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In Concert: Halloween – Matt & Kim

Holly Stewart
Holly Stewart

Matt & Kim’s performance on Saturday night at Le National left little to be desired and provided more than enough justification to skip any Halloween party or pre-drink. The duo brought their contagious energy to the stage, and the crowd mirrored their liveliness all night long. Their brilliant back-and-forth banter mixed with an incredible rapport with the audience kept the crowd hanging on every word.  Between their invitation to stage jumpers and crowd surfers, Kim’s quick break to take a walk on top of the crowd, balloons being tossed around, and a copious amount of time spent doling out handshakes and high fives, the crowd responded appropriately with plenty of cheers and applause. The ability of the Brooklyn-based pair to establish a connection with concert attendees is something few other acts can match.

After an hour of dancing, laughing, and singing along, Matt & Kim skipped the ever-predictable encore and finished with their most recognizable hit, “Daylight.” After the final song, while the audience was still cheering, the duo further cemented their new Montreal following by jumping into the crowd for an autograph, hug, picture, or comment of gratitude from any audience member willing to stick around.

Arts & Entertainment, Music

In Concert: Halloween – The Besnard Lakes

Along with Wintersleep and Rah Rah, the Besnard Lakes performed at Cabaret Mile-End on Saturday night as part of a rocking Halloween concert.  

The Montreal-based indie band, which is composed of husband-and-wife team Jace Lasek and Olga Goreas, drummer Kevin Laing and guitarist Richard White, entranced the audience with songs from their 2010 Polaris Music Prize-nominated album Are the Roaring Night.   

Although the performance was hardly dance worthy, it was entertainment in itself to listen to the sounds of frontman Lasek. Goreas, both back-up vocalist and bassist, lent her voice to powerful harmonies, but it was Lasek’s incredible range and enthralling falsetto that carried the evening. It’s refreshing when singers can actually sing.

Named after Saskatchewan’s Besnard Lake, the band mixes ‘70s prog rock, the Bee Gees, and post-rock with an indie twist. The result is a sound that pays tribute to many aspects of rock ‘n’ roll history, something that jived well with the eerie Halloween vibe of the night.  

They played a fairly long set—almost an hour—but with a varied repertoire of music, just sitting and listening to the band was a treat. And it’s safe to say, based on the room full of synchronized head bobbers, that the rest of the audience agreed.

Arts & Entertainment, Music

In Concert: Halloween – Diamond Rings

Miranda Whist
Miranda Whist

You know you’re onto something when people decide to dress up as you for your Halloween concert, which was exactly the case with John O’Regan’s androgynous, glam rock alter ego Diamond Rings at his show on Sunday.

Taking the stage in a relatively subdued matching vintage Seattle Supersonics jersey and hat and Nintendo power glove (he’s known to wear zebra-print tights and rainbow eye-makeup), Diamond Rings played an enthusiastic and upbeat set from his recently released debut full-length Special Affections. He easily won over the crowd with his danceable and catchy melodies, and managed to get the majority of the venue moving even after a long weekend of Halloween festivities. Almost better than his dance moves was his charming and hilarious banter, with topics including Seal’s contribution to the Batman Forever soundtrack and the relatively low stakes of messing up a song he hadn’t played in a while.

At the keyboard, O’Regan is a quirky performer, but give him a guitar and he becomes a force to be reckoned with. It’s not a matter of technical skill so much as how he sells every note he plays with fervour. His music often gets the synth-pop label, but make no mistake—live, songs like “Wait and See” and “Something Else” rock first and foremost.

After a quick costume contest before the encore (congratulations to the man dressed as a Mondrian painting), Diamond Rings returned to play his first single, “All Yr Songs,” with tourmates PS I Love You. No disrespect to the men of PS I Love You, but it just didn’t feel right to replace the programmed backing beats with live musicians, and Diamond Rings lost something inherently “Diamond Rings” as a result. Whether that’s a sign O’Regan has painted himself into too small a corner for future growth remains to be seen, but judging from the success of last night’s show, there’s no reason to worry just yet.

Arts & Entertainment, Theatre

In Concert: Halloween – Rocky Horror Picture Show

Holly Stewart

A cold Saturday evening and the first snowfall of the season didn’t stop the line for the Rocky Horror Picture Show from extending around the block. It’s safe to say that those who like it, like it a lot. Dedicated fans were dressed in drag and dishabille, even though fishnets and hot pants don’t make for adequate winter layers.

