’s just par for the course. Anyone you might ask for a reference almost certainly gets asked on a regular basis and probably keeps a folder for exactly this reason. Even I’ve got one. I know if someone’s asked me once they are likely to come back, and there’s no sense writing something from scratch when I can reuse elements from previous letters instead. That said, as a courtesy to the potentially less organized, if you know you’ll be asking someone again you might say as much. It could save some trouble.
On a related note, I was asked about keeping letters of reference for later and holding on to generic ones for use as needed. Generic letters of reference may be very useful for job applications and in a case such as that keeping them around for later could be useful. But for applications to post-secondary programs or for scholarships or awards (the purposes I tend to assume, at this time of year) you’ll want more targeted letters. That isn’t to say that every letter can or will be a carefully crafted work of art, but each one should speak directly to the purpose for which it is intended. If nothing else it should be addressed correctly.
You may need to ask someone for a letter who you actually don’t know very well. I know that can be awkward. Do keep in mind this is a very common problem and the people you are likely to ask will have faced this issue many times before. As I suggested in my last piece, be prepared to make their lives easier by having your CV and any relevant personal statements ready for reference. That way your referee won’t be left flailing around for lack of anything to say about you. But don’t feel you need to explain or justify why you’re asking someone with only a passing familiarity with you for a reference. It happens. It’s better to get a reference from someone who does know you really well, of course, but that isn’t always possible.
I was also asked about references for phone interviews. To be perfectly honest, I’m not familiar with anything that requires your references to give phone interviews, but I’m willing to believe it’s possible. It’s common to be asked for contact information for your referees or for people who can verify activities you may be citing in your information. Where that happens, however, it’s rare for anyone to actually be called, and even then it would be a very brief conversation. A full on interview would be very rare, and I’d assume aimed at something special.
Kingston police brace for another night of partying
Last year, thousands of people jammed the streets and officers made nearly 140 arrests
Kingston police are bracing for another night of revelry by Queen’s University students after nearly two dozen arrests were made Friday night.
The university announced in November that traditional fall homecoming celebrations would be cancelled for at least two years due to safety concerns.
But revellers refuse to give up the partying that accompanies the festivities and continue to throw unofficial “faux coming” parties.
With the football game underway Saturday afternoon, police had already responded to 18 incidents including three rowdy keg parties, numerous liquor violations, an indecent act, a vandalized car, a break and enter, and a report of kids throwing tree branches onto a bus.
Const. Mike Menor says about 23 people were arrested Friday night and early Saturday morning on charges ranging from assaulting a police officer to public intoxication. He adds that partiers threw objects at a prisoner van after arrests were made.
Menor says police have also seen a number of underage drinkers this weekend and that homecoming weekend is always taxing on police and Kingston residents, who are fed up with the resources being poured into the event.
Toronto police on horseback and riot police have been called in to assist local officers in dealing with the influx of debauchery.
But he adds that police expect Saturday night parties to be even more out of control because it is traditionally the major night for celebrations.
Menor says 11 officers on horseback helped keep the drunken party goers from flooding into the streets Friday night.
Blogging on paper
Do you remember what it was like to be a student without computers?
This is the world’s first blog post ever written on paper. My computer is in the shop and Erin insists that it’s my turn to update our blog, but I can’t check my RSS feeds to find stories to write about, and you can’t hyperlink to paper newspapers.
“Don’t you remember what it was like before we had computers and we had to use our brains?” Erin asks.
“No,” I reply. “I did know what it was like, but I typed it out and saved it on my computer so I wouldn’t have to remember.”
“I bet there’s an article about it on Wikipedia,” Erin says.
And I bet someone out there remembers what university was like before lecture halls were full of laptops and lecture notes were available online. Maybe there’s even a paper book about it that I could read without using my computer. I’d Google Chapters’ site and try to find it, but my computer is in the shop.
(Was that education-related enough? Can I go play now?)
In support of smaller-scale learning
Bigger isn’t necessarily better, at least when it comes to the university experience
I just read this article by Margaret Wente, which got me thinking about my school. She brings up a number of good points about a shifted focus in the post-secondary education system — a focus on articles, not students. Graduates, not undergrads. Classes the size of small towns, it seems.
I, quite frankly, can’t figure out how anyone can learn in a giant lecture-style setting. Actually, I’m lying; I can’t relate to it. A situation where I read and see someone talk from 20 rows away, rinse and repeat twice a week and never discuss the material almost seems to defy the purpose of university.
Why bother leaving your room? Listen to podcasts of lectures. I could even download lectures from universities around the world and do the reading and listen to them and learn just as much. A friend of mine, before I left for university, suggested to me that if I ever had a bad prof for a common course, to check podcasts from other universities. Why even bother joining any one university when you could theoretically pick and choose among professors from universities around the world and never even see them?
