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Editor Sarah Baker
Opinion Page Editor Samuel McKewon
Managing Editor Bradley Davis
Paid to lose
Husker blowouts cheat fans
out of time, money
Next September, Troy State will come to
Lincoln with absolutely no chance of winning its
football game against Nebraska. They will step
onto the Tom Osborne field full of fear as 75,000
strong make a noise unfamiliar to them.
Three hours later, Troy State will exit battered
and bruised, ridiculed. Nebraska’s side of the
scoreboard will read a strange number for foot
ball, most likely something in the 70s.
The Trojans won’t be the only ones with that
sinking feeling in their stomachs. Nebraska’s
football players will be frustrated by the lack of
competition offered by the visitors. And the fans,
scorched by the late summer heat, will feel like
they’ve been cheated out of a real football game.
The athletic directors will be the only ones left
smiling, because their athletic departments will
both be significantly richer.
Haven’t we seen this before?
Northern Illinois, Middle Tennessee State,
Pacific, Akron, Alabama
Birmingham have all been pros
One more tituted to the Big Red for a couple
NU football hundred-thousand dollars.
Saturday a They don’t deserve to be on
year means the same field as the Nebraska
that many Comhuskers. They don’t want to
more tickets be on t^ie same field as the big,
are sold bad Red, no matter what they say.
that ma’nv keeP 8etting asked back,
y though, for the same reason they
more keep coming back - cold, hard
are Make no mistake. Athletic
hawked, Director Bill Byrne anc^ Coach
that much Frank Solich know what they are
more doing when they schedule these
apparel is cream puffs. We don’t believe for a
bouaht second that they can’t find other,
more worthy opponents, even on
For starters, teams like Troy State are an auto
matic win for the Cornhuskers. Coaches, an
uptight, paranoid breed, like automatic wins.
Of course, Nebraska almost always beats
much more well-known schools (California,
Michigan St and Iowa to name a few) whose fans
enjoy watching and players enjoy playing. The
Huskers have only lost eight games in the last
seven years, after ail.
Much more importantly, though, it is the
guarantee of another Husker home game that
keeps athletic directors from the Southland,
MAC and Big West conferences on Byrne’s speed
One more NU football Saturday a year means
that many more tickets are sold, that many more
programs are hawked, that much more apparel
Byrne could get decent schools from major
conferences to come to Lincoln. He won't,
though, because in order to get Arkansas, BYU or
Minnesota to venture to Memorial Stadium, he
must guarantee them that the Huskers will
return the favor.
Why do you thinkTexas Christian University, a
talented team originally scheduled to play
Nebraska in 1999,2000 and 2001, jumped ship in
the first place? Possibly because two of those
games were in Lincoln, and Nebraska didn’t want
it any other way.
Instead, fans, who pay ever-growing season
ticket prices, are left with teams with directional
titles (Central Florida), named after oceans
(Pacific) and outright unloiowns (Utah St.).
They, and we, thank you from the bottom of
our Big Red wallets. May your pockets grow ever
Sarah Baker, Bradley Davis, Josh Funk, Matthew Hansen,
Samuel McKewon, Dane Stickney, Kimberly Sweet
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Another greek opinion
This letter is in response to Joe Scharfbillig’s letter
in Wednesday’s paper entitled “Greeks blowing
smoke.” I have been here 5-plus years now, and have
formed some opinions of my own.
I thought some of his comments were correct, but
some were a little stereotypical and ignorant
The first reason why "people hate the greek sys
tem” was because of the stupid things that fraternity
members do that are publicized. As a leader of a greek
house last year, I can reaffirm his comment that some
greek members do make bad decisions. I wish they
However, I’m pretty sure that stupidity permeates
all student groups, including the residence halls, off
campus students, and maybe even Honors Program
It does not work this way for residence halls,
whose students are disciplined and criticized on an
The third reason Mr. Scharfbillig gave that people
hate the greek system was that “people don’t under
That was a good one. Let’s hate because we are
I have a question for the Abel Residence
Association. Can I have a symbol put on the door of
the ARAs office because of my sexual orientation?
I like to have sex with farm animals. Would the
ARA please put some geometric figure on its office
door so I know that Abel is a safe space for me, too?
Perhaps a green circle or a blue diamond would
What about the heterosexuals? It’s only fair that
they also have a colored figure on the ARAs door.
The point of my sarcasm is to show we need to
think of people without regard to sexual
orientation, race, religious belief, ethnic background
or social class.
