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Page 2 Tuesday, March 1,1988 'imon 'Metal Machine Madness' strikes Tbe weekend was marked by a series of disturbing and not unrelated incidents. I'm not superstitious, but after this weekend I'm beginning to wonder if some strange new driver is not behind the wheel of the bus. It started innocently enough with a phone cal) from my roommate Friday night He was in Sacramento and had been drinking, but had good news. He had found a copy of the highly prized, out of print Lou Reed album "Metal Machine Music.'' The album is literally more than an hour of screeching electronic feedback stretched over two records and comes complete with a disclaimer that labels it as a medical product A commercial failure, the album has found an audience with mental patients and people convicted of such horrible crimes as stapling the family dog to the neighbor's front door on Christmas Eve. I decided it would be a welcome addition to the family record collection and went to bed feeling like an an collector. Saturday morning my roommate called back with a strange story. He had just seen a children's television show on which a 100- foot high Elvis parade float had exploded, kilting hundreds of innocent people. He was sober. I was scared. Something had clearly happened during the night It was hot normal to have such terrible acts of violence broadcast for our nation's youth. I had work to do, so I tried to put the visions of a flying death Elvis out of my mind. It seemed to work and I spent the early pan of the evening watching ok) people play bingo. I decided the whole incident must have been the result of alcohol poisoning or perhaps stress. Why not? I recently heard a chorus of angels singing outside my bedroom after three sleepless days. They sang so well during the 45-minute concert that I spent nearly half an hour searching the apartment for the leader so that 1 could thank him. The next ten hours were filled with a storm that brought hurricane strength winds and saw the Great Rain God repeatedly flush his toilet over Fresno. I was filled with a violent desire to hunt down Barry Manilow and rip his ears off with a parr of rusty pliers. I couldn't sleep, began sweating heavily and kept hearing sirens, which seemed to be traveling in circles around my apartment complex. It was almost twelve hours later when the sirens finally began to sound as if they were heading out of town. I was shaking but relieved when I grabbed the Sunday paper from the back porch. "Everything will be OK," I thought to myself. "A hole light reading and Til be as good as new." No sooner had I reached the second page when 1 was struck by devastating news. Husker Du, one of America's finest bands, had broken up over the weekend. I was saddened but kept reading, hoping to find one of those stories with a dateline from Nepal that claims a woman had given birth to her own mother. Instead, I discovered two stories on one page that finally did me in. "Exploding snail blinds diner," read lhe headline to one. The other was a story about infamous mass murderer John Wayne Gacy's love letters to a woman who he intends to many. Gacy, you will remember, is the man who dressed as a clown and killed 33 young men in Chicago. A Chicago newspaper had printed Gacy's letters which contained such bizarre babbling as his plan to open a halfway house for "homy girls and party my butt off in orgies." He called the Royal family a bunch of sissies and claimed he was reduced to tears by an Olympic skating event It all made sense now. Gacy knew we had "Metal Machine Music." In fact he may have somehow been responsible for us getting the album. Everything that had happened during the weekend was a direct result of a 14-year-old record album falling into the wrong hands. The storm, the sirens, the killer Elvis, even Husker Du. I kept thinking of that poor woman who was bunded by the exploding snail. Did Lou Reed know what a monster he had created? It sounds paranoid, but until some action is taken, things can only get worse. I fear for Brooke Shields' life. I'm not sure why, but her name keeps popping into my mind. And seven members of ihe Denver Broncos will die in a terrible incident involving a vai of nacho cheese. There is an answer and I feel that it is my responsibility to share it wiih you. At least one side of "Metal Machine Music," all sixteen minutes and one second of it must be played on ihe air at a local radio station. It must be done soon. Within a week. Please don'i fight it. Think of your family. Think of that poor woman and the exploding snail. Kurt Hegrs's column appears every other Tueday in The Daily Collegian. Reader Response to The Daily Collegian is welcome. Please send letters of no more than 250 words to The Daily Collegian, Keats Campus Building California State University Fresno, Fresno, California 93740-0042. Letters must be signed and have the author's name, telephone number, and i Coverage commended Dear Editor, I would like to commend Donnell Alexander on the splendid job that was done on the article about Astone and Silveria on Feb. 25.1 wrote a letter a few weeks ago that was highly critical of the misrepresentation of facts by one of your guest columnists. This article, on the other hand, was well- organized, offers enough comments from both sides of the issues and was researched well. Furtnermore, since it was not intended to be a