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EDITORIAL: Memo to HMB: Put the pal back in “principal”

As some of you may have noticed this past Friday, just across the street from McConnell Engineering, a sizable cross-section of FACE school-from faculty members to kindergarten students-hit the sidewalks, calling for the swift return of their school principal, Nick Primiano.

Primiano is known around the school for his unassuming demeanor and his availability to students-that and asking kids who skip class to pick him up a cup of coffee on their way back. While most high school students would immediately react to their principal’s disappearance with glee, basking in an authoritative void, FACE students have experienced the last few days with a uniformly mournful outlook. All have felt the bitter and abrupt loss of their principal; some have even lost a man they had come to see as a friend.

Seeing all those jaded faces on University was deeply saddening for two reasons. The first and most evident, is empathy. It’s always crushing to see a presence as appreciated as Nick Primiano’s ripped from its home. The second, with more tragic implications for many of us, is that we, as McGillians, may be incapable of the full emotional experience that is rocking FACE’s walls at this very moment.

What if Heather Munroe-Blum vanished?

It comes down to the age-old “lumberjack in the woods” premise. If HMB was crushed by a mighty cedar-proverbially-speaking of course-would it cause a single, solitary sound on campus? Would anyone notice? More importantly, would anyone care? A yin to Primiano’s lovable, omnipresent yang, Munroe-Blum has remained a ghost in many of our university lives, stoic and beyond our reach.

Thus, in the spirit of Nick Primiano’s straightforward-and occasionally cheeky-approach to running a school, here are a few suggestions to help HMB become truly loved.

*Challenge the sign-bearing anti-Semite outside the Roddick Gates to a bare knuckle boxing match. Only start off with an impromptu jab to the solar plexus and then go to work with some brass knuckles.

*Institute recess. We need it.

*No more McGill money spent on outsourcing the gardening work at your Westmount home. Consider working in conjunction with CAPS to have impoverished, starving, clothes-worn-to-tatters students tend to your shrubs and bulbs and make a reasonable salary. That way they wouldn’t have to be TA’s.

*Stop trying to convince us that Dawson Hall is a helpful and efficiently-run student resource. Let’s call a spade a spade. Hire Captain Insano (you know, the dude who rolls down Milton on a tricycle/chopper hybrid sporting Harley Davidson gear and the baddest ‘tude this side of the St. Lawrence) to man the Dawson reception desk 10 hours a day. Alone. Granted, Dawson wouldn’t run any smoother than it does now, but by golly, would students line up to see the goings on up in that heap. Just imagine the potential exchanges:

Student: Hi, I need to drop this course mid-semester for health reasons.

Captain Insano: FUCK YOU!!! Give me your CANS!!!

Crickey, you could even charge $1 cover per student. Just think of the revenues.

*Instead of the annual photo-op at SnoAP, throw a house party that no one at McGill will ever forget… or fully remember. How can you honestly proclaim to have truly been part of the university experience if you haven’t had a half dozen Wisconsinners (get it?) passed out in your hallway and another half dozen mandible-deep in the nappy dugout. Moreover, you could pay Captain Insano in empty bottles.

*Send Jennifer Robinson on vacation and take over your own PR. This eliminates the perpetual middleperson between HMB and the masses.

*”Education guaranteed or your money back!” If Ron Popeil can guarantee satisfaction, so can you. This means those of us who remain dense, ill-mannered, oafish simpletons after four years at your university ought to be entitled to full reimbursement.

*Continue parking in handicapped parking spaces, only routinely pretend to be handicapped. That would rule so hard.

But most important of all: be there. This could mean wearing a nametag so that the first years know who you are or making a point of taking public transportation once a week and shooting the breeze with a lucky few of us. You’re probably among the wisest and most worldly people in this learning institute. Teach us something. Walk among us dense, ill-mannered, oafish simpletons.

Maybe then we would protest if you disappeared. After all, it would acutally give the Flying Squad a purpose we could all get on board with.

Student Life

CHATTERBOX: ‘Lu and behold!’

