Sonnet 18, by William Shakespeare A Parody, by Mary Smreker

Shall I compare thee to my uncle’s toupee?
Thou art less ugly and more bearable.
Rough winds, on occasion, blow it away
And truthfully it looks quite terrible.
Sometimes too hurriedly it is adorned,
And often it appears to be askew.
And every hair to hair that then is worn
Appears as though trimm’d by chimps in a zoo.
But thine own bearing is quite well maintained,
And if synthetic it does not showest.
Thou dost look normal and not wholly plain
When the light thou doth stand in is lowest.
So long as men go bald, or eyes can see,
I will despise toupees, but not hate thee.

 

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Wordsmith by Natalie Welch

 

You are a wordsmith
shaping sculptures with your tongue
Statuesque figures
With round radial symmetry
Phrases rolling off
Caressing with inertia–

but on days
when it just barely rains
you spit fire,
molten metal behind your teeth
forging iron-alloy statues
of Zeus, jagged livewire in hand
I shy from their edges.

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Mister Angst by franCES

Hello Mister Angst,
You’re midwest dreaming:
I know your soggy heart’s
Still bleeding.

Our storm is now past
Lizards crawl at your feet.
They beg you each day,
For something to eat.

You’re still starving alone,
Your bills aren’t paid.
Your ideas are exhausted,
And your bed is unmade.

You only read a scribble,
To you, my words were useless,
Now you look at me:
Your thoughts and regrets get ruthless.

The water’s right there,
If you jump, you will drown.
But you secretly know
You’d let yourself down.

If only I’d come back
To pull you out of your burrow,
The way you glare at me,
Your eyes plead, brow furrowed.

I would have taken you to the beach,
East or West coast.
Away from all the mud,
And the currents you hate most.

I would have stolen you out,
Could have sailed you south with the dirt.
But you’re too afraid, without change,
Mister Angst has no worth.

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Last Night by Matt Ziegler

I had a dream
That I was lying awake
thinking
about writing this poem

I was hungry
So I got up and made a sandwich

And wrote about this
weird dream
I was having

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YELL AT THE MOON by chris Wacker

i got married nd we puked on e/o
soaked r newly ringéd fingers w/
bile from r innermost pts. this is a
love that the bible never got right.
coffee cups w paper spoons nd a
belief tht peter frampton will rise
again binds r chunky stomach so
aked hands