commentary but rather a news report, the article did not imply any bias to one side or the other. The article simply reported the facts. Keep up die good work. Sincerely, Dan Auema Response necessary Dear Editor, I feel this whole idea of people writing to Reader Response to voice their interpretation of someone else's Reader Response letter is getting a little out of hand. Regardless, I felt compelled to enter in after reading Robert Hoenig, Jr.'s letter in Feb. 25 Daily Collegian. Lei me state that I'm currently inactive as a member of ihe Theta Pi chapter of Tau Kappa Epsilon on Chico State's campus. Recently transferring to Fresno State, I've had the opportunity to speak with individuals of various Greek organizations on this campus in hopes of learning more about the Greek community. J I'm interpreting Mr. Koenig's experience with fraternity life as somewhat irregular. That is not to say that excessive drinking and the abuse of illegal substances doesn't take place. I would like to point oul that Greek letters on your chest are not however, a prerequisite for this to happen. As far as the life-long friendships are concerned, the members of Tau Kappa Epsilon will always be a fond memory as well as an important part of my growing years. The "bond" that lakes place is not just a bunch of hype, Mr. Koenig; maybe you just weren't a compatible person. Sincerely, Phil Klinkenborg Nobody's puppet Dear Editor, Mr. Aviles obviously isn't talking about the same Sean Ford that is in the AS Senate. He must be referring to someone else because I cannot im agine Sean as being anybody's puppet or a brownnose. I h.ive seen Sean in action on campus and he does seem to be a very friendly person. Possibly, this is what Mr. Aviles mistakes for brownnosing. Ii is possible that Mr. Aviles has no friends and therefore has no point of reference to tell the difference. Sean has approached many diverse groups on campus: GLSA, PSYCHO, IFC, and others. In each instance he has expressed an interest in their goals and interests. I am of the opinion that that attitude and practice to be fine for a senator-at-large. in fact, thai is what should be expected of someone in that position. Mr. Aviles, before you accuse me of being a puppet or a brownnose, I would very strongly suggest lhat you consult with my enemies. Sincerely, David W. Loeffler BA History USA (Ret) Sr. IE Not his darling Dear Editor, I wouldn't have bothered responding to Frank Aviles letter, but the stupid jerk committed one unforgiveable sin—he called me "Darling." Frankie, sweetie, where I come from you don't call someone "Darling" unless (A) you've kissed her feet or (B) you've slept in them—and sugar pie, you don't stand a donkey's chance in paradise at either one. Furthermore, aren't you the same fella who was removed from office last semester on charges of a total lack of honesty or integrity? You're in deeper than a long- hom wearing size 12 boots, baby doll. Could you be a little bitty bit jealous and resentful because no one would ever be accused of saying they admire your intellectual insight and respect your concern for student rights? You can't tell the difference between friendship and puppcteering? Since you're so well acquainted with the Counseling Center, honey bunch, why don't you let them explain it to* you. While-nosed as always Bev McKenna Missing the positive Dear Editor, I am responding to the letter in which Robert Koenig, Jr. wrote in the February 25 edition. It is not too often in which I waste my valuable time in writing a letter to the editor, for I do so only when I deem it necessary. Robert, I applaud you for bringing out in lhe open a few problems with the Greek system, for I am a brother of a distinguished fraternity of ihe mall. Indeed, the ideals of creating "life-long friendships" is a major fallacy, for only in reality do we see that you are very fortunate to escape with two, or maybe even three "life-long friendships" from a fraternity. And yes, a few brothers even treat you like dirt at times, which, in itself, contradicts the fraternity ideal. However, I think you failed to realize that the ratio of "positive-to-negaiive" aspects is overwhelming. College is not only a time to bury yourself in books, for it also involves meeting people of different back- Please see LETTERS, page 9 The Daily Collegian Founded in 1922 Th fain f Harm B subtWatd by the AMMaaaVd Studttt* rf CSUF urftteranmo-ptrataK dally nctpt Sttirdiy*. Sunday* MmiatiM week isduitlvnaalyhi^jy.. The MM*office la looted is the Keen Ctmpua Building VnmoAsmstsmWm. EdaWrWtacISWIWt NeweH-e: 2M-1UL7; ot the California iMrrmlksialr Pib Ajaodaifon. Saibacrlpanm at available by mill Wrwrvw. 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Title | 1988_03 The Daily Collegian March 1988 |
Alternative Title | Daily Collegian (California State University, Fresno) |
Publisher | Associated Students of Fresno State, Fresno, Calif. |
Publication Date | 1988 |
Description | Daily (except weekends) during the school year. Microfilm. Palo Alto, Calif. : BMI Library Microfilms, 1986- microfilm reels ; 35 mm. Vol.1, no.1 (Feb 8, 1922)- |
Subject | California State University, Fresno -- Periodicals. |
Contributors | Assocated Students of Fresno State. |
Coverage | Vol.1, no.1 (Feb 8, 1922)- to present |
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Title | March 1, 1988, Page 2 |
Alternative Title | Daily Collegian (California State University, Fresno) |