This trend concerned me when I read this post by a mom of two university students about her son and daughter’s swine flu protection plan:
“They’ll be doing two of their electives by distance education and, with the exception of two labs – where their physical presence is required – their other courses could easily be done by podcast if necessary.”
Darn those pesky labs — if not for them her children could spend all year in their residence rooms mainlining caffeine and Tamiflu. I think we’re all forgetting what I think is the most important part of the learning experience. It all comes back to that same reason why King’s students return: community. A growing, learning community of academics, one that starts in first year with an intense year living, eating, and learning together, complete immersion in learning.
Imagine: professors, TAs and undergrads all living in the same place. There would be class lecture/seminar/discussion-style classes, but then those discussions would spill out of the classroom and to the dining hall. You’d challenge your professor’s position over a drink in the campus bar. You would find common ground somewhere like the dining hall, or even the chapel because in this community, everyone is learning and learning from each other.
This is exciting. This is my experience of school, every day. At the University of King’s College, the faculty don’t live on campus as they used to but they may as well, they’re around so often; I see them in meal hall, in the bar, on the quad, at club and school functions. My biggest class this year is 25 people, since I take all courses offered at King’s and none through the King’s-Dalhousie partnership. I just find this a stimulating, exciting way to learn.
So, “Big Five”, here is what I propose to you. Smaller, not bigger. Be inspired by the Oxfordian model, the one we aim for at King’s. Our education system needs work, and I believe this is a better direction.
I can’t really speak to the experience of attending a large university like Queen’s or U of T, because that isn’t my experience, but I do encourage you to avoid isolating. What is the point of being a part of a community of academics if you never access any of this? And I do include other students in the category of academics. So take small classes, introduce yourself to your professor, go to tutorials, get involved in clubs, in student government, but please, please engage in your university.
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How much do we know about what we stand for?
Last night I went to the first in a series of free public lectures at Ryerson University. The series, called “Prospects for Peace: A Forum on the Israeli-Palestinian Conflict” was hosted by the International Issues Discussion student group. Last night’s lecture was by Dr. Juan Cole, a history professor from the University of Michigan. Cole has authored a number of books, is a regular on PBS’s Lehrer News Hour and has appeared shows like the Colbert Report, ABC Nightly News, Nightline and the Today Show. So, needless to say, I was anxious to see what he had in store.
“Palestinian Statelessness as the Heart of the Mideast Crisis” was the title of his lecture, and I got there just as it was about to start. I slipped past the two security guards manning the front entry and settled into a third row seat. Lucky me, the two seats on either side were empty; I had somewhere to toss my coat and bag. So were the few in front of me and a couple to my back left. At five past, the lecture still hadn’t started, and the hall was still half empty. To add—anyone who’s seen Ryerson’s lecture “halls” knows they compare pitifully to the grand galleries of the University of Toronto and other mid- to large-sized universities. The room could probably hold a few hundred—tops.
By the time the lecture started, a third of the seats were still unoccupied. I looked more closely at the audience. A lot of them didn’t look like students. (Well, maybe the mature kind.) I saw some former professors, staff members, and lot of unfamiliar ‘boomer’ faces. In fact, it seemed as though half or more of the listeners were over 40. So, where were all of the students?
To be fair, the new episode of “Glee” (the latest Global hit) was on last night. As well, it was Wayback Wednesday at club Menage on King Street. So, I guess important alternatives were aplenty yesterday’s eve. Still, I can predict based on years past that we won’t have the same sort of attendance problems when Israeli Apartheid Week (IAW) rolls around.
Last March, Ryerson hosted the kickoff to IAW. There were hundreds of students packed in halls listening to the opening addresses by speakers such as Omar Barghouti and Naomi Klein. Events throughout the week were also hosted by York University and U of T, and included flag-waving (both sides) button-wearing (both sides) and the erection of mock barbed wire walls and security checkpoints. And from what I can recall, there was no shortage of participants.
So for me it’s a bit of a head-scratcher. So few show up to lectures, but so many show up for protests. Where does all of this political passion come from, if not from information?
Here’s the only conclusion I’ve been able to reach: Insufficient information often breeds political passion.
Maybe I’m wrong (and I’m sure there are a lot of you who think I am) but based on the readings I’ve done and lectures I’ve attended, this and so many other issues are way too complex and the information so heavily convoluted that infallible devotion to one side seems grossly unmerited. Again, maybe I’m wrong. But I recognize that I know far too little to call it black and white. So I’m going to devote my time to hearing from the experts, not claiming to be one.
I’m not simply referring to issues of the mid-east. Take a stroll on many Canadian campuses and you’ll be swimming in a sea of political buttons and graphic T’s :
“Drink tap water”
“STAND for Darfur”
“Obama ‘08”
“Herstory”
“Unite”
We all like to belong; we like to be affiliated, we like to stand for something. I just wonder how many of those sporting “Obama” tees know the major targets of his domestic policies. Or the debate surrounding his health care reform. Surely, I have no way of knowing. I can just hope that at the next Prospect for Peace lecture, I’ll have to keep my coat on my lap.