Not many professors would start their 10 a.m. class with an Eminem song blaring over the sound system as their half-awake students stumble into the room. Then again, not many professors are like Catherine Lu, who currently teaches Western Political Thought on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays in the Adams auditorium

The political science department has more than twice as many men as women professors. How does it feel to be a woman in a seemingly male-dominated field?

It honestly hasn’t made much of a difference to me personally. I’m encouraged by the fact that there have been more women among the new hires during the past three to five years.

If you weren’t a professor what would you be?

I’d probably be a low-income writer struggling to make a living.

If you were President of the United States what are some of the first things you would do?

I would make sure trade rules were fairer to developing countries, show international leadership in implementing measures against world poverty and inject the resources needed to combat AIDS/HIV in Africa. I would also close down secret prisons and Guantanamo Bay and adhere to the Geneva Conventions. Those are all foreign policy. For domestic policy, I would set up a fairer tax system and implement social justice reform to make sure American workers make a living wage. … Oh, and I’d take a few flags down.

If you could meet any political philosopher who would it be and why?

Judith Shklar because I would have liked to meet my intellectual soulmate.

[Editor’s Note: Upon being received at Harvard’s Government Department for an interview for graduate studies and being asked why she wanted to go there, Professor Lu replied it was to study with Professor Shklar. The interviewer then told her that Professor Shklar had just passed away the month before, to which Professor Lu answered: “Then I don’t think I want to come here anymore”.]

If you could travel back in time, where and when would you go back to?

I have no desire to travel back in time, in the sense that I don’t believe there was a more idyllic time to live in. … Every time has its own promise and problems. However, if I were to go back in time just to experience something, the choice of when and where is definitely too difficult, as there are so many historical moments that would have been worth experiencing.

What is your favourite thing about McGill?

I think McGill is a place of growth. Since I’ve been here, I’ve seen the institution grow with the energy of newcomers; I love meeting new and interesting people. What’s more, McGill is a tolerant place to work in.

What is your least favourite thing about McGill?

The bureaucracy.

What is an issue you feel strongly about?

Soy sauce on rice. It’s a no-no, except if it’s on sushi.

Joke

JOKE ISSUE: McGill Frosh gives birth to new sport, Naismith very impressed

To say that McGill has helped shape many of the sports we know and love today would be the understatement of the century. From popularizing American football in the late 1800s to forming the first organized ice hockey team in the world, to inventing the game of basketball, McGill has served as a veritable think-tank for athletics over the years. And, it would seem, the school that James built isn’t finished quite yet.

Frosh Week tends to catalyze a variety of ideas – some good, most bad – and McGill’s newest sporting innovation is proud to claim lower field as its place of origin.

“It was literally crazy,” said Lauren Tisdale, a U1 education student and Frosh leader. “We had this big beach ball, and it was getting thrown around … and then the beach ball sort of turned into a bunch of stuff that was just getting thrown around. Literally, people were screaming.”

Screaming, but in the best way possible. The flying beach balls, shoes and beer bottles on a hot August afternoon laid the groundwork for the most intoxicating sports phenomenon since Michael Phelps: anarchist dodgeball.

“It’s definitely taken the sports world by surprise,” Tisdale said. “For a lot of people, it provides a sort of stress outlet. Seriously, after listening to those fucking chants from morning to night, I needed an outlet. I needed to throw things. At people. [Anarchist dodgeball] allows me to express myself in a non-competitive, non-athletic way.”

Perhaps the most important part of the game is its strict lack of guidelines. Influenced heavily by the critically acclaimed feature film Dodgeball, the tenets of anarchist dodgeball are simple: the only rule is that there are no rules. For players tired of the competitiveness, fitness, and talent required for many sports, anarchist dodgeball offers a welcome reprieve.

“Whether you’re aware of it or not, there is a large percentage of people [at McGill] who thoroughly detest sports,” said Alana Friedman, U3 philosophy. “I never appreciated getting yelled at as a kid for kicking the ball in my own goal. I couldn’t stand everyone’s tone of voice. It just made me uncomfortable.”

Thankfully, Friedman hasn’t yet had to deal with any yelling or condescension, primarily because stealth is a necessary component of her new favourite pastime.

