Space: The Final Frontier

by Marjorie Jensen 

Recently, Antioch’s administration has pushed for marketing our radical institution to the rich, white, straight population. While I am not totally opposed to the concept of hegemony, I believe that mainstreaming Antioch will corrupt the integrity of the college. For me, and many other students, Antioch is a place where we can be queer, alternative and revolutionary. It is our space.

Why is the concept of exclusive space so important? With a few notable exceptions (like San Francisco, neighborhoods in New York and Miami, and, of course, Boystown in Chicago) most of America is run by and for the population that the administration is working to attract. Their privilege includes having the vast majority of the power and money. They take up most of the space.

Before we come to Antioch, and after we graduate, minorities of all kinds are caught in a world where we are condemned, segregated and threatened. All we are asking for are four years (actually less, because of the time spent on co-op) in a place just for us. A liberal haven where we don’t have be subjected to the kind of discrimination that has dominated our lives. We just want a little space. I’ll give you an example. After spending a wonderful afternoon in Boystown shopping for a new vibrator, I had to work the late shift at Jimmy John’s. At 4:30am, a group of young, drunk, white, rich men filled the store. Gathering by my register, they decided to call each other “gay,� throwing the term around in a derogatory manner, contaminating the space.

I’m not sure exactly when the phenomenon of using the term “gay� as synonymous with “stupid� or “lame� began. All I know for certain is that it is still prevalent among the demographic that the administration is trying to attract. Why bring people with this attitude to Antioch? We have more than enough experience with this brand of ignorance. Why can’t we keep our space?

Now, perhaps I am showing my escapist colors. The point of claiming space, however, is not an escapist concept. Giving us the opportunity to commiserate, empathize and discuss the problems we have encountered in the “real world� is a way for us to “win victories for humanity.� For a very limited amount of time, we can bond over our collective pain in a space that is safe and positive.

Another example: when I was working as a freelance journalist in California, I was covering the Marriage Equality Act passing in the Assembly and Senate (it was later vetoed by Arnold the “discriminator�). I contacted Equality California, a major player in the campaign. Not surprisingly, an Antioch alum worked there and got me an interview with the Deputy Director of Marriage Equality USA.

This speaks to the connections that can be formed at Antioch in the queer community (or any alternative community) that will help us improve the “real world.� Antioch has historically been a breeding ground for revolutionaries. This is, in large part, due to giving us the space to meet, study, play and work with likeminded people.

I feel peaceful hegemony is a utopia beyond Antioch’s reach. Asking for less confrontation and working for mainstreaming is counter-productive. Actively recruiting people with privilege is going to lead to more confrontation. They have more to deconstruct in themselves in order to recognize the problems in society. Antioch is going to be, inherently, a confrontational space.

The way to achieve a less confrontational atmosphere is to recruit more minorities. Most colleges offer a homogenized, mainstreamed culture. Antioch is unique in our population of “others.� We experience a freedom of expression that many have never encountered before, and may never again. For the first time (and possibly the last) we have a space where we can be ourselves.

I understand Antioch is struggling. I know we need higher enrollment numbers and a far greater retention rate. But we are not going to achieve these goals by disillusioning those who come to Antioch. People search for a place where they will “belong.� Antioch promises to be that space for the radicals, the outcasts, the revolutionaries and the minorities.

The desire for our own space is not intolerance. We are not discriminating against anyone. There is no such thing as reverse prejudice. Asking for a little liberal haven does not impinge on the privilege that the majority enjoys. They have the world. Please don’t take what little space we have away from us. Antioch is the final frontier.

Street Fair was Fair

by Charles Arthur

How about a little Street Fair talk? What can I say? We’ve done it again. First of all, I’d like to thank Foster for participating in the B-Boy/ African Drum and Rhythm workshop. I would also like to thank Private Pile and Cory for playing as well. Next, I’d like to thank the dancers that took time and energy to fulfill the workshop. Last, I’d like to thank you, the people, and the kids especially, for attending. The weather was fair. People were walking up and down Xenia Avenue and Cory Street. Vendors did their best to increase sales. Good food spread all around downtown Yellow Springs. These are my thoughts as I arrived carrying two drums and a book. My phone rang like crazy up until 3:30pm. Had I known that we were going to have children doing cartwheels and handstands, perhaps I would have requested to start at an earlier time. But whatever.

Now, in order to build a civilization, there are several things that need to be addressed.

1.) Do I have the tools? (Meaning knowledge)
2.) Do I have the numbers? (The people)
3.) Do I have the health?
4.) Do I have the capital?

Stay with me. The civilization symbolizes a nation of educated students embarking on better ways to entertain, educate, evolve, and preserve community.

I have dedicated my life for such moments as these. We were in front of the bank, surrounded by crowds off people that were educated on our culture. Some people had no idea such cultures existed.

To prove a point, it was the children that could dance as if no one was looking. It was the children that were innocent. It’s the children’s innocence we live preserve. It’s not money’s capital we need the most, it’s the spirit’s capital. It’s the spirit of togetherness before anything else. The people are the numbers we need internationally to merge like we do at Street Fairs, Black and Tans, C-Shops, Malls, name it.

