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(11/03/00 5:00am)
It all started back in 1993. I remember watching MTV and seeing this funky multi-colored swirl of a video come on. The soaring high-pitched guitars matched the high-pitched vocals of the lead singer. "What the hell is this?" I remember thinking to myself. That was my introduction to the Smashing Pumpkins. \nAs the year wore on, I began to hear more about them. "Today" and "Disarm" were the hot singles of the moment, and I remember listening to a friend rave about the show he'd seen the night before at the Aragon Ballroom in Chicago. But it wasn't until my brother brought home the band's debut album Gish that my life began to change. The deep bass and psychedelic sounds pulled me in, and I delved deeper into Siamese Dream as well, experiencing the emotional and musical punch of songs like "Soma" and "Mayonaise." \nNow I sit here, seven years later. Four albums, 10 concert experiences across the Midwest, tons of concert bootlegs and one truly amazing weekend in a Chicago recording studio have only served to cement my relationship to the music, to the band that has been the soundtrack of my life. I've made friends across the world, and more recently, met a special someone, all from this connection to the music. \nSo, when the band's farewell concerts were announced Oct. 17, I knew I had to get tickets. I made plans and drove up to Chicago to wait in line at the United Center. Upon arriving at 11 p.m., my group found more than 200 people who already had the same idea. \nMidnight arrived, and security herded us into a gated parking lot, creating lines of people between metal barriars. People began to settle in for the long 12 hours ahead before tickets went on sale at noon. Sleeping bags unfurled, coolers were taken out and acoustic performances, card games and discussions with neighbors were the norm. \nUnwilling to sleep on the cold hard asphalt, I sat back to observe, to see what could bring hundreds of people together to sit outside a run-down neighborhood all night. What I saw were people of all different races, ages and classes, united by their love and admiration for the Smashing Pumpkins. I heard fans share stories about concerts they'd been to, discuss favorite songs and albums, all coupled up with an impromptu sing-along sometime early the next morning.\nAfter allowing people to take their belongings back to their cars, security began to tighten up as the anticipation built. We were ordered to sit single file, and security walked up and down each line, asking everyone if anyone had jumped places in line throughout the night.\nFinally, the time came and they stood us up, line by line. Being halfway back in the third line, I was worried about getting tickets to the Metro show, as only 600 of the 1,100 tickets were on sale to the public. As I walked up to the ticket window and saw the thinning stack of yellow and orange tickets, I knew I was in. I quickly asked for two for each show, handed over my money and grabbed the tickets. Meeting up with my friends outside, we all exchanged relieved glances and smiles, knowing the 13 hours of sitting and waiting had payed off.\nWalking away from the United Center, a man offered us $300 for a ticket, and in the following days, that price has only risen. Tickets for the final show at the Metro have been selling for more than $1,200, and even nosebleed seats at the United Center were fetching a few hundred dollars. \n While the thought of a cool two grand in my pocket is tempting, I know it's a decision I would regret. I've spent the past seven years growing up and maturing, turning to the band for solace and comfort through it all. Now, I sit on the verge of adulthood, with the start of a career and a new life less than a year away. As the Smashing Pumpkins wrap up the last chapter in its life, I will be beginning to do the same. The experience of camping out for tickets, and the shows themselves, will be the happy ending to the story of my youth.
