This past Sunday about 400,000 people walked in the People’s Climate March. Some odd hundred of those thousands were Wes students (and my housemate estimates that if you include Wes Grads there were about one gazillion of us, but that’s a rough number).
The People’s March was in anticipation of the UN Climate Summit that happened this past weekend (Sorry! I’ve been busy). There were no demands and no target for the march, but it still billed itself as the “biggest climate change demonstration ever.” Personally, I think it was pretty invigorating to see so many disparate affinity groups unite under the umbrella cause of taking action on climate change.
This Saturday, a crowd of over 60 (including roughly 25 Wesleyan students) rallied in Middletown against the Keystone XL Tarsands Pipeline. The pipeline, which would carry an especially nasty and energy intensive type of oil from indigenous lands in Alberta across the American prairie to refineries in the Gulf of Mexico, has been derided by climate scientists as an extraction project that would spell “game over for the planet”.
The energetic march rallied on High Street before marching 1.5 miles up Washington to target TD Bank, one of the primary financiers of the pipeline project. The protesters held signs and banners, formed a picket outside the bank, chanted slogans, and distributed fliers to customers urging them to divest from TD Bank and join local credit unions, which are not-for-profit and member-run. The rally drew participants from all over the state including a number of Middletown locals.
On Thursday night, a captivating parade of psychedelic hip hop and space-funk beamed down into the Eclectic ballroom in the form of performances by Seattle-based rap duo Shabazz Palaces and R&B duo THEESatisfaction. Here’s evenstevens weighing in on THEESatisfaction’s performance:
These ladies were killer, with a tight, controlled sound while also totally getting into a funky groove that was felt throughout the house. Sometimes, especially with hip hop, it’s hard to have quality sound in the Eclectic ballroom, but these two totally had it down, and their awesome vocals were clear and beautiful. More subdued than one might’ve expected, Irons and Harris-White made up for any sort of lull with their talented voices and exciting blend of neo-soul and rap. And when these two came back on stage during Shabazz Palaces’ set, they brought the concert to a whole other level that made for some incredible songs.
Here’s Tuna on Shabazz Palaces’ set:
Holi, the springtime Festival of Colors, returned to Foss on Saturday for the second year in a row, thanks to the efforts of Shakti, the South Asian Student Association. A barrage of colored powder combined with a slip-and-slide on Foss for the most festive display of spirit on Foss since, well, last Saturday. For an excellent gallery of photos of Holi festivals across India, click here. The gallery below is courtesy of Wesleyan’s Olivia Drake.
As savvy Wesleying readers and residents of the Foss Hill area will know, a bevy of bands played in the WestCo courtyard on a beautiful day last weekend, including The Babies, Happy Jawbone Family Band, O Presidente, Grand Cousin, Molly Rocket and the Crooks, Siren, Laundrette, Donfroot, and Jacob and the Masters. Happy Jawbone Family Band, who are from Brattleboro, Vermont, packed the perfect stage banter for the day, continually asking the crowd about Wesleyan’s reputation for “carnal experimentation” and whether everyone in the audience had done it. “Yes, sterilely,” responded someone in the crowd. The Babies introduced energetic pop-punk that kept the crowd energized through late-afternoon nodding.
In a parallel world on Foss Hill, baked goods were sold for Stethoscope Press and a sharp-minded and well-organized group of individuals engaged in political protests. However, this post is all about the music. Specifically, it’s about how I only caught The Babies, Happy Jawbone Family Band and Molly and the Rockets and spent the rest of the time wandering around, socializing, eating and jumping in a large bouncy tent outside of Usdan. There are, however, a bevy of photos resulting from these explorations. Lose yourself, find yourself, be proud of your participation in this politically important day. (If you’re not proud, feel free to contact me and I will remove any occurrences of your slack-jawed likeness. I won’t be offended.)
For the fifth or tenth or maybe even twentieth year in a row, hundreds of students gathered on Foss Hill at 4:20 on April 20 to submerge the Middletown skyline in a sea of smoke as potent as any since the Grateful Dead serenaded Foss in 1970. Only this time Dean Rick Culliton gave the practice a name. He called it “protesting existing marijuana laws.” Did you have a civically engaged weekend?
