For my journalism friends:
2005-06, the year of THE BEAST. A recent encounter with a journalist caused me to reflect on our pride and joy of our high school years: a lowly newspaper put together by a couple dozen already-way-too-busy students.
Sure we had our bad moments. Like the late night run to Staples that produced no results. Or the copy machines breaking down on us. Or getting the wrong size paper. And lets not forget the many missed deadlines. But despite the numerous ID cards that were destroyed in the folding process, we had a wonderful time.
We laughed and we fought, but mostly, we wrote. We wrote, about everything and anything. We wrote against the Albertos -> Vincenteos change. We interviewed only our favorite teachers. We had a book nook that was really a half page. We debated about nothing in particular. We pissed off the PE instructors. And we did it all very proudly and signed it, middle names and all.
We didn't have the best paper. We didn't have the best printers or software. It wasn't even the best sort of journalism, but we had the best of times, with the best group of people.
After reminiscing about all nine issues of THE BEAST, I wondered what it would be like if we all got together and tried it again. The madness would still be there. The disorder in the meetings, the missed deadlines. Kealan's wit, Charlie's charm, Eric spouting off Gilmore Girls quotes, Nick doodling, Emily giggling, Graham sitting apathetically and/or arguing with Wiley. Tyler rolling his eyes and me, trying to bring us all back to the point at hand. In that sense, not even Obama can alter our persons. But our writing, influenced by a couple years of maturity and countless professors later, would be phenomenal.
I'm not proposing anything. My days of bringing stress upon myself are long gone, believe it or not. I just wanted to let you all know that you're wonderful. Wonderful people for putting up with the insanity of THE BEAST. Wonderful friends, even though we're mostly out of touch. and wonderful writers, don't ever forget.
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2 comments:
I always wanted to be a part of an underground newspaper or pirate radio station...I guess it's the rebel in me. :)
creating the magazine at cal poly is pretty much going to be a BEAST of a challenge.
i thought seriously about calling it the beast TWO for a little while, in honor of paloma's beast, but i figured there could be one beast, and one beast only!
=) you're lovely and so were/are your issues of the beast.
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