Why not just put a sign on the door that says
everyone is welcome here, or better yet, why even
put up a sign at all?
The sphere's eureka finding
“Weirdo," Jayme says,
thrusting a fruit punch sucker
into her mouth. Before our
class together, we eat Dum
Dums, fruit punch and but
terscotch, while we point and
click on various faces around W J il
the room, making up stories “-"
based on their clothes, their petaluma
hair, their little pimples. ^_^_W3tSOn
Whatever can be seen, we
use. We’re traveling critique
girls, galloping second to second in our gorgeous
detachment. It’s a Zen of sorts, an ecstasy of deroga
tory remarks. As safe as my room is after a long night
of rain. As safe as it must have been for Calvin, squint
ing across those ferns, laughing, tipping his cap.
“Weirdo,” she says again, and it annoys me on
second reference. Yes, I tell her, I got it. I think so, too.
I did not tell you for reaffirmation. Sometimes, I just
wanna be a girl and bitch about my cowboy halluci
A third reference would follow if Jayme didn’t
have her Henry to twiddle on about, as if breathing
lavender walls could rise to the importance of his
“bigger than expected rod.” Let me sum it up her 20
minute description like this: You know his rod? It’s
bigger than I expected.
“So you know what he says when he cums?”
“He says he’s gonna ‘kill it' all over me.”
rvam ... umuuuum, jayme, imgoing 10 muiuer
my white slippery stuff all over that hip of yours?’ Like
Jayme nods. Nice. This is how modern, sexual
She prattles for a moment longer but I’ve zoned
out. In class, we’ve got a pear-shaped circle of the
room - the row of desks bulges near the back like a
middle aged woman’s thighs, then, near the front,
tightens up into a clump of four desks near the top. A
class circle is never a circle. Not once. Not ever.
From my fleshy part of the room - that part of the
pear that always bruises first, I see her, near the top.
Notice is the better word; I’ve seen her before. But
now I register things - the jumpsuit, the tag on the
backpack, the way her wet hair tightens itself into
one of those high ponytails that looks like a pith hel
met, the dark, sunken eyes, the lack of eyeliner or lip
gloss or toenail polish.
Ever meet your eureka moment? Where things
click into place? Where you're suddenly smitten with
whatever, whoever? I point my butterscotch sucker
toward her in slow motion, like a dainty finger.
“Who is that?”
Jayme’s Dum-Dum is half-crunched already.
“Athlete,” she says.
"How do you know?”
“The outfit,” she says, her sucker moving up and
down to regard the girl’s lanky frame. “They all wear
university stuff like that. They get it for free.”
And yes, Jayme is right, for I get the backpack tag
now, those snappy little dog cards with a picture and
their number on it. I can make out neither from the
fleshy part of the pear, nor her sport, which seems
directly printed below.
“What sport does she play?” I ask.
"Maybe volleyball,” Jayme says. “She’s so big and
Volleyball. Volley. Ball. I like how my mouth
moves to the word. Lips touch, tongue protrudes, lips
touch. I suck on lemons the same way. Other things,
Closing my eyes to a blast of a lemon volleyball,
Teach walks in the room. Teach is short and rotund
and stringy-haired, like fur balls perched on her head
and made camp. Her thin voice makes every word
die on the back molars of her jaw, leaving this lazy
hold of vowels and consonants hanging in our ears.
It's better than a lisp, I guess; there’s no spit pol
ioping on our desks.
We had this assignment we’re meant to turn in,
this spherrrrmrre ofinnnnnnnfluence of the people
most important to our lives. Like a college educated
teacher with a fur ball of a head, Teach likes to mix
metaphors and actually structure the sphere like a
clock, thus eliminating the nature of the sphere, but
keeping the name because it’s cute and cheap.
the siiix and the twelllllve ofyourspheeeeeere,” she
Then, she says, put the auxiliarily (she likes using
versions of words that don’t actually exist) important
people at the three and nine. Then, since it’s a clock
work sphere of influence, put people, in ascending
order of importance, at the one and the two, the four
and the five, the seven and the eight, and the 10 and
Ana it there s even more lntluentiai people to plug
into your sphere, Teach says, plug them in the half
hour marks, but start at the 12, then the six, then nine
then three, then 11, and move backward from there.
Points earned for assignment: 10. Percentage of
grade earned: seven. A bottom-dollar college educa
tion I’m getting.