The show started with a ghoulish rendition of Michael Jackson’s “Thriller” dance followed by a costume contest amongst audience members. Then everyone settled in for the real action. The cult classic was shown on the big screen while the scenes were simultaneously acted out on the stage in front. A live narrator threw in lines that distorted the film’s script. “Where’s your neck?  Are you an armadillo?” he asked whenever the film’s narrator appeared. The acting was even more creative and explicit than the film itself; during Susan Sarandon’s “Creature of the Night,” in which she sings about heavy petting and making out, the onstage actors pantomimed various graphic sex acts.

Audience participation was mandatory: toilet paper, toast, and rice were all thrown at the appropriate moments, and not a single person remained seated during the classic “Time Warp” dance. At the end of the night, the audience trickled out reluctantly, more disappointed that the show was over than dreading the cold weather outside.

Science & Technology, Student Life

Skype vs. Google Voice

Whether you’re chatting with your parents, friends, or boyfriend, long-distance relationships have been made easier with chat programs that allow voice and video communication. Skype seems to have taken the lead in the industry, but there are other chatting and video streaming programs that are just as good, if not better. One program that is proving more and more competitive can be accessed through your Gmail account, Google Voice.

 

Skype

Quality: Skype has a high rate of dropped calls and difficulty in reconnecting these calls. It’s also not uncommon for the video to freeze or to lag behind the sound. On the plus side, a fuzzy image might make you look better on a bad day.

Price: Skype is relatively cheap when calling international landlines, but the costs run high when calling international mobile numbers. If you’re not careful, the $14 minimum upload to your Skype credit can run out quickly.

Popularity: With over 500 million accounts in use, the majority of your friends probably have Skype. Calling fellow users is free, which will lower the cost of your Skype usage.

Mobility: Thanks to Skype applications available for iPhones and BlackBerrys, many people can download Skype on their smartphones.

The Multi-Task Factor: When video chatting, the window will remain open and in sight on your screen while browsing other programs. This allows you to keep your interlocutor in sight while checking out perezhilton.com.

Texting: Sending texts through Skype is simple and relatively cheap. Skype charges you per 120 characters and shows you how much each text costs as you are texting.

VS

Google Voice

Quality: Constant streaming with no interruption. The images are clear and there are rarely connection problems.

Price: Until 2011, people can use Google Voice for free when making calls anywhere in the U.S. and Canada, to landlines and mobiles alike. This actually makes it worth it to turn on your computer and sign into your Gmail account instead of using your mobile.

Popularity: Although Gmail has about 176 million users monthly, not everyone uses Google Voice. On top of that, using the video feature requires an extra download.

Mobility: Although less publicized, phone applications for Google Voice are just as readily available as Skype apps. However, a smaller number of users makes downloading the Google Voice application less worthwhile.

Multi-Task Factor: When chatting you have to remain on the Gmail window to keep whoever you’re communicating with in sight. This makes browsing on the internet a game of shuffling around windows.

Texting: At this time, sending text messages through Google Voice is not possible while in Canada.

 

Winner

Skype. The quality of the video in Google Voice is significantly better than that of Skype, but until the number of Google Voice users increases Skype will be the program to use for long distance communication. However, just as Skype steadily replaced Microsoft Messenger, it’s very likely that Google Voice will replace Skype in the near future.

Student Life

Wyoming’s paradise

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I’ve always been a city girl. Growing up in downtown Chicago, I only applied to universities in large cities, and once declared Carmel, California—a small ocean town of retired actors and millionaires with a slew of art galleries—the most boring place on earth. This is why it’s so surprising that my favourite place in the whole world is in northern Wyoming.  It’s the only place a city kid can really feel like they know and understand a horse.

My family travels 1,500 miles every summer to ride horses in Wyoming’s Bighorn Mountains, an isolated extension of the Rocky Mountains. The Bighorns are not easy to get to. The trip involves a flight to Billings, Montana, then a long drive through Montana’s rolling yellow hills. Risk-taking travellers can hop on regional airlines’ prop planes to nearby Sheridan, Wyoming, but frequent storms and high mountains make for a bumpy ride and many cancelled flights. Alternatively, you can road trip on the I-90 across the Great Plains, and then onto US-16 to ascend the Bighorns, which are visible from the grassy lowlands 100 miles away.

The natural elements of the Bighorns are both stunning and devastating. Temperatures can change 50 degrees farenheight overnight. During the summer, hailstorms are common and snow dusts the wildflowers on cold mornings. The dry air on a hot day is akin to a day in Flagstaff, and the wind at the top of the Hunter Mesa forces horses to bow their heads in mercy. The dry air and wind took their toll in 1988, when a fire destroyed much of Bighorn’s forests. As a frequent visitor, it has been astonishing to witness the growth of a new forest, patches of wildflowers amidst young trees, and the return of wildlife to the once singed territory. But patches of grey remain at higher altitudes.