Leave it to students to give it a hashtag:
Once again, the weather was quite a bit friendlier to 4/20 than it’s been to Spring Fling in recent years, and members of Public Safety harshed some students’ mellow by tramping around with video cameras and stamping out joints left and right.
Noted campus photographer Mike Nakhla ’13 got some excellent shots at last weekend’s Terpsichore performance, as he is wont to do. The complete album is on Facebook; you can also check it out below. For more of Nakhla’s photography, click here or check out his website.
Rejected post title: “P-Safe Writes Up Every Thesis-Writer for Open-Container Violation on Steps of Olin”
Though it is unknown just how many seniors were up finishing their theses late Thursday night, or still finishing them yesterday, once the clock struck 4:00 p.m., everyone was done—we hope— and as per tradition, another class of thesis writers gathered on the steps of Olin to celebrate. The downpour posed no hindrance to the celebrators, as they only added to the wintry wetness by popping a myriad of champagne bottles. The writers were joined by an ensemble of Taiko drummers, who, using plastic topped garbage cans, pounded away, providing an appropriate accompaniment to this journey’s end. Smiles, hugs, and bellows of joys were abound, and there were even a couple of tears. They’re done with their theses, but not with Wesleyan, and this tradition seems the ample way to lead them to that end, as the Class of 2013 moves into its final month here.
Also of note was a concurrent bridal procession, who also happened to be taking photos at Olin on this particularly rainy day. Shout-out to the bride and groom, who found more celebration on campus than they probably expected.
Previous THESISCRAZY coverage here. Full photo gallery past the jump. It’s your turn now, 2014.
In celebrating President Roth’s birthday, we are sharing a timeline of his illustrious life.
Springtime is in the air and Foss Hill is alive with cheer on this glorious April day, a day full of historic occasions, none of them so grandiose as the 56th birthday of everyone’s favorite part-time university administrator and full-time historian of the history of psychological thought, Michael S. Roth ’78. While Wesleying is not privy to the full week of gala celebrations probably kicking off tonight with a Freud-themed costume party at the presidential residence, we do want to share in the cheer by looking back on President Roth’s illustrious life and career. Courtesy of Wesleyan Ampersand historians Piers Gelly ’13 and Benjamin Soloway ’13, here is a rough timeline of Michael S. Roth, interspersed with visual tributes that some of our readers and fans have sent in. (Some of the images are also via The Ampersand.) We have also changed our banner for the occasion.
Want to wish President Roth a happy birthday yourself? You can do so on Facebook, where he is, like, 92% guaranteed to accept your friend request. You can also do him the favor of fixing a “Citation needed!” alert for his date of birth on Wikipedia, which bans citing Facebook in articles. You can also follow him on Twitter or hit up his blog or read this Bomb Magazine interview or watch a video of him hanging out with Judith Butler.
Now you can relive your awkwardest Internet glory days on
livejournal MySpace Tumblr.
Jesse R-S ’13: “‘My Little Needle’ was a song by the Alkaline Trio, my favorite band in 5th grade. I presume it’s about heroin.”
Last month, Yatta Zoker ’14 (screen name: ” tumblinhottie05″) launched a Facebook event (the all-capsed “OMG I JUST REALIZED I DON’T HAVE YOUR SCREEN NAME“), began soliciting fellow WesKids’ AOL screen names and corresponding photos, and inadvertently set off a wave of contagious AOL nostalgia (nostAOLgia?). The submissions came flooding in, and with them torrents of comments, likes, and general look-back-and-laugh hilarity. Naturally, the results are worthy of archiving on Tumblr, and Zoker has finally gotten around to putting one together: “hey, what’s your sn?” If you missed all the fun, you can still submit your own screen name to the Tumblr via this link.
“I’ve always thought of old screen names as a hilarious insight into people’s past pysches,” Zoker explained to me in an
IM email. “The Facebook event was initially meant to be the start of an archival project for my Photo II class, but it didn’t fly as fine art. Smh. Regardless, it’s been a blast. Screen names are such a beautiful display of the struggle for tweens to create identity. Also, mostly, lol.”
In the meantime, we’ve compiled some of the highlights below (leaving out last names, because no one wants this crap showing up on Google). Relive your awkwardest Internet moments below, and for more AOL nostalgia, check out “your away message.”