(11/03/00 3:46am)
It all started back in 1993. I remember watching MTV and seeing this funky multi-colored swirl of a video come on. The soaring high-pitched guitars matched the high-pitched vocals of the lead singer. "What the hell is this?" I remember thinking to myself. That was my introduction to the Smashing Pumpkins. \nAs the year wore on, I began to hear more about them. "Today" and "Disarm" were the hot singles of the moment, and I remember listening to a friend rave about the show he'd seen the night before at the Aragon Ballroom in Chicago. But it wasn't until my brother brought home the band's debut album Gish that my life began to change. The deep bass and psychedelic sounds pulled me in, and I delved deeper into Siamese Dream as well, experiencing the emotional and musical punch of songs like "Soma" and "Mayonaise." \nNow I sit here, seven years later. Four albums, 10 concert experiences across the Midwest, tons of concert bootlegs and one truly amazing weekend in a Chicago recording studio have only served to cement my relationship to the music, to the band that has been the soundtrack of my life. I've made friends across the world, and more recently, met a special someone, all from this connection to the music. \nSo, when the band's farewell concerts were announced Oct. 17, I knew I had to get tickets. I made plans and drove up to Chicago to wait in line at the United Center. Upon arriving at 11 p.m., my group found more than 200 people who already had the same idea. \nMidnight arrived, and security herded us into a gated parking lot, creating lines of people between metal barriars. People began to settle in for the long 12 hours ahead before tickets went on sale at noon. Sleeping bags unfurled, coolers were taken out and acoustic performances, card games and discussions with neighbors were the norm. \nUnwilling to sleep on the cold hard asphalt, I sat back to observe, to see what could bring hundreds of people together to sit outside a run-down neighborhood all night. What I saw were people of all different races, ages and classes, united by their love and admiration for the Smashing Pumpkins. I heard fans share stories about concerts they'd been to, discuss favorite songs and albums, all coupled up with an impromptu sing-along sometime early the next morning.\nAfter allowing people to take their belongings back to their cars, security began to tighten up as the anticipation built. We were ordered to sit single file, and security walked up and down each line, asking everyone if anyone had jumped places in line throughout the night.\nFinally, the time came and they stood us up, line by line. Being halfway back in the third line, I was worried about getting tickets to the Metro show, as only 600 of the 1,100 tickets were on sale to the public. As I walked up to the ticket window and saw the thinning stack of yellow and orange tickets, I knew I was in. I quickly asked for two for each show, handed over my money and grabbed the tickets. Meeting up with my friends outside, we all exchanged relieved glances and smiles, knowing the 13 hours of sitting and waiting had payed off.\nWalking away from the United Center, a man offered us $300 for a ticket, and in the following days, that price has only risen. Tickets for the final show at the Metro have been selling for more than $1,200, and even nosebleed seats at the United Center were fetching a few hundred dollars. \n While the thought of a cool two grand in my pocket is tempting, I know it's a decision I would regret. I've spent the past seven years growing up and maturing, turning to the band for solace and comfort through it all. Now, I sit on the verge of adulthood, with the start of a career and a new life less than a year away. As the Smashing Pumpkins wrap up the last chapter in its life, I will be beginning to do the same. The experience of camping out for tickets, and the shows themselves, will be the happy ending to the story of my youth.
(10/20/00 5:58am)
This is part four of a four-part series profiling student spirit organization preparing for Homecoming.\n
(10/18/00 5:11am)
The police in riot gear, complete with shields and helmets, stood guard around IU President Myles Brand's house.\nTheir dogs were nipping at the feet of the crowd, composed of people chanting "Hey hey! Ho ho! Myles Brand has got to go!" and of those just trying to get a glimpse of the action. \nThe protesters only became more destructive and violent as night fell. \nFlames from small fires shot into the sky around Brand's house, Woodburn Hall and Assembly Hall. The bronze fish in Showalter Fountain were removed and carried around campus. Brand and freshman Kent Harvey were burned in effigy. A few arrests were made, and several people reported police sprayed them with a chemical deterrent.