My family has always stayed at Paradise Guest Ranch, but cheaper options abound. Day rides, hiking, and camping are easily accessible.

Paradise’s riding, staff, and scenery are superior, with over 100 horses and a few dozen log cabins nestled in a valley. Snowy peaks, a yellow mesa, and rolling green hills surround the ranch. Guests spend the day riding or hiking the ranch’s trails and getting to know their horses. The high altitude and clear skies allow for incredible stargazing. Once the riding is over for the day, the horses stampede out of the corral and up towards the mesa, where they graze and sleep until the wranglers herd them in at dawn. The wranglers aren’t playing the part of cowboy for the guests, but instead are horsemen and women from the surrounding area. They care much more about the horses than their riders.

These horses are nothing like the burned-out pony you may have ridden as a kid, or the rule-abiding horses in equestrian. Raising them together builds a camaraderie evident even to an inexperienced rider. They look out for each other, and riders wonder if they’re secretly engaging in conversation during trail rides. The riding seems effortless: the horses know how to cross a creek without tripping, how to smoothly jump over a fallen tree, and when there might be a moose up ahead.

That said, riding a horse at Paradise Ranch is not an easy ride, and this is reinforced by the wranglers. Riders must be just as attentive to the trail as to the horses, and not get caught up in the majestic scenery. These horses aren’t docile: they’re smart enough to know the dozens of trails surrounding the area and are always ready to gallop for an experienced rider.

The trails in the Bighorns take riders and hikers through constantly changing scenery. After riding for a few hours in a homogeneous forest, one may come upon a bright red canyon, interlaced with green grass.

My most unforgettable experience came when a wrangler let us race through a valley. He promised us that once we started the ascent up the other side, the horses would become exhausted and eventually stop. (Note: this wrangler broke just about every rule in the book, but everyone survived.) I tied my reins in a knot and let them fall on my horse Modak’s neck, knowing that my guidance was useless; he would know if he had to stop or make a turn. I leaned forward, grabbed his mane, and gave him a hard kick.  

There’s something about being alone in the mountains with a horse, with the howling wind in the distance, that allows the rider and the horse to understand each other. It’s the stuff of epic western movies, but inexplicably unique to each traveler. Being alone with one’s thoughts in such a tremendous landscape lends itself to relaxation, and an incredible feeling of smallness.

If you go:

Paradise Ranch provides guests with an unforgettable experience: they can learn to ride, herd cattle, or just take in vistas while reading a good book. These experiences, however, don’t have to come with the price tag of a week-long ranch vacation. The Bighorns can easily be experienced as a lone road or camping trip. Go to bighornmountains.com to plan your trip.

Student Life

Three leaves + glue

Everybody loves Halloween. It’s the only time of the year you can dress up or dress down. Some people opt for a creative costume while others play it safe and go for something more traditional. Whatever you decided to dress as this year, here are some of the best and worst decisions students at McGill made.

The politically incorrect costume: The Chilean Miner

It’s too soon. This costume wasn’t as bad as what I’ve seen in previous years—for example, a distasteful Al Qaeda terrorist, or Hitler. But despite this recent event having a happy ending, it’s still way too early to joke about.

The sluttiest female costume: Mother Earth

This costume is scarily simple: three leaves and glue. To date, this is the best way I’ve seen to leave as little as possible to the imagination. I know girls love to seize the moment to shorten their skirts and flash a little cleavage, but this was truly pushing it.

The sluttiest male costume: Premature Ejaculation.

Simple, to the point, and cheap, in a slightly more appropriate way: a guy without a shirt and his belt unbuckled. Although I can appreciate the wit behind it, this was either a last minute makeshift costume or an excuse for a guy to take his shirt off and show off his abs.

The most popular female costume: Katy Perry

Apart from the standard sexy cop, firewoman, or flight attendant, Katy Perry seemed to be one of the most popular costumes this year. The costume is taken from Perry’s “California Gurls” music video: a bright blue wig, short shorts, and a bra with what looks like two delicious baked goods on top and cherries right in the centre. You get the idea. At least it wasn’t Lady Gaga.

The most popular male costume: Morphsuit

This lycra spandex costume in bright metallic colours covers you from head to toe. And in case you’re wondering, you can drink through the Morphsuit.

The worst costume:

It’s a toss-up between Mother Earth and the girl I saw who wore nothing but corset and a thong.