Let’s continue to build. Success will surely follow. Civilizations will by strong. Music will by inspiration. Drums will move millions and millions will come together thus making one huge Street Fair. This is Charles Arthur.

Take A Piece of Ohio: Dayton

By Christopher DeArcangelis

Ohio is rich, just loaded. Miles of wilderness, hills and valleys, rivers and lakes have allowed Ohio to support a massive population and to contribute to the mainstream of American culture. But, with signs of decay, overuse, mismanagement and waste nearly beating down your eye balls at a moments notice, its easy to forget about the millions of people still living in Ohio’s urban centers, as well as the rich cultural heritage surrounding them. Through tough times its industrial and commercial centers have persevered, among them, the Gem City: Dayton, Oh.

This city so close to Yellow Springs, was once as hot as boiling pot of water. Several classic American inventions were created here, including the stepladder, microfiche, cellophane tape, pop top beverage cans, space food, parking meters, the airplane supercharger, the automobile self-starter, gas masks, and the parachute (wikipedia, 2006). Famous folks abound including the Wright brothers, poet laureate Laurence Dunbar, rock and roll hero Robert Pollard and his legendary band Guided By Voices.

History

Dayton was the site of epic battles between the French and English for control of the land, actually settled and lived on by the Miami. This did not prevent the settlers from fighting until 1795 when at last the French were run out and Dayton was settled. The city began to prosper after construction of the Miami- Erie Canal, and then with the growth of railroads as a railroad hub. Dayton also grew many large industries, including Delco, the manufacturer of ignition systems and car parts, and NCR or National Cash Register. In 1913, an immense flood wracked Dayton. The city rebuilt and prospered in the World Wars that would follow.

Post WW2 production boomed and midwestern cities tasted immense wealth. With the prospects of work, hundreds of thousands from the south and beyond the continental limits migrated to the north and its cities. The racial tensions that had always been around started to come to the forefront of city life in the 1950’s and 60’s, causing some of those who had already lived in the cities to move out of the city and start anew. Dayton was not excluded from the racism and industrial exodus that would push residents out of the city. In the 1970’s and 1980’s, big companies like National Cash Register and Frigidaire downsized or moved out of the city limits. With a current population of 166,179, Dayton is Ohio’s 6th largest city. A certain neighborhood on Dayton’s west side, now called the Wright-Dunbar Village, exemplifies the negative effects of industrial relocation and racist politics. The neighborhood was once home to the Wright Brothers, Paul Laurence Dunbar, and their exploits. The Wright Brothers ran a bicycle shop there, as well as a laboratory where they built their flying machines for many years.

The neighborhood, which was based around the west bank of the Great Miami River, Third Street, Fifth St, and Broadway, took in a large population of African-Americans after the first World War and became a thriving African-American community. The construction of the highways in the fifties dislocated this area and many others from the rest of the city. Continual racial tensions continued to escalate and in 1966 the neighborhood responded with intense rioting. According to Johnson, the protesters marched down 3rd street “until met by the Mayor of Dayton in the middle of the West Third Street Bridge. Here, a dialogue between the authorities and the protesters led to a process for solving their differences. “

The neighborhood is changing, as recent developers have been renovating the area since the 1980’s, restoring old store fronts and houses. Drive off of 3rd street, south on Broadway, however, the abandoned buildings and empty lots testify to the violence of the 1960’s and 1970’s.

Getting Down in Dayton

Taking a drive around Dayton, it is plain to see that there is not to much going on. The streets are relatively empty, the lights burn low. Why, oh why would you want to go to Dayton? -Architecture Featuring classic Midwestern city architecture in the form of warehouses and that cowboy-gothic style, Dayton is the visual treat. There are many abandoned factory-compounds which have to be seen to believe the sheer vastness of operation that manufacturing used to operate at in the Midwest. Dayton also carries on the tradition of the electric trolley by employing trolley cables of yore to power its electric buses. Operating since 1888, Dayton’s electric system is the oldest of six trolley systems in the US (Wikipedia, 2006).

Nightlife

There are a few nightclubs in Dayton, including Club Masque at 74 North Jefferson, Dayton’s premier gay night club. Bars abound as they should, but be ready for drinkers from a city of hard labor and hard times.

Dayton fosters a small yet vital scene of music, as exemplified by the cities largest musical export Guided By Voices, and the hardcore music scene that consumes Dayton and Cincinnati. Check any Dayton City Guide for day by day listings of the musical happenings going on in the city.

Outdoor Splendor

A city with three rivers colliding into each other? Thankfully the city has created a path along the rivers for us to take in their beauty, and the population flight of the city has left us with many empty lots teeming with wildlife.

Take some time to enjoy Dayton. Only twenty minutes from Antioch, it is a chance to live it up in a bigsmall city. Take a step back in time or use the untapped resources to shape your future. Just like at Antioch, Dayton is whatever you want it to be. The doors wide open. Step into Dayton.

