Elevator  Etiquette

By Amy Porter
Editor in Chief

  Elevators in the Main complex have been a pain as long as I’ve gone to LC. They’re slow, crowded and are known to make scary noises. I have two classes on Baldwin’s fourth floor and generally chose to trek up all four flights of stairs, twice a day, instead of cramming into that small, noisy space. If I think I might be late, I’ll surely be if I wait for the elevator to come back down, floor by floor.
  The elevators are clearly marked: “People with Disabilities Have Priority on the Elevator.” To me, this means, if you are capable of taking the stairs, and someone who can’t needs to change floors, you get off to let the other person on. LC has a number of students in wheelchairs that obviously can’t take the stairs. If an elevator full of students stops on a floor with a person in a wheelchair, you’d think the other students would have the courtesy to get off and let the wheelchair-bound individual on board.
  Unfortunately, this is not the case. If studious students exist at LC, I’ve certainly never seen them. And I ask myself “why”? Are we really that lazy? Is it so important to have ridden in the elevator? The girl in the wheelchair says “Oh, it’s okay, I’ll wait” to an elevator full of capable climbing stairs, but is it really okay?
  And what’s up with the people who get on at floor two and ride aaaaalllllllll the way down to floor one? That particular      trend is beyond me.
  In closing, feel free to use the elevators at LC, but please be courteous. And remember: “People with Disabilities Have Priority on the Elevator.”

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I, Nerd: The Magical Editorial

By  Ben Harris
Reporter

My name is Ben Harris.  I can program HTML, Harry Potter is my favorite book series and I have led Mega Man through 96 pattern-based bosses.  I am a nerd.
     I am a member of the elite underground.  Though not readily equipped with a pocket protector and cowlick, I definitely fall in the prerequisite for “dork.”  Know what else?  I’m proud.
     I love anime, video games and computers.  MMORPG’s are like a giant birthday party for me.  I can tell you what MMORPG stands for.  Cheat codes for 50 percent of all Nintendo games have been burned into my retinas, and I’ll be able to recite them long after I’ve forgotten my first name. 
     Although shows like Dragonball Z and Yu-Gi-Oh are focused mainly on kids 12 and under, I still watch them religiously, as if they were a bad accident.  I have to.  It’s a disease.
     I enjoy the gaming styles of the Legend of Zelda and Mega Man much more than is considered healthy.  If I could, I would actually eat them.
        Still think I’m normal?  Dungeons and Dragons.  Advanced.  Need I say more?  My nerdity surpasses that of the common man, into the plains of immortal nerditude.  I stand proud!  Kind of!  I call my fellow nerds forth!  Unite! 
      We are the gamers, standing in anticipation for the next installment of Final Fantasy! We are the roleplayers, pretending we’re knights and wizards because we can’t use magic in the real world!  We’re the webmasters, cartoonists, trekkies, and can recite every word from every Star Wars film!  Be not afraid!  Step into the light, and announce your nerdom with me!  Just bathe first.

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“The B-Movie Review,” Review

By Chris Ayala
Entertainment Editor

    In case you were wondering where your precious B-Movie Review was in this last edition, go ask Nick Harvey.  No, seriously, if you can find the man, ask him.  Here at The Bridge office, we have officially declared him A.W.O.L. 
      We have no clue where he is or where he has been for the past month now.  So consequently, that leaves me, your furry, loveable, friend Chris the NEW Entertainment/Humor Editor.
    Nick didn’t actually edit Entertainment, though.  Actually, Nick didn’t edit anything.  Nick was Copy Editor, and he was our layout guy.  Which basically means he was in charge of taking all of our mixed up stories, unscramble them, check them for errors and put them down on paper.  In other words, make the paper look presentable.  Nick did not make the paper look presentable, however.  For the simple reason  that come deadlines, he was nowhere to be found. 
    We all have our theories here at The Bridge as to what ever happened to this strange fuzzy man of jest.  I, for one, believe that the enormous amount of pressure that is Adobe PageMaker finally got to him one day, so he hopped out of his chair and ran screaming from the building, tearing off his clothes.  I have reason to believe that Nick now lives as a hermit somewhere in the Bluffs coming out only to eat rare species of birds and the occasional tourist. 

            Since his disappearance, Stephanie Orr has been made copy editor and the paper has been without its B-Movie.  As sad as having no B-Movie Review sounds, there is no need to worry.  I’m making it my mission to entertain you.  I think I’ll start by introducing you to my new and improved ****Caption Contest. ****

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Stargazing: It Should Be Easier than This

By Stephanie Hoke
Assistant Editor

    I am normally a student that can work through small problems with much ease. However, this semester is not the same. I signed up for a class that I really believed I would love. I read the first few chapters of the book before the class even started. I entered the classroom ready to discuss all that the universe contained.
    Instead, I found a man that was everything short of a good teacher. On the very first day, he told us stories of misdirecting new students when they asked for directions. This to me was a little unsettling, but things proceeded to get worse.
    For the class schedule he handed us a sheet of paper that said after every six or seven chapters there would be a test. That may seem fine, but he never had a set method of discussing the chapters. He would spend a week on one chapter and a day on another.
    He had said that no person could make up a quiz for any reason. Well that is convenient, considering that we never knew what days they were going to be on. He proceeded to hold a quiz on September 11, refusing to allow students to share in the observances held on campus.
    When I shared my concern with him about the lack of consistency in the class he treated me like a moron. He told the class that it was our fault and he was not there to teach us everything. He encouraged us to ask questions. Yet, when we did he only answered the ones he wanted to and never did a thorough job of it.
    For every chapter we are to get onto the computer and email him a question we wanted answered. He would then pull them up for the class and degrade them, saying how silly the questions were. This made me furious.
    I went to class one day, ready to start the chapter and he said that he brought the quizzes for the chapter we were starting. He wanted us to take them now since we did not know what question we wanted him to go over first.
    I was mad. I told him that I was here to learn and if he was not going to help with that process then I would leave. I told him that all he was concerned about was throwing quizzes at us, and we knew nothing on them. I shared with him that he told us just to read the chapter once and he would answer our questions, but he never would give us a straight answer and he would even laugh at us.
    When he tried to deny this the class rose to agree with me. He did not change. So I withdrew from the class, and I feel sorry for anyone who wishes to learn about the universe from that man, because it will not happen.

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