\nCampus usually would have been quiet on a Sunday, but by the end of the day, it was a different place. \nAs the sun came up the morning of Sept. 11, the day after former men's basketball coach Bob Knight was fired, the University community started to clean up the aftermath of his termination. \nThe Knight firing was not the first event to trigger a wave of student activism. Whether the issue is one close to Hoosiers, such as tuition increases, or one weighing on the national conscience, like racism, the Bloomington campus has always become a hotbed for protesting.\nA different kind of cause\nSome in the University community questioned whether the protests after Knight's firing were a productive means for expressing student feelings.\nPatrick Brantlinger, an English professor who came to IU in 1968, said he thinks the Knight protests do not compare with the passion and scale of the Vietnam War protests of the '60s and '70s.\n"I don't think the Knight riots are political anything. I don't think they involved any kind of student activism," Brantlinger said. "The kind of idealism and activism I am talking about is present, and that's very different from students just having a good time because Coach Knight's been fired."\nBrantlinger cited student groups such as Indiana Public Interest Research Group and the anti-sweatshop movement as current examples of positive activism. He also said these groups would be the ones to define this IU generation, not the destructiveness of the Knight protests. \nDean of Students Richard McKaig said a possible cause for the change in protesting style is the types of issues addressed today.\n"We're not at war, therefore an anti-war protest probably isn't likely to be the sort of thing that will come along," he said. "After the late 1960s, there was more of an orientation or a suggestion that students had ways to work through the system, and therefore protest activities weren't necessary to dramatize the cause."\nVietnam takes center stage\nFor IU students in the '60s and '70s, a national political issue rose to the forefront. The Vietnam War aroused a great deal of passion and led to many campus demonstrations. \nBrantlinger said he witnessed many acts of anti-war protesting during that time period.\n"Many of us were very moved and encouraged by student idealism," Brantlinger said. "It was inspiring to be even on the fringes of both the anti-war movement and the Civil Rights movement." \nApril 30, 1970, about 1,000 students protested a speech by former president Richard Nixon on Cambodia. Windows were broken in residence halls and a Bloomington bank. The demonstration lasted until the early morning hours.\nDuring that time, students were advised to carry a piece of cloth wet with vinegar, in case they got maced. People were also told to wear boots or shoes with socks, so if they came in contact with police boots, injury would be minimal.\nA leaflet circulated around campus at the time told students that, "The main thing is to cover as much skin areas as possible in case of MACE or tear gas. The first effect from these chemicals is fright and therefore, panic. That is your enemy, too. Don't rub the chemicals."\nBut members of the IU community took measures to prevent clashes between police and protesters.\n"I went as a faculty observer to a number of the demonstrations," Brantlinger said. "We were both anti-war and hoping by attending the demonstrations to keep them moderate, and I think we were fairly successful here at Indiana."\nTuition raises\nStudent fee increases also raised controversy, with raises for in-state undergraduate tuition per semester from $195 to $325, and out-of-state from $525 to $745. The fervor culminated in a lock-in of student, faculty and administrators May 8, 1969, in Ballantine Hall. \nA committee meeting was taking place in the Faculty Lounge when students blockaded the doors to the room. They demanded the board of trustees be brought to the meeting to discuss the fee increase.\nThree hours later, all hostages were released under a compromise agreement, but the climate at IU was once again tumultuous.\nDiversity recognition\nThe Student Coalition, a multicultural group of campus leaders formed in the mid-1990s, was involved in protesting both a Zeta Beta Tau fraternity hazing incident and implementing University changes in minority policies. These changes included the addition of Martin Luther King Jr. Day to the University calendar as an official holiday with canceled classes. \n"No individual dispossessed group could really leverage enough weight to really change the University in any significant way. That's the climate that we were organizing in," Ryan Pintado-Vertner, one of the Coalition organizers, said. "We came up with the whole list of demands generated by each sort of group and us collectively."\nThe list of proposed changes, sometimes referred to as the "King Day demands," included implementation of a Latino studies department and creation of an Asian Culture Center. The Coalition took these demands into the protesting arena Martin Luther King Jr. Day in 1997.