Publisher | Associated Students of Fresno State, Fresno, Calif. |
Publication Date | 1988 |
Description | Daily (except weekends) during the school year. Microfilm. Palo Alto, Calif. : BMI Library Microfilms, 1986- microfilm reels ; 35 mm. Vol.1, no.1 (Feb 8, 1922)- |
Subject | California State University, Fresno -- Periodicals. |
Contributors | Assocated Students of Fresno State. |
Coverage | Vol.1, no.1 (Feb 8, 1922)- to present |
Format | Microfilm reels, 35 mm. |
Technical Information | Scanned at 600 dpi; TIFF; Microfilm ScanPro 2000 "E-image data" |
Language | eng |
Full-Text-Search | Page 2 Tuesday, March 1,1988 'imon 'Metal Machine Madness' strikes Tbe weekend was marked by a series of disturbing and not unrelated incidents. I'm not superstitious, but after this weekend I'm beginning to wonder if some strange new driver is not behind the wheel of the bus. It started innocently enough with a phone cal) from my roommate Friday night He was in Sacramento and had been drinking, but had good news. He had found a copy of the highly prized, out of print Lou Reed album "Metal Machine Music.'' The album is literally more than an hour of screeching electronic feedback stretched over two records and comes complete with a disclaimer that labels it as a medical product A commercial failure, the album has found an audience with mental patients and people convicted of such horrible crimes as stapling the family dog to the neighbor's front door on Christmas Eve. I decided it would be a welcome addition to the family record collection and went to bed feeling like an an collector. Saturday morning my roommate called back with a strange story. He had just seen a children's television show on which a 100- foot high Elvis parade float had exploded, kilting hundreds of innocent people. He was sober. I was scared. Something had clearly happened during the night It was hot normal to have such terrible acts of violence broadcast for our nation's youth. I had work to do, so I tried to put the visions of a flying death Elvis out of my mind. It seemed to work and I spent the early pan of the evening watching ok) people play bingo. I decided the whole incident must have been the result of alcohol poisoning or perhaps stress. Why not? I recently heard a chorus of angels singing outside my bedroom after three sleepless days. They sang so well during the 45-minute concert that I spent nearly half an hour searching the apartment for the leader so that 1 could thank him. The next ten hours were filled with a storm that brought hurricane strength winds and saw the Great Rain God repeatedly flush his toilet over Fresno. I was filled with a violent desire to hunt down Barry Manilow and rip his ears off with a parr of rusty pliers. I couldn't sleep, began sweating heavily and kept hearing sirens, which seemed to be traveling in circles around my apartment complex. It was almost twelve hours later when the sirens finally began to sound as if they were heading out of town. I was shaking but relieved when I grabbed the Sunday paper from the back porch. "Everything will be OK," I thought to myself. "A hole light reading and Til be as good as new." No sooner had I reached the second page when 1 was struck by devastating news. Husker Du, one of America's finest bands, had broken up over the weekend. I was saddened but kept reading, hoping to find one of those stories with a dateline from Nepal that claims a woman had given birth to her own mother. Instead, I discovered two stories on one page that finally did me in. "Exploding snail blinds diner," read lhe headline to one. The other was a story about infamous mass murderer John Wayne Gacy's love letters to a woman who he intends to many. Gacy, you will remember, is the man who dressed as a clown and killed 33 young men in Chicago. A Chicago newspaper had printed Gacy's letters which contained such bizarre babbling as his plan to open a halfway house for "homy girls and party my butt off in orgies." He called the Royal family a bunch of sissies and claimed he was reduced to tears by an Olympic skating event It all made sense now. Gacy knew we had "Metal Machine Music." In fact he may have somehow been responsible for us getting the album. Everything that had happened during the weekend was a direct result of a 14-year-old record album falling into the wrong hands. The storm, the sirens, the killer Elvis, even Husker Du. I kept thinking of that poor woman who was bunded by the exploding snail. Did Lou Reed know what a monster he had created? It sounds paranoid, but until some action is taken, things can only get worse. I fear for Brooke Shields' life. I'm not sure why, but her name keeps popping into my mind. And seven members of ihe Denver Broncos will die in a terrible incident involving a vai of nacho cheese. There is an answer and I feel that it is my responsibility to share it wiih you. At least one side of "Metal Machine Music," all sixteen minutes and one second of it must be played on ihe air at a local radio station. It must be done soon. Within a week. Please don'i fight it. Think of your family. Think of that poor woman and the exploding snail. Kurt Hegrs's column appears every other Tueday in The Daily Collegian. Reader Response to The Daily Collegian is welcome. Please send letters of no more than 250 words to The Daily Collegian, Keats Campus Building California State University