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Happy Occuween! …and the Approaching Legislative Battle on Campus

The body is a text, a medium, on to which we may exhibit our corporal writing each day and most flamboyantly we may inscribe ourselves on Halloween. As such, your faithful webmaster pounced around campus dressed as Anonymous as seen at left and was surprised at how few recognized the name considering how intricately laced the occupation is with Anonymous (PLEASE inform yourself about these “hacktivists” if you have not already). They are the truth serum rattle snakes prowling around the internet, they are the hackers of government websites, they are the cyber-warriors spawned from the depth of 4chan and worth knowing about as they progressively infiltrate the virtual landscape we’ve all come to know. It is also worth noting that the mask itself is a bit of an ironic choice of costume, for although Anonymous has adopted it for its practicality of anonymity and its association with V for Vendetta, this is thus far a peaceful resistance at least on our side of the protest and the mask holds undertones of violence from the film. The purchase of the mask also grants a small portion of the profits to Time Warner, one of the biggest media moguls out there. This is not perhaps so much a bad thing as it is an irony that points to how inevitably tangled corporate culture is in American life from the computers we use to communicate the resistance to the masks we wear in support of its agenda. Then again, there is even the deeper irony that Halloween, once a day for production (kids actually did tricks in the past) has become a day for consumption of both expensive costumes and sugary fixes. I would have been thrilled had a kid occupied my front steps but they all stared at me blankly, clutching their drooping pillow case when I asked them “What if I said trick?” Silence. “I don’t know.” Plop candy in the pillow case. “Alright, have a good night.”

Not to stray too far from the central topic at hand, Halloween was a day of some transitional stages in the Occupy Oswego set-up on campus. The occupation has certainly not ended, to comfort to worries of all those that believed it to have fizzled into oblivion: it has simply re-adjusted itself. The original tents were destroyed by a combination of rain and (confirmed rumors have informed me) a fellow destroying them in a drunken 2 AM rampage on campus. By mid-afternoon, Oswegonian occupyers were seen taking them down with sullen faces, but they assured me that there was another occupation in Campus Center. Off I went to check that out.

Indeed, after you pass the “Why Occupy?” table in the main vein of the building and ascend to the lounge, Head of the English Department Bennett Schaber can be found cross-legged and smiling beneath a tent construction amongst a plethora of chatting students and piles of hand-outs every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. “Hey, hey! A Guy Fawke mask… That’s what I’m talking about!” he shouted as I scurried past. I crouched down to meet him and his miniature library of Occupy literature that includes many different writings: the transcript of the speech Slavoj Žižek gave in Zuccotti Park, – “We are not the dreamers. We are awakening from a dream which is turning into a nightmare” – copies of the rights to free speech on campus, – “The College retains the right to determine the time, place and manner of assembly or presentation to assure the continuity and quality of the educational process in and out of class, the safety of the individuals, and the protection of property” – a wonderful piece by David Harvey, – “Many decent people are locked into the embrace of a system that is rotten to the core” – an article by Naomi Klein in The Nation, – “No. We will not pay for your crisis” – amongst a variety of at least a dozen hand-outs that will, shall we say, occupy your mind. After snapping up one of each I told him with a breathy sigh, “You are such a hippy.” He turned to the graduate student beside him and laughed. “At least I have one fan,” Schaber said.

He seems to have many fans, in fact, with an email list quickly growing and frequent visitors, despite the hoards that simply walk past. “They don’t even stop to read the sign,” he complained. But he also has opponents, having been called down twice to face administrative whiplash. “I’m constitutional!” he exclaimed, “I’m not moving! They told me ‘lawyers have probably looked at this,’ I said, ‘Yeah, they probably look at everything… Let us set up what we’ll be doing and then decide how you are going to react.” He also suggested, “Let’s have a General Assembly and invite the police and administration so we can figure it out.” Until then, he’ll be happily stationed with his political roots settling themselves nicely in the upper campus lounge.

The mounting resistance is only beginning to show its administrative claws with a newly implemented rule banning amplified sound that went into effect November 1st. This presents not so much a problem, but rather a challenge to Shane Hillman, also known as Mr.”Free Speech Friday,” who struts around the quad every Friday mid-afternoon expounding his latest quips of optimistic advice through his megaphone and encourages others to use it’s amplification as well. “What if every student approved of using amplification? That’s the great thing about policies: they only work if people follow them!” There are also the examples that harshly contradict this rule, as he explained, “What about Sheldon’s birthday party, or the Spring and Fall concerts? What are they going to do? Come up to us and say ‘Shhhhh, shhhhh. People in classes 500 feet away could hear you.’ It’s ridiculous!” This Friday Hillman plans to continue his weekly amplified event and expresses a willingness to fight. “Free speech is not just on Friday,” he said, “Free speech is everyday!”

As administrative fears of a lack of control are ascending into the hierarchical consciousness they seem unable to build themselves on fair ground and can be seen raising superfluous branches to cover and protect their weakness. Let us not allow their tree to swallow the towering structure of our tents, whether they be in the physical world or in the mind. As the legislative resistance comes head to head with our resistance, may we shake them from their hierarchical branches with our strength in numbers and mind and witness them stripped of the authority and official titles that had supported them previously. With all false façades and justifications gone, may we watch them retreat into visions of the dominance they fractured their minds to obtain and shout orders into the empty air.

Let the resistance continue.

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