\nRepresentatives of more than 33 student groups combined with students and faculty on the steps of Showalter Fountain to make their cause heard. The Coalition distributed flyers to ensure the demonstration remained peaceful.\n"The key thing is that they were organized. For the first time since I've been in office, students representing various organizations came together," Bloomington Chancellor Kenneth Gros Louis said in a 1997 Arbutus article. "In the past, black students, Latino students and students from the GLB community made separate requests."\nZBT incident\nAnother Student Coalition protest ignited when the Zeta Beta Tau fraternity sent its pledges on a controversial scavenger hunt in October 1997. The hunt included such items as a picture of "any funny-lookin' Mexican" and the "impression of a nipple (female) in a jar of peanut butter." The fraternity was subsequently expelled and reinstated in December 1999.\nThe Coalition took action before the expulsion to ensure ZBT was punished, this time organizing protests at the fraternity house. \n"Our mind set was already firmly opposed to that kind of racist absurdity," Pintado-Vertner said. "So their scavenger hunt list became an opportunity for us to help students of color on campus organize against something they already deeply despised and wanted to change anyways.\n"ZBT was just one manifestation among one thousand, and students of color knew that."\nWilliam Wiggins, acting chair of the Department for Afro-American Studies, said the Coalition's efforts brought much-needed attention to the issue of racism in the greek system.\n"Very clearly the demonstrations and the publicity that came from it played a major role in bringing the attention of the administration and also the national body of the fraternity to what was going on," Wiggins said. "It struck a nerve."\nLegacy of activism\nBoycotts, riots and police action have all been part of IU's protesting tradition. And while this tradition has moved into more recent times, there is some continuity.\n"The important thing about protests and demonstrations is there is an indication that students are active and concerned," McKaig said. "Protests are a healthy part of campus life and a good attempt to get other people concerned about issues you are concerned about."\nWiggins agreed, saying, "Somehow the idea, which is I guess is as old as the tea party, is the concept of a concerted public demonstration of one's beliefs or one's troubles can have an impact."\nClick here for photos of protests at IU through the years.
(09/15/00 3:52am)
Sept. 10\n• Raygar N. Khailany, 20, a junior residing on Clark Avenue, was issued a citation on North Fess Avenue for illegal consumption.\n• Brandon S. Dewell, 20, a junior residing on Clark Avenue, was arrested on North Fess Avenue and charged with public intoxication and illegal consumption.\n• Eric C. Aurigema, 20, a nonstudent residing in Ohio, was issued a citation in the 10th Street lot for minor consumption.\n• Adam S. Zakutansky, 21, a student residing in Crown Point, Ind., was issued a citation in the 10th Street lot for indecent exposure.\n• Nathan P. Hoyt, 18, a nonstudent residing in Valparaiso, Ind., was issued a citation at 17th Street and Forrest Avenue for illegal consumption.\n• David J. Mann, 17, a nonstudent residing in Valparaiso, Ind., was issued a citation at 17th Street and Forrest Avenue for illegal consumption.\n• Leonard W. Ostrowski, 18, a nonstudent residing in Valparaiso, Ind., was issued a citation at 17th Street and Forrest Avenue for illegal consumption.\n• Shawn Lawson, 24, a student residing in Bloomington, was arrested and charged with driving while intoxicated. \n• A University employee reported broken windows in the Law Library. Estimated damage is $250.\n• A University employee reported vandalism to windows in the Law Building. Estimated damage is $100.\n• Gregory M. King, a nonstudent from Columbus, Ind., reported vandalism to his vehicle while it was parked at Assembly Hall Parking Lot. Estimated damage is $150.\n• Jerremy C. Deckard, 21, a junior residing in Nashville, Ind., was arrested at Cottage Grove and Woodlawn Avenue for disorderly conduct and criminal mischief.\n• Patrick L. Williams, 18, a freshman residing in Eigenmann Hall, was arrested at Assembly Hall for battery by bodily waste, disorderly conduct and resisting law enforcement.\n• Adam Cookerly, 19, a freshman from Danville, Ind., was arrested at the Radio and TV Building for theft and disorderly conduct.\n• Piyamas Gomolvilas, a sophomore residing on South Fess Avenue, reported vandalism to her vehicle while it was parked in the Library lot. Estimated damage is $400. \n•David A. Martin, 19, a sophomore residing on North Jordan Avenue, was arrested at Walnut Grove and 17th Street for disorderly conduct and criminal mischief.