Fresno, Fresno, California 93740-0042. Letters must be signed and have the author's name, telephone number, and i Coverage commended Dear Editor, I would like to commend Donnell Alexander on the splendid job that was done on the article about Astone and Silveria on Feb. 25.1 wrote a letter a few weeks ago that was highly critical of the misrepresentation of facts by one of your guest columnists. This article, on the other hand, was well- organized, offers enough comments from both sides of the issues and was researched well. Furtnermore, since it was not intended to be a commentary but rather a news report, the article did not imply any bias to one side or the other. The article simply reported the facts. Keep up die good work. Sincerely, Dan Auema Response necessary Dear Editor, I feel this whole idea of people writing to Reader Response to voice their interpretation of someone else's Reader Response letter is getting a little out of hand. Regardless, I felt compelled to enter in after reading Robert Hoenig, Jr.'s letter in Feb. 25 Daily Collegian. Lei me state that I'm currently inactive as a member of ihe Theta Pi chapter of Tau Kappa Epsilon on Chico State's campus. Recently transferring to Fresno State, I've had the opportunity to speak with individuals of various Greek organizations on this campus in hopes of learning more about the Greek community. J I'm interpreting Mr. Koenig's experience with fraternity life as somewhat irregular. That is not to say that excessive drinking and the abuse of illegal substances doesn't take place. I would like to point oul that Greek letters on your chest are not however, a prerequisite for this to happen. As far as the life-long friendships are concerned, the members of Tau Kappa Epsilon will always be a fond memory as well as an important part of my growing years. The "bond" that lakes place is not just a bunch of hype, Mr. Koenig; maybe you just weren't a compatible person. Sincerely, Phil Klinkenborg Nobody's puppet Dear Editor, Mr. Aviles obviously isn't talking about the same Sean Ford that is in the AS Senate. He must be referring to someone else because I cannot im agine Sean as being anybody's puppet or a brownnose. I h.ive seen Sean in action on campus and he does seem to be a very friendly person. Possibly, this is what Mr. Aviles mistakes for brownnosing. Ii is possible that Mr. Aviles has no friends and therefore has no point of reference to tell the difference. Sean has approached many diverse groups on campus: GLSA, PSYCHO, IFC, and others. In each instance he has expressed an interest in their goals and interests. I am of the opinion that that attitude and practice to be fine for a senator-at-large. in fact, thai is what should be expected of someone in that position. Mr. Aviles, before you accuse me of being a puppet or a brownnose, I would very strongly suggest lhat you consult with my enemies. Sincerely, David W. Loeffler BA History USA (Ret) Sr. IE Not his darling Dear Editor, I wouldn't have bothered responding to Frank Aviles letter, but the stupid jerk committed one unforgiveable sin—he called me "Darling." Frankie, sweetie, where I come from you don't call someone "Darling" unless (A) you've kissed her feet or (B) you've slept in them—and sugar pie, you don't stand a donkey's chance in paradise at either one. Furthermore, aren't you the same fella who was removed from office last semester on charges of a total lack of honesty or integrity? You're in deeper than a long- hom wearing size 12 boots, baby doll. Could you be a little bitty bit jealous and resentful because no one would ever be accused of saying they admire your intellectual insight and respect your concern for student rights? You can't tell the difference between friendship and puppcteering? Since you're so well acquainted with the Counseling Center, honey bunch, why don't you let them explain it to* you. While-nosed as always Bev McKenna Missing the positive Dear Editor, I am responding to the letter in which Robert Koenig, Jr. wrote in the February 25 edition. It is not too often in which I waste my valuable time in writing a letter to the editor, for I do so only when I deem it necessary. Robert, I applaud you for bringing out in lhe open a few problems with the Greek system, for I am a brother of a distinguished fraternity of ihe mall. Indeed, the ideals of creating "life-long friendships" is a major fallacy, for only in reality do we see that you are very fortunate to escape with two, or maybe even three "life-long friendships" from a fraternity. And yes, a few brothers even treat you like dirt at times, which, in itself, contradicts the fraternity ideal. However, I think you failed to realize that the ratio of "positive-to-negaiive" aspects is overwhelming. College is not only a time to bury yourself in books, for it also involves meeting people of different back- Please see LETTERS, page 9 The Daily Collegian Founded in 1922 Th fain f Harm B subtWatd by the AMMaaaVd Studttt* rf CSUF urftteranmo-ptrataK dally nctpt Sttirdiy*. Sunday* MmiatiM week isduitlvnaalyhi^jy.. The MM*office la looted is the Keen Ctmpua Building VnmoAsmstsmWm. EdaWrWtacISWIWt NeweH-e: 2M-1UL7; ot the California iMrrmlksialr Pib Ajaodaifon. Saibacrlpanm at available by mill Wrwrvw. The oranlOM Dubtkhed on thai pan in MX neomarily IhoH of Tie Deify BLOOM COUNTY by Berke Breathed rrer taoM gem. tsvmSL /XT TO PfM 111 just KXWM#>£jcmN /W IMPfRRifc |