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‘It’s not going to be easy, but students are going to have to
get out of the frame of my mind that they can just drive every
where they Want to go.’ Director of Parking Services, Derrick Huggins
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Students can vote
for parking solution
Students new to the University of South Carolina might not
notice a difference in central-campus parking, but parking for
the rest of the student body has become something of a night
mare. Two vital and heavily used parking lots were turned into
green space while many students were away for the summer. Now
students are fighting for fewer parking spaces on campus.
Rather than provide the drivers with any explanation or warn
ing, students are congesting Greene Street only to find two fields
of grass and trees where the Russell House and Thomas Cooper Li
brary parking lots once rested. It would be one thing if these park
ing lots were quickly replaced, but if students are searching for
more parking options they will be disappointed,
A false sense of security was established last summer when the
once tire-tom Russell House parking lot was paved. Director of
Student Life Jerry Brewer assured students that drivers would see
a few more years out of the newly paved lot. However, that pro
ject has proven to be a waste of money.
With construction nearly complete on the new East Quad resi
dence hall, central-campus parking will soon become worse, and
the Master Plan is calling for more parking spaces to be eliminated
in the near future.
However, as an immediate solution to the parking problems
created with the destruction of these two lots, Parking Services
has enlisted the assistance of Student Government in establishing a
situation that would be best for the students. A gravel parking lot is
going to be placed behind the Bull Street parking garage, and Park
ing Services has asked Student Government to suggest beneficial
uses for the lot. Student Body President Jotaka Eaddy has decided
to allow students to vote on the most favorable option.
Students will be able to vote online both at www.sg.sc.edu and
on The Gamecock's Web site, www.gamecock.sc.edu. From there,
Student Government will tally the votes and use them to help
make their decision as to what they recommend to Parking Ser
vices. The polls will be open from Thursday to Monday evening.
Students voting will have to choose from three options. The first
option is to have a metered parking lot. Eaddy says that this option
provides a quick turnaround and allows for all students to use the
lot. Eaddy also said that the money from the meters could possibly
go toward paving the lot in a few months. One immediate problem
would be the high pedestrian traffic on the section of Blossom
Strpp.t
A second option would be for the lot to be used by residents of
nearby residence halls for a semesterly fee. This option, however,
closes off the lot to the rest of the students, and would not provide
as much money from students in the long run.
The final option is to offer the lot to students who are willing
to pay a monthly fee of $20. The fee might be large, but students
would undoubtedly pay it if assured a parking space. Student Gov
ernment will be posting several pros and cons on their Web site so
students can make an informed decision.
For the student who complains about never having a say in how
their campus is run, this is your time to shine. Student Govern
ment has provided you with an opportunity to determine how this
parking lot will be used. In theory, what you say will be the decid
ing factor in availability of this parking lot.
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Mental Issues
A celebration of useless facts
I find that as I
grow older
and further
from my high
school years, my
mind slowly and
surely loses its
grip with what I
learned there. I
certainly would
struggle if you
asked me how to
conjugate the
verbs I had to
memorize in
French class, and
I would laugh if
you asked me to
solve a problem
using the qua
dratic equation.
And while
tUir /Irtocn’f roollvi
know I’m still doing well in college for a
reason. Knowing this mundane stuff got
me here, right? You would think it would
help me maintain my status as a capable
college student.
So when did I foiget it all? When did
my head finally realize a spring cleaning
was in order? As I kept packing my head
with useless stuff, I suppose my noggin de
cided to get rid of some of it. But it isn’t
so much the cleansing that worries me as
opposed to what information my head de
cided to hold on to.
I could easily recite most of the lines
in “Ghostbusters,” but I would fall short
in telling you why Florence Nightingale
is such an important historical figure. Out
side the fact that she was a nurse, I
couldn’t tell you what she did. I think she
started the Red Cross, but I’m not too sure.
However, I could talk your ear off about
how “Ghostbusters” is one of my all-time
favorite movies. I could mimic some of
the better scenes and tell you how Egon
was cut from some of the scenes in the
“formatted for television” version. “Now
that’s a big Twinkie.”
Don’t think 1 didn’t pay attention in
history class, because I did. I obviously re
tained enough information to do well. Flo
was simply ousted soon after my final
exam, because I have decided I wanted
to know more about Steve Earle.
Apparently I find it more rewarding
to know all the words to “It’s the End of
the World as We Know it” than to know
the preamble of our nation’s Constitution.
But why? I would sound like a smarter per
son if I knew the latter, right? I doubt the
content of that RE.M. song would win me
any money on “Jeopardy” or “Who Wants
to Be A Millionaire.” I’ve never seen “fa
mous rock lyrics” as a Final Jeopardy
category.
Although I think my parents and high
school teachers would be disappointed if
I told them I know more about the writ
' ing of Douglas Adams than I do of Sam
Adams, I cannot say I feel all that dumb
or worthless. After all, I find there is a lot
of insight in his Hitchhiker’s trilogy. I did
n’t read them for the simple story of an
Englishman’s journey through space, but
for the social, political and cultural com
mentary buried within them.
You see, I don’t think that I am toss
ing aside all my wits and smarts just be
cause I like to indulge in what many could
consider a waste of time. Some of this stuff
could come in handy if wq were waxing
philosophical or something. Knowing how
to tie the useless information with some
of the useful information is a delicate,
yet rewarding pastime of mine.