(09/12/00 6:19am)
The whole day had an eerie, foreboding feel to it.\n I awoke Sunday morning, as many students did, to find a light rain outside my window and thick, gray clouds that would only darken as morning turned to afternoon. I realized I had fallen asleep the night before with both my stereo and my light on. It was the kind of day when half of you wants to up-and-away, out of the confines of your room and campus, and the other half wants to just climb back under the safety of a bedspread.\n And, of course, neither I nor anyone else had any idea how much IU, Bloomington and in fact, the entire state would change in a matter of hours.\nMy parents had JFK's assassination, the March on Washington and Neil Armstrong's trip to the moon. Their parents had Pearl Harbor, D- and V-days and Franklin D. Roosevelt's death.\nI have The Day Bobby Knight Was Fired.\nAlong with Tiananmen Square, the fall of the Berlin Wall and a few select other dates, I have Sept. 10, 2000, as a "Where were you the day … ?" day.\nI heard about the infamous news conference on the radio around 11 a.m. The word shot through my dorm and around campus at light speed. In my TV-less room, I could only wonder for a moment how big this all was going to get, and then shrug and go about my day. I wrote a story for Monday's IDS; I did homework. In the quiet enclave of Teter, all seemed normal. It was, I suppose, my own little eye of the swiftly growing hurricane outside.\n I, the naive out-of-stater (just west of Chicago), was foolishly oblivious to the fact that a Napoleon-sized empire was toppling about me.\nI headed out to storm-watch with my own eyes about 7 p.m. What I saw, standing on Jordan Avenue across from the Musical Arts Center, stopped me mid-step. A helicopter hovered menacingly overhead. Sirens screamed. The deep gray of the skies had been replaced by a red glow and smoky clouds seemed to race up from the horizon, sweeping northward, as if all of southern Indiana was afire.\nIt looked like the Apocalypse.\nI joined a small group of people running down the drive to President Brand's House. All the lampposts that guide me along my normally peaceful walk to the heart of campus were dark. But torches blazed around a fuzzy outline of the president's house. I couldn't even get close enough to see the police. I made my way quickly to the newsroom.\nA newsroom in the middle of a crisis is a thing to behold. So-and-so was heading out to the riot. So-and-so just got back from Assembly Hall and was gaspingly recounting a story about people knocking lights and signs down. Sixteen empty pizza boxes were stacked high next to the garbage can. \nWithin the next hour the doors to Ernie Pyle Hall were locked because of safety concerns, a parade of protesters marched down Seventh Street and the editorial board took a vote on whether Knight's firing was fair. After heated debate, the vote came out: 12-11 that the firing was fair. \nI went back to my little computer station, shaking my head, and started calling random numbers on campus for student reactions. \nSophomore Aaron Smith gathered with five of his friends in his Ashton dorm room to follow the action. Smith said he was sympathetic to President Myles Brand's side of things. "I think (Brand) had several valid points," Smith said. "I think the stuff he was saying was reasonable and understandable. Knight crossed a variety of social barriers."\nSmith is from Washington, D.C. An out-of-stater like me ' which makes me wonder who's more nutso: the Knight fanatics who threatened to quit, transfer, withdraw support, etc., or we non-native Hoosiers, for not completely understanding or empathizing with what was going on.\nI got back to my room that night around 11, having finished all my interviews and writing. At the newsroom, reporters would toil into the morning hours to chronicle Knight's return to campus. I wondered if it was mere coincidence that Queen's "Another One Bites the Dust," burst through my stereo when I clicked it on. I fell asleep again with my stereo on, closing a day unlike any other day I had experienced at IU, or in my whole almost-two-decades on the planet, for that matter.\nSo … where were you the day Bobby Knight was fired?