“Last night, a monkey wrench flew through my window and hit me in the face,” she said. “But I’m fine with that, I have health insurance. Besides, it’s all part of the game.”

One of the reasons for anarchist dodgeball’s success has been the way in which it lends itself to adaptation. Because no one can tell when the game is in progress and when it is not, many groups and individuals have used it to their advantage. Some of McGill’s varsity sports teams, for instance, have applied anarchist dodgeball tactics with great success throughout their respective sports seasons. Teams that hadn’t won a single game in years were able to break into the win column by simply throwing debris at the opposition until they were forced to quit.

Sach Mewburgh, a recently elected student official, has been elated by the publicity that anarchist dodgeball has generated.

“I think first and foremost, it’s great,” he said. “Sustainability and accessibility, along with community, are key … I really expect this game to take McGill to even greater heights.”

But not everyone from the school’s student body has been quick to jump on the anarchist bandwagon. Mack Chester, a U5 English literature student, expressed concern that the sport may have a negative effect on the student experience at McGill.

“I know that the point is that there is no point,” Chester said. “But for some people, that’s not good enough. I want to know why someone is hiding in the bushes outside my door waiting to chuck a two-by-four at me. If this continues, I’m not going to be able to take a seventh year of undergrad.”

The dissenters are few in number, however, and the majority of students and staff are ready to build up the school’s already impressive athletic reputation. Anarchist dodgeball takes place everyday, everywhere. There are no teams and no rules, so pick up the closest moveable object and start throwing.

Joke

JOKE ISSUE: Less than mediocrity

After a year that included a few wins, the McGill football team is confident that it won’t disappoint fans next year by being mediocre. The team plans to continue their losing streak, extending it to as many as three years. Star running back Alexander Hamilton will not be returning, which will help the Redmen get a fresh start on losing.

“When they finally won, I just felt like it wasn’t fun anymore,” said Red Thunder member Jake Johnson. “We were out there to cheer them on when no one else would. Now everyone is encouraging them. It’s just not the same.”

Many fans have complained that the Redmen’s relative success this year has made games inconvenient. Beer prices and noise levels have risen at Molson Stadium.

“We’d rather be known for losing than for being a mediocre team,” explained an assistant coach.

The Redmen haven’t trained since their last game in November, nor do they plan to get back on the football field until absolutely necessary.

The Redmen plan to use the extra Level I funding to pay for a training camp, where they will learn to unlearn their football skills.

“One of our players was on the Quidditch team this past year, and it really messed up the plays,” explained a coach. “He forgot how to run without a broom, and couldn’t throw a football properly anymore.”

Head Coach Cloudy Fox took this opportunity to arrange a Quidditch training camp this summer, where attendance is mandatory. While the McGill football team is known for having broom experience, many players are unfamiliar with the magical Harry Potter game, and are looking forward to the change of pace.

“Ultimately, I joined the McGill football team to have fun and get away from school,” explained quarterback John Wesley. “I really didn’t want to put any effort into it, and the pressure of winning was just too much. Quidditch will be a way to help us return to the elementary-school flag football we love to play.”

Arts & Entertainment, Music

CD REVIEWS: The Fugitives: Eccentrically We Love

After their EP In Streetlight Communion was nominated for a Canadian Folk Music Award in 2007, it’s no wonder that The Fugitives’ first full-length album Eccentrically We Love pushes the boundaries once again with their storytelling and instrumental fusing talents. Eccentrically We Love shifts from spoken-word to folk rock to slam poetry throughout the album, with each song displaying the band’s range of talents.

An upbeat, folk-pop sound is introduced at the start of the album with some banjo and accordion sounds in “Pickled,” “Start a War,” and “Funeral.” “City of Rain” is definitely appealing to those who enjoy a country feel, and even has a slower David Gray-esque melody. But not all of the less upbeat songs on the album are so enjoyable: “Everytime,” and even the title track provide a soothing but dreary ambiance.

It’s difficult to choose one breakout hit in the album, but the collection of songs is impressive if you can discover and appreciate Eccentrically We Love‘s cheery flow of contemporary folk, displaying both light-hearted, playful styles and some dark and eccentric themes.