The best costume: Tetris Team

Groups have a tendency to turn out the best, but you they must have put in a lot of thought into this type of costume. This year the best one I saw was a group of Tetris blocks running around the McGill Ghetto, stopping in the middle of the street and making Tetris formations with each other.

Science & Technology, Student Life

Stealing from the cookie jar

Your online accounts are vulnerable. From Amazon to Yahoo!, your personal information on many of your favourite sites, if used on a public network, can easily be stolen. Thanks to a Firefox plug-in called Firesheep, released last week by hacker Eric Butler, this risk is higher than ever. By installing the plug-in and connecting to a public network, amateur hackers can gain access to dozens of accounts in seconds.

Firesheep steals your identity by stealing cookies (no, not from the cookie jar). Cookies have been used for the last 15 years, and they allow site administrators to remember who certain users are. When you log in to a site like Facebook, your username and password are passed through an encryption algorithm before being sent to the site. This way, even if your information were intercepted, it would be useless. After logging in, however, all of your communication with the site is unencrypted. WEP or WPA encrypt communication, but on a public network, this client-router safeguard is absent.

Imagine your network is a giant room, with one person responsible for handling all communication out of the room. That person is the router. Each computer, or client, would be a person in the room. Over an ethernet connection, each person has a telephone to communicate with the router, so nobody can hear their conversations. With a wireless connection, however, all of the clients must shout their information at the router. In this case, everyone can hear everyone else’s communications. On an encrpyted network, each person uses a secret code to do their transmission, so while a message can be understood by the client and the router, nobody else understands what they’re saying. However, on a public network, this information is not encrpyted. This means everyone in the room can hear what everyone else is saying. All they have to do is listen.

While your computer typically ignores messages not addressed specifically to it, Firesheep uses a library called WinPCap, which listens to all messages that your computer can see on a public network. Firesheep can’t be used to steal your username and password, but when you request a page which requires cookies, your machine sends the cookie to the router in an unecnrypted format. Firesheep, when listening to transmissions, can steal this cookie and remember it. Then, the Firesheep user can simply request the page using your cookie, which will fool the site into thinking that  he or she is you. The amateur hacker can then muck around with your account all they like.

The writer, Butler, said that he didn’t intend for this plug-in to be used in a malicious manner, despite the possibility. Rather, he created it to demonstrate the issues with un-encrypted cookie transmission to these site administrators. Point taken, Butler.

The solution to this problem isn’t to stop using these sites on an unencrypted network. In fact, any site with a social network plug-in, like a tweet or a “like” button, involves this cookie information. While the onus is on site administrators to use SSL encryption protocols to encrypt all sensitive information, you can take security measures yourself until they do. Firefox users can install the HTTPS-everywhere plug-in, which forces Firefox to use the stronger HTTPS encryption whenever possible. Force-TLS uses a similar method of forcing HTTPS encryption. Logging in to a Virtual Private Network can also be used to secure communication with the web.

Firesheep points out a gaping hole in web security. While site administrators might think they’re keeping users safe by encrypting login, they’re fooling themselves if they’re using unencrypted HTTP connections after that point. As Butler pointed out, it’s actually quite easy to steal cookies that these sites use and pose as another user. We can only hope that popular websites fix this issue soon. Until then, it would be foolish to use any non-HTTPS site on an unencrypted network.

Opinion

Release health records, not identities

McGill Tribune

The Supreme Court of British Columbia is currently deciding whether Olivia Pratten’s inability to access the identity and medical records of her unwitting biological father—a sperm donor 28 years ago—violates her constitutional rights to “life, liberty, and security of person.”  Pratten, a reporter for the Canadian Press, sued to mandate that records be made available to sperm donors’ children when they turn 18. The federal government disagrees, sympathizing with Pratten but contending she has not been treated like a second-class citizen. We agree with the Crown: as current federal legislation mandates, donors’ medical records should be made available to inquiring children, but individual identities should remain concealed.

For various reasons, some more obvious than others, it’s justifiable that a person would want to know the identity of their parents. For one thing, most people just want to know. Many children who are adopted or born from donated sperm have trouble later in life grappling with who they are, where they come from, and what they are doing here. There is a fundamental human need to tell stories, most importantly about ourselves. Not knowing the identity of one or both of one’s own parents can be traumatic. It’s perfectly understandable for people to want to learn the truth.

Another reason is more practical: learning the identity of one’s parents could clear up a lot of questions about medical history, and can therefore help a person take important precautions to ensure they remain healthy. Ignorance of hereditary conditions can lead to serious complications. Knowledge of your family’s medical history can help prevent such tragedies from happening, and should be available to any person who asks.