Sources:

Preservation Dayton. �Dayton History.� 1997 www.preservationdayton. com/Pages/history.asp

Wright-Dunbar Inc. “Live the Legacy: Innovation and creativity in the Wright- Dunbar Business Village.� 2002 www.wright-dunbar.org/history.html

Mary Ann Johnson. “On the Aviation Trail in the Wright Brothers’ West Side Neighborhood in Dayton, Ohio.� 2002 www.libraries.wright.edu/special/symposium/Johnson.html

Wikipedia. 2006 www.wikipedia.org

From The Editors

20061020-luke.jpgDear Community,

First, I need to apologize for being AWOL on community day, I would have loved to spend the day with you all, but the whirlwind of Black and Tan (which culminated in a postdawn trip to Kroger to purchase doughnuts for the Queer Center’s Black and Tan Recovery) really tuckered me out, and I barely made it out of bed before dark.

This week has been pretty stressful for me. I continue to struggle to credit my spring ’06 co-op (Organic farming, as it turns out, is for hippies.) Also, because of my general malaise, I did not make the deadline for turning in my time slips, and so am fast approaching broke. Unpaid speeding tickets have the state of Pennsylvania threatening to revoke my driving privileges unless I pay them $140 within the week, which because of the time-slip business, I may not be able to do. I’m scheming about possibly running to a DMV tomorrow to get an Ohio license in hopes that the trouble will disappear. I should do laundry, my room’s a mess, and somebody stole my beloved cactus from the living room of Unit 1.

There are a couple things I’m pretty pleased with though, one of them being this very fine issue of the Record that you’re holding. Our talented staff really knocked it out of the park with this one; I hope you enjoy it as much as I have. The community day pictures make us look especially wholesome, and I like that. I’m also gauging my ears. After losing some of my gaudy bling on the floor of Peach’s Bar and Grille, I decided it was time for a change. What I’m most pleased with though, is my community of vibrant, beautiful people that has shaped my character in a very profound way. I can say very surely I am a better person now than when I entered almost two years ago. My politics have changed, my understanding of our world has changed, and although our school doesn’t have state-ofthe- art facilities, a prostudent administration, a wide range of course offerings, a night-life to speak of, or a smoking tolerant dorm, at least we have each other.

And you all amaze me every day.

-Luke

20061020-foster.jpgDear Community,

Wonderful active people, please continue in your diligent efforts to bring about the change you yearn to see. Today at the Record, we have worked very hard into the morning to bring you this paper. I think that our dedication to the Record, as Community Day exemplified, is uniquely typical of this community. Of course, there is no end to the struggles we wrestle with and we cannot let down our guard, but a strong community of such workers as ourselves also plays hard. In that vein, hats off to Events Manager Melody and everyone who worked to put Black & Tan together.

Everyone get ready, this is the end of seventh week, which for those of us who have been here more than a couple of months know, means Eighth Week Crisis is right around the corner. Don’t let your guard up folks, not for one minute. Things are about to come crashing down on us, but our routine workout, if we have been good (which I think we all are ) will help us carry the load. Yes, we are pack animals of sorts, able to lift weighty burdens and carry them across the desert of academia.

I’m sorry. It’s 7:30 AM. This is, as usual the last thing left to do before we send out the paper. 7:30 AM means we have a half hour to get the PDFs to the printer. Not much time left. This is burden gets heavier. So, take a lesson for us in Main basement – Don’t procrastinate.

I swear, next week I will get to reviewing the Antioch Review.

Enjoy the paper.

Foster Neill

Layout Editor

Letter from Laura Hind

Dearest Community,

Last week an extended member of the community wrote in the Record about the insular nature of this campus, how isolated we are in our ideas, our values, and our actions. When I first read the letter, I was defensive; I thought, “How could they possibly know what it’s like?â€? And then in my head, I tried to refute their claim, dissecting the ways in which we do care about other things beside ourselves. But I’m not one who says we need to focus on greater world problems, ignore the ones in our own lives…I think it’s cheesy, but that phrase, you gotta work on your community first in order to change the greater structure, really fits. But what doesn’t fit here -at Antioch- is the ways in which we “workâ€? on our community, but you all probably knew that. We easily become reactionary when it comes to fixing our problems (that includes that administration, students, etc. everyone!). When I see that one of the bathroom stalls in my hall was kicked down from last night’s party, I get angry and immediately want to point fingers and find some kind of public way to shame the person who did it. We all know that scenario too well; it was replayed in community meeting yesterday after a piano was smashed. I guess what I’m getting at is all too simple but seemingly much too hard. We need to work on more longterm goals to challenge systemic problems. So, the whole “cowboys and Indiansâ€? party controversy – it needs to be addressed with a deeper vision and commitment of an anti-racist education. Allen G. Johnson was a start, but please, let’s put our egos aside, and find places to inject “our valuesâ€? in the structure of this community. Culture only exists in practice and we need to practice everyday. I am inspired everyday here, and I think sometimes we need to remind ourselves of those good things and continue to bring this education and dialog into a greater context. Creativity is key. We are all creative. Thanks for reading this corny attempt to communicate.

Much Love,
~Lauren Hind