Joke

JOKE ISSUE: McGill students failing courses for “financial reasons”

U1 biology student Lincoln Duncan is currently on track to fail four out of his five courses during the 2010 winter semester, meaning he will only earn three credits this semester instead of the expected 15. In an unexpected announcement, Duncan has blamed the economy for his poor performance.

“With this economy, how can you expect anything else?” asked Duncan. “I have to pay for books, pay for groceries, pay for escorts, and so on. How can they expect me to pay attention in class?”

Duncan has argued that the financial downturn of the past several months has forced him to cut back on most of his expenses. One of the first things to be cut in his budget was the amount of attention he could afford to pay in class.

“I need to survive, so I need food and shelter,” said Duncan. “I get lonely, so I need my escorts. What I don’t need is the nonsense that all the attention is costing me in class.”

“I understand that my grades are suffering, but I’m only just breaking even with my expenses at the end of the month, so I don’t know what other options I have. And yes, I can guarantee you that I need the escorts.”

Senior economics professor John Carlstein explained that he has seen this kind of problem affect many students in the past.

“Whenever there’s a serious economic downturn, choices have to be made,” he said. “Most students don’t have an income and therefore must be crafty with their finances. To be honest, I’m impressed by Mr. Duncan’s initiative.”

Duncan admitted that he doesn’t actually spend any money when he pays attention in class, but argued, “It’s the principle that counts.

“When I sit down to go over my finances at the end of the month, I have to consider everything I’ve paid for, whether tangible or not. It would be irresponsible not to account for the attention I’ve been paying in class. I’m just trying to keep a clean balance book.”

Beside groceries, rent, and pixie sticks, Duncan spends most of his other budgeted money on his escorts. Lana Luvana is one of Duncan’s more frequent escorts.

“He calls me every few days, sometimes to party, sometimes just to talk. A lot of the time, he’ll call me, get a hotel room, and then just cry for a few hours. He usually complains about his early-onset of male pattern baldness.”

Luvana is currently attending night classes at Roy’s Beauty School in Dorval.

“Yeah, I’ve seen this before. It’s too bad ’cause he had nice hair. He showed me pictures from when he was younger, but he’s losing almost all of it. I’d say by 24, he’ll be completely bald.”

Duncan denied any allegations of an onset of male pattern baldness.

“I just want to get by,” said Duncan. “Is that too much to ask?”

Carlstein has recently partnered with Duncan and other professors at McGill to form a task force against the rising cost of attention at McGill.

“Too much attention is being paid here at McGill,” said Carlstein. “How can we say that we are offering a reasonable education if students have to drop out due to the high costs of attention that they are being forced to pay?”

Sports

Doyle reflects on head coaching experience with hockey Martlets

An 86-game winning streak, three players on all-Canadian teams, and a silver-medal finish at Nationals. Not a bad result for a first -year hockey coach. Then again, experience with the team is one thing Martlets interim Head Coach Amey Doyle had in spades when she took over Canada’s most successful women’s hockey program from Peter Smith at the beginning of the year. The former McGill star took some time to share her thoughts with the Tribune about her team’s momentous season.

After your career as an all-star goaltender with McGill, what made you decide to go into coaching?I have always been very passionate about coaching, although not necessarily at McGill. My current position kind of fell into place because one of the assistant coaches left [for] Toronto. I started out with a minimal role, [working] with the goaltenders and with recruiting. My role gradually increased, and when Peter took his temporary leave, I was very glad that the Athletics Department had enough faith in me to let me have a chance to be in charge.

What did you learn as an assistant coach under Peter Smith?He definitely showed [me] the importance of paying attention to detail, and to approach everything with professionalism, regardless of the situation. I admire him for his passion for the game, his work ethic, and just how interested he is in the women’s hockey program. What was your mindset going into the season?I approached it with the goal of sticking to the keys of our success. Again, it was paying attention to detail and taking things one day at a time. Even though we were missing a few key components, I thought it was a great opportunity for players to step up, and they all did just that.