If I were to engage in conversation
about the 1960s, I couldn’t help but bring
up Bob Dylan’s “The Times They Are A
Changin.” This song is a perfect synopsis
of the decade that forever changed the face
of America. Though his words might be
considered a bit vague, they’re a haunting
prediction of the social and political chaos
that would characterize the most dynam
ic decade of America’s history.
I could run down a.grocery list of
important events of the 1960s, but I would
n’t be able to go into any great detail about
any specific event. My loss, right?
I will admit that I get a little bit wor
ried when I realize I know the'words to
literally hundreds of songs, but would I re
ally be better off knowing the opening lines
to “Romeo and Juliet”? Neither can real
ly cany me too far in life, but knowing all
those songs can come in handy if I were
bored.
If you were to scan through my class
notes, you would see random song lyrics
in the margins. If the lecture gets to be too
dull or repetitive, I can easily drift off in
to a world where all my favorite songs are
spinning at a second’s notice. I would like
to think we’ve all been there.
Does this mean I’m destined to fail
in life? Am I going to be a bum resting my .
eyes on a park bench while singing to Mag
netic Fields’ “69 Love Songs”? No. It
just means I will be one hell of a conver- '
sationalist.
I hear that what you like can count as
much as (if not more than) what you know,
and I adamantly agree. Knowing the date
.Japan bombed Pearl Harbor is something
anyone can readily accomplish, but know
ing that Tom Waits’ “Closing Time” re
minds you of late nights with friends is
something few can achieve. I’ll be just fine,
because I know how to appreciate all
this useless stuff in the midst of all the
knowledge I take for granted. I know when
to turn off the music and when to close the
books. I also know when it’s safe to forget
whether the French word for car is mas
culine or feminine.
So if you see my tapping my fingers to
a beat, just imagine the countless songs I
could be listening to. A simple pause for
writing down an important fact, and I’m
back to the soundtrack of my life.
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Campus Issues
Whatever
happened
to the '60s?
In beginning my
third year at
college, I’ve
come to the un
derstanding that
I’ve held many
misconceptions
about being a col
lege student.
The college
experience has
provided exposure
to complex sur
roundings, and my
optimism has been
diluted with doses
of realism and cyn
icism.
This accom
plishment might he
the most meaningful lesson I’ve learned at
school thus far.
Some dreams might have been crushed
and some heartache may have heen suf
fered, but this is the price one must pay for
maturity and experience. However, not all
aspirations have been shattered.
Before I arrived at school I thought
of college as a kind of young adult sanc
tuary replete with one night stands, recre
ational drugs and late-night philosopliizing
and rallies.
I thought I’d be attending various com
mittee meetings focusing on die social good.
I thought I’d meet people like Abbey Hoff
man, Allen Ginsberg and Jeff Lebowski as
well as feminists, environmentalists, lib
eralists and other all kinds of -ists.
The friends I’ve made at USC certainly
have their own identities, but they defi
nitely didn’t step out of “On the Road.”
They’re all lacking ageneral zest for reck
less living. Most don’t rage, but go gently
into the night.
I’ve had delusions of grandeur in think
ing I might stand out or be noticed by oth
ers. I thought I’d have an identity. One
might find oneself desperate to achieve in
dividuality, while also being counted among
the many, not the few. In the search for
uniqueness one might only accomplish the
realization that such an ideal is unreach
able.
And 1 might be guilty ot tweaking my
image in order for the fulfillment of these
ends. But all these attempts were futile.
I must have been fooled by the ever
present shadow cast by “Animal House,”
Bob Dylan, and Woodstock. And I can’t
believe how wrong 1 was.
While at college, I can’t say I’ve ever
attended a toga party, sung folk rock or
been involved in any sort of progress or so
cial reform. Liberalism is no longer a part
of the average student’s vernacular, but a
dry campus is.
I claim to have fun at USC, but it cer
tainly pales in comparison with the expe
riences of die children of the 1960s. Where’s
our psychedelia? Where’s our creative stim
ulation? Where are the beatniks? Where
are the causes? Where are the movements
and the boycotts? What happened to groovi
ness?
I want to go to a concert widi 500,000
people, too. I want to believe in something
significant. I want to play guitar and smoke
herbs on the campus green with ambition
still intact, too. I could live widi flashbacks.
I want to occupy various administration
buildings and protest and be restrained. I
want an agenda. I want to be a conscien
tious objector. I want to dodge the draft. If
my lifestyle remotely resembles 'Hie Dude's
when I’m older, I won’t feel dissatisfied.
I’m done with apathy. I’m prepared to
make waves.Change is necessary. I want
to do something meaningful. I’m ready for
another cultural revolution and another
Port Huron Statement. I’m unhappy with
the society I’ve inherited and it’s time to
make a stand.
Am I asking for too much?
If I am, this rhetoric proves that the
1960s still loom laige and I’ve watched too
much “Behind die Music,” interviews with
John Lennon, “Easy Rider” and "The Big
Lebowski” (Is that possible?). Or maybe
I don’t think everything is just fine, and
I’ve kept a hint of idealism after all.
A 4
Patrick Rathbun
is a junior jour
nalism major.
He can be
reached via The
Gamecock at.
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