-Photo by Medmoiselle T
SFU to start in NCAA one year earlier, in 2010
League will give their students a unique opportunity, says school’s athletic director
Simon Fraser University will begin play in the NCAA Division II in the fall of 2010, one year earlier than originally planned, in a move that will save the school money while offering athletes a unique opportunity, athletic director David Murphy said Tuesday.
“We have the ability to provide a great Canadian education and we can also combine that with an NCAA athletic experience,” Murphy told a news conference. “No one else can do that.”
SFU is the first non-U.S. member of the National Collegiate Athletic Association. The school’s varsity teams will become the 10th member of the NCAA’s Division II Great Northwest Athletic Conference.
Richard Hannan, the conference’s commissioner, said SFU was a logical choice.
The conference has institutions in five states, including Washington, Oregon, Idaho, Montana and Alaska.
“They are a prestigious, quality institution, academically and athletically, ” said Hannan. “Geographically they are a great location for us.
“We needed another member. We need to get to 10, then hopefully we can get to 12.”
SFU currently has 19 teams competing in the small-college National Association of Intercollegiate Athletics in the U.S. and Canadian Interuniversity Sports.
Murphy said joining the NCAA will save SFU money in travel and membership fees. It costs about $500 to belong to the NCAA, while CIS fees are “quite a bit more,” he said. “The savings in memberships will be over $40,000.”
SFU currently plays in the CIS’s Canada West conference, where they sometimes must travel as far as Winipeg for games – a trip of about 1,870 kilometers by air.
Another major difference is the NCAA pays to travel to any championship. In the CIS and NAIA, individual schools pay the travel costs. Under CIS rules, scholarships can only cover tuition and school fees. An NCAA scholarship covers tuition, room and board, which could give SFU an edge when recruiting athletes.
Originally, SFU had planned to compete in the CIS next season and move on the NCAA in 2011-12.
The residence honeymoon is officially over!
How the hell are you going to get anything done in this place?
So, your adorable sweetheart of a roomie has turned out to be a total slob who turns on the lights when she comes home from partying at 2:00 a.m. The shared bathrooms have degenerated into shambles. A guy who lives down the hall spent his scholarship on a booming stereo and has terrible taste in music. Some other guy spent the entire last week sleeping on the couch in the lounge because he spilled water from his fish tank all over his mattress. (True story!) What you don’t know yet is that he’s going to be too lazy to put his bed back together and will sleep on the lounge couch for most of the semester.
Well, maybe it’s not that bad (yet) but the welcome parties are winding down and the excitement about meeting so many new people is wearing off. It’s becoming clear that not only are you going to have to live in this crowded place for the next two semesters, you’re actually going to have to read, work and think clearly.
How the hell are you going to survive?
Some of it will just be a matter of adjustment. “You become good at sleeping through anything as a matter of necessity,” says Jesse, a graduate of the University of Alberta who lived next door to the guy who spent his scholarship on a stereo. “You get to know people really quickly and you become comfortable with sharing a bathroom.”
But it will also be a matter of discipline and strategy, particularly when it comes to studying and getting your assignments done. Residence can be an incredibly social place, which is great, until you have to get some work done.
“I realized pretty quick that I could not study in my room, so I would leave,” says Lizzy, a University of British Columbia student who is a four-year veteran of living in res and has spent two years as a residence advisor. “You can try to shut everyone out, but there’s a push on the floor for everyone to be involved in the community. If you have a hard time saying no to people, the easiest thing to do is leave.”
“For the first little while, I tried to tough it out, but it got harder to ignore the noise,” says Danielle, a St. Francis Xavier graduate who moved out of res after only one semester. “I put on music, but even that’s kind of distracting in itself, so I would go and find other places on campus like the library or the student union building — anywhere where there was a quiet desk.”
Genghis Khan: totally immature
When a textbook’s bias is obvious
I always thought university textbooks were supposed to be objective. An unbiased source of information.
Until my history textbook referred to someone as a “mama’s boy.” Seriously.
According to the textbook, Ibbi-Sin, a king from the Dynasty of Ur, wasn’t just an incompetent ruler. He was “something of a mama’s boy.”
The term “mama’s boy” sounds like a subjective judgement, as opposed to an objective statement of fact. Sure, I know everyone has a bias. Even textbook authors. But I figured that university textbooks should at least appear to be making an attempt at sounding neutral. You know, something more along the lines of ‘attachment disorder’ or ‘parent-child relationship psychosis.’
When I saw that pharse, I was startled. If a history textbook is going to insult someone, I thought they’d call them “inadequate” or “inept.” My textbook is breaking the rules.
That Alexander guy who took over Egypt? A mega-jerk.
Aristotle thought there were only five elements. What a moron!
And Gandhi, whining about human rights and junk. Talk about a cry-ass.