Obviously, losing to the Alberta Pandas in the National Championship game was shocking. If you could go back and play the finals all over again, what would you have changed?That is something I have been thinking for a while now. I thought Alberta played very well. They definitely played a very different style of game than they did in their two previous games. They were not afraid to get us to ice the puck, and subsequently they took away our bread and butter, which is our speed and our puck control. We just weren’t able to adapt quickly enough. They had a few bounces go their way, and if we had had our share of those, the result may have been different. With that being said, I would have liked to have seen us try to get the puck on net and score a garbage goal instead of looking for the perfect play. [Many] of our girls are returning next season, and hopefully they will all have become better players because of it.

Some key offensive players are graduating this year – which player of the returnees do you expect to step up their game and fill in for the departing veterans?I think Jordanna Peroff is definitely a candidate to break out next season. She was great at Nationals, and she continues to progress in our program. She reads the game very well and is a very strong and powerful player. Also, Ann-Sophie Bettez brings a lot to the table too, with her experience and great speed. I don’t really expect scoring to be a problem next year.

When you look back on this entire experience, what stands out to you the most? It was a lot of fun. I enjoyed my time in charge. Winning the QSSF was definitely special, [and] we didn’t expect to go undefeated this season because of the personnel we lost. There are a lot of steps that need to be taken before a team gets to the CIS championships, and I thought the team overcame a lot of adversity in taking those steps successfully.

What does the future hold for you? Are you staying in McGill?Peter will be back, and I will be the assistant coach again. I cannot stress enough how excited I am for Peter to come back. He has been a great mentor for many years. Like I said before, I still have lots to learn, and it’s great to learn from the best. I enjoyed my experience this year and I look forward to being in the thick of it again next season.

– Compiled by John Hui

Behind the Bench, Sports

THIRD MAN IN: Sportsophobia

Sports are boring. Let’s talk about baseball – I don’t care if it is “America’s pastime,” but when a game only becomes exciting after two and a half hours and consists of waiting to find out whether a player will hit the ball – or if it’s really heated, whether a player will catch it – then I believe it’s time to find a better way to spend the afternoon. How about football? It’s astounding to me that a 400-pound man throwing himself on a pile of other 400-pound men is part of an official game. I am literally haunted by the sounds of the television on a Sunday afternoon – the monotone announcer mumbling something about a 50-yard line. I won’t even begin to express my befuddlement when I moved to Canada and discovered curling – a sport in which players use swiffers to move stones across the ice.

Sports make men even more socially inept than they already are. As if baseball season, basketball season, football season, and hockey season weren’t enough to fill 365 days of the year, men are now also playing fantasy sports. If any man who engages in cyber sports thinks that he is better than that nerd playing World of Warcraft, he is sadly mistaken. To the average female, this is probably a bigger deal-breaker. And whatever happened to the days when going out to a bar meant socializing with your friends to the tune of some good music? Now, the only thing you’re likely to find at a bar is wall-to-wall TVs and tables of screaming men who can’t be bothered to make real conversation.

Sports are unsettling. Our society gawks at the cultural barbarism of gladiatorial times, but here we are, continuing to engage our most violent and competitive instincts – our Hobbesian inner natures that will readily abandon the social contract in order to embrace the state of nature. We’ve simply traded the Coliseum for the gridiron, armour for jerseys, swords for bats and balls, and “to the death” for “to the concussion.”

At the risk of having a mob of furious Canadians hunt me down, I will only say that when I hear the sounds of hockey players crashing violently into the glass or watch a player repeatedly extend his fist into another player’s face like a whack-a-mole at an amusement park, I can only imagine a crowd erupting into chants of “Caesar!”

I take issue with not only the inherent barbarism of contact sports, but the absolutely infantile state in which they place zealous fans and observers. I’ve seen men who get into fist fights and throw broken beer bottles into people’s faces over petty sports disagreements. I’ve heard of friends who never speak to each other again because they support rival teams. Why is it that when I visit Boston, the first thing I hear from local men is, ‘Oooh a Yankee.’ Really? When you encounter a New Yorker, your mind runs immediately to baseball?