Jayme’s sphere is all nifty, done up in the shaded
purple colored pencils she swiped from the universi
ty store. Shock of shocks, she has stocked her sphere
with influence, and there I am, promptly stuck at the
11 ‘o’clock spot, while Henry is at the three ‘o’clock
spot, ahead of me. At least I loiow what all those Zen
moments of derogatory ecstasy were worth.
Teach asks for mine and I offer up my thoughtless
act of forgetting, as if I ever started. My excuse is short
and cute because her presence is a distraction to my
discovery - this collection of Volleyball’s physical
traits that popped like grease in my brain. Slouched
to my straight. This blank, obtuse look to my searing
You look for writing subjects in vain most of the
time. Then, when you locate one, the kind of polariz
ing being that can make a campus move to her riff, it’s
an ecstasy all completely different.
The artist perks and bobs and rushes headlong
into a deep self-absorption of another kind. That of a
creator, of a sculptor, a shaper, this idea of achieving
something more ...this is the girl.
Jayme breaks me out of my bliss.
"I’m bloated today,” Jayme said. “I had one of
those creme donuts this morning -1 knew I shouldn’t
have - and I’ve been burping like a tugboat ever
"Well,” I say, plumb-bobbing my Dum-Dum in
the air of my ecstasy. “You are what you eat”
tors are ruthless.
They are the bite
in your bills. You
know the situa
tion. I know it too
I joined the Emily
w°rld °t,dfbt Moran
when I failed to
many jackets can someone purchase in
The normal person would pur
chase one or two. But I charged four
and was just warming up. Add $350 of
clothing and $50 sunglasses from
Younkers. Then a $450 stereo at Best
Buy. Subtract one return to Target and
re-credit the store card... Total increas
es to a $1,000...
I’ll stop there. Point is, I got in debt
and fast. I don’t even really know why.
But I do know how fast. Four months.
I thought store cards didn’t seem as
dangerous as credit cards. So I applied
and got six with no credit history. I did
n’t know store cards had higher inter
ests or how long it would take to get out
So I just applied and didn’t read the
fine print. Or care so much-about the
fine print, for that matter. I should
Now I pay the $25 minimum each
month - $20 of which is interest. So
basically, I get out of debt $5 at a time.
And that is just one card out of six.
Returned check? Expect a $20 fine
from the bank and $25 fine from the
card. Then add the $20 interest. Now I
am $65 more in debt plus the prior
Skipped payment? Expect at least
20 “Out of Area” messages on the caller
ID after class. These debtors can be
ruthless. So can L I take lots of mes
sages promising “to tell Emily she
needs to pay her bill as soon as she gets
And it’s not that I don’t want to get
out of debt. I want to more than I want
to graduate. If I had the money to get
out of debt, I would. But I don’t have the
funds to pay off the entire amount. So I
pick at the amount one month at a
I pay the minimum monthly
amount and don’t budge more than
$15 or so each month after interest
charges. I could send out $100 in pay
ments and only get $35 out of debt. $35
a month will keep me in debt until I am
Sound familiar? I know I am not
alone in the debt department. I have
been dealing with debt collectors for
awhile now. So I will pass on some
pointers I found in a book: “Surviving
Debt.” These pointers explain debt col
lector conduct that violates the Fair
Debt Collection Practices Act.
These are your rights, read them.
Then repeat these rights on the phone
to harassing debt collectors, and they’ll
shut up for at least two days.
Because debt collectors - the peo
ple whom the store sends your debt to
when you can’t pay it on time - can be
experts at harassment. And harass
ment is illegal.
Harassment includes discussing
your debt with a third party.
Employers, roommates, friends, etc.
are not allowed access to this informa
tion without your permission. No
Debt collectors are not allowed to
use obscene or insulting language.
Whether or not you do is at your discre
Do not tolerate repeated and fre
quent telephone calls. Debtors are
allowed to call between 8 a.m. and 9
p.m. but not twice in 5 minutes. Keep
track of the phone calls and report
I know people who have been
threatened with arrest or seizure of
property. Don’t tolerate it. The debtor
has to have legal authority for that. No
one is arrested.
They can’t fake legal authority or
misuse legal letterheads in mailings,
either. Debt collectors like to give you
false impressions that they are affiliat
ed with the government, too. Do the
research first. Most are not.
Debt collectors also like to deposit
post-dated checks before their date. If
they do, they are breaking the law.
Most debt collectors are ruthless
and will do anything to get you to pay,
even if your accounts are current.
Understand^he Fair Debt Collection
Don’t tolerate violations to this act.
There are 25 rights listed and I covered
I am getting out of debt.
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