Despite this, while medical history should be available, there are valid reasons for keeping donors’ identities hidden from their offspring. One issue is that while sperm donations are important for helping many couples conceive, many men who donate sperm do so only for money, and neither expect nor want to be called “Daddy” by anybody. If they knew their identity would eventually be made known to any children their sperm managed to conceive, many of these men would be seriously disincentivized from donating. As sad as Pratten’s situation is, we have to assume it would be even sadder had she never been born.

There is also a serious issue related to retroactivity. It seems dangerously unfair—and potentially a violation of constitutional rights—to assure sperm donors anonymity at the time of donation, and then 15, 20, or even 30 years down the road strip them of that right, in direct violation of the previously-signed agreement. Whatever the psychological issues faced by children ignorant of their parents’ identities, applying this accessibility mandate to donations from the past seems especially indefensible.

One unique complication of the Pratten case is that, according to the Globe and Mail, “The Vancouver doctor who inseminated her mother said he destroyed those records in the 1990s because at the time he wasn’t required to keep such documents for more than six years.” To address precisely this problem, the federal government in 2004 passed the Assisted Human Reproduction Act, which, according to the Globe, “prevents donor records from being destroyed but still allows donors to remain anonymous.” This act does not apply retroactively, as indeed it properly should not.

The case of Olivia Pratten and those in similar situations is confusing and complex. There’s no easy answer, since recognizing the rights of one party seems in the end to violate those of the other. However, it’s unjustifiable to renege on important promises.

To paraphrase Churchill, the current federal legislation, which allows children to see medical records but not the actual identity of the father, is the worst solution to this complex problem, except for all the others.

Opinion

A close call with plagiarism

Last week, I submitted an article to the McGill Daily. (Just broadening my horizons, not switching turfs.) When the editor told me that I had used too many of another’s words and as a result, the article could not be published, I was shocked. Had I really crossed the line to plagiarism?

A 2009 study at the University of British Columbia found that students who plagiarize or cheat have “dark” personality traits, most commonly psychopathy. The study’s author, psychology Professor Delroy Paulhus, recommended that universities should treat plagiarism as a mental disorder.

Me? A psychopath? It doesn’t match my personality traits or my strong ethical values. I still can’t come to terms with the fact that laziness and sloppy work resulted in a close call with plagiarism. I am reluctant to even talk about this incident because, like many other students, I’m hesitant to admit that I came so close to cheating. It’s a mistake I won’t make again.

Apparently, I’m not the first. Researchers at Guelph University and Rutgers University revealed in a 2006 study that over 53 per cent of Canadians admitted to plagiarism and 18 per cent to cheating on tests at post-secondary schools. Even Prime Minister Stephen Harper was accused of plagiarizing his 2010 throne speech from former Australian Prime Minister John Howard. Harper was also accused of plagiarizing a speech he gave as opposition leader, urging Canada to send troops into Iraq. His speechwriter eventually was forced to resign.

The fact that plagiarism is so widespread—among politicians, students, and even professors—makes me wonder why it’s so appealing. Is it laziness, or is it a deeper societal problem?

One issue is that students often don’t realize they are cheating. Letting your parents edit your work (or write it for you) is plagiarism. Working in groups to solve a project, when the professor has forbidden it, is cheating. A survey of 20,000 students compiled by the Canadian Council on Learning found that students of our generation are more likely than those of others to cheat, and less likely to call it cheating.

Another problem is the accessibility of cheating. Internet-based cheating increased by 81 per cent between 2003 and 2006 according to a survey conducted by the CCL. Copying and pasting from an article has never been so easy.

But the biggest problem is our failure to value our own words and work. People cheat not because they are unethical or too busy to come up with their own ideas, but because they don’t value their own opinions. The thoughts of supposedly reputable others seem more important; one’s own original thoughts seem not to measure up in comparison. While discussing ideas for a class paper, my Shakespeare professor didn’t just tell us not to plagiarize. He told us not to disrespect our own intelligence.  “Borrowing” an idea from someone else only means that we don’t believe sufficiently in ourselves.

An organizer of the Rutgers/Guelph study said the best way to deal with plagiarism is to implement an honour code in schools. But students know cheating is wrong. It’s more important to encourage them to develop their own ideas and take them seriously when they vocalize those ideas.

The excuses are endless but at the root of cheating lies an under-appreciation of your own self-worth. Rather than just inserting the section “McGill values academic integrity” onto every syllabus, it would be more effective if professors and students discussed what academic integrity really is: an understanding that my ideas can only be authentic if I work hard to ensure that they’re my own.

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