In my humble opinion, there are a lot of things that went awry on the Y chromosome: the need to direct a woman when she is trying to park, the refusal to ask for directions when lost, and the generally slow intake of emotional cues, to name just a few. But the fanatical addiction to sports is by far the worst. Don’t get me wrong, I think physical exertion is invaluable, and a little competitive energy is healthy. But the world of contact sports takes on a whole new level of absurdity – both in its participants and in its observers. You disagree with me? How ’bout I smash a beer bottle over your head? ?

Disclaimer: This is a gross generalization of the male gender and the world of sports as a whole. The author acknowledges that there are women who enjoy sports and some men who do not like sports, or do not revert to cavemen while watching sports.

Sports

Seeing red: Hockey Redmen bounced from Nationals early

The CIS University Cup tournament is no place for the faint of heart. Two games can catapult a team to the doorstep of national glory, or just as easily dash their dreams of a historic season. The Redmen discovered this painful truth last week at Nationals, after losing 4-2 to the Atlantic University Sport Champion St. Mary’s Huskies on Friday. Combined with McGill’s 5-4 overtime loss to the Manitoba Bisons a day earlier, the loss spelled the end of the road for a promising team that had captured the Queen’s Cup in the same building less than two weeks before.

“We’re very disappointed, as we had a great season and high expectations for this team,” said Redmen defencemen Marc-André Dorion. “We won our league and came into the tournament thinking we could win. We were ahead in both games, but the bounces didn’t go our way.”

McGill was rewarded for their dominance in Quebec with the number-two seed going into the tournament and had their sights set on qualifying for the National Championship game. Instead, the Redmen will go home empty-handed for the fourth time in five seasons. However much the loss stings, though, the Redmen can take comfort in the fact that 2009-10 was an unequivocally impressive season for McGill.

The Redmen took the Queen’s Cup earlier this month, and made quick work of their archrivals – the UQTR Patriotes – along the way. Under the guidance of rookie Head Coach Jim Webster, the team posted a 22-6 regular season record and finished as the highest-scoring team in the country. Redmen players were also rewarded for their efforts with individual accolades – sophomore Francis Verreault-Paul took home the OUA East MVP, while Dorion was recognized as the nation’s best defenceman. Second-year forward Alexandre Picard-Hooper joined Verreault-Paul and Dorion on the OUA East first team.

Despite being loaded with talent, the Redmen simply couldn’t deliver when it mattered most. McGill jumped out to a 4-1 lead against Manitoba in the tournament opener before allowing three goals in the third period to send the game to overtime. The recipe for disaster was twofold: disorganized defensive zone play and undisciplined penalties. McGill’s high-flying offence couldn’t muster a goal in the third period to put the game away. Manitoba, meanwhile, had no trouble carrying their momentum over to the extra session, as Mike Hellyer scored for the Bisons less than two minutes in to put McGill behind the eight ball going into their final group game against St. Mary’s.

Once again, the Redmen took an early lead against ex-NHL winger Mike Danton and the Huskies. Leading 2-1 after the first, championship calculations began to run through the heads of the McGill fans at the Fort William Gardens. A regulation win over St. Mary’s and a Huskies regulation victory over Manitoba on Saturday would have put McGill in the finals. Unfortunately, a furious second period charge by the Huskies – three goals scored in five minutes – spelled disaster for the Redmen. McGill mounted a late-game challenge, but couldn’t close the gap.

Three power-play opportunities fell by the wayside, and Verreault-Paul received a 10-minute misconduct, keeping him out of the game until the dying minutes of the period.

“It was very frustrating as we had a good lead early in both games,” said sophomore Maxime Langelier-Parent. “We killed ourselves with penalties.”

While general disappointment and thoughts of “could’ve” and “should’ve” are to be expected, there is a place for optimism in the Redmen locker room. McGill may not have come away with the top prize this year, but the future remains bright. The team will only lose two defencemen – Ben Gazdic and captain Yan Turcotte – along with goaltender Danny Mireault for next season. Throughout the year, the Redmen were led by a line of sophomores, and younger players had a key role in the overall success of the team. With the retention of their core, 2010-11 projects to be another great season for the McGill Redmen, who should once again be in the running for a spot at Nationals in Fredericton, N.B.

With files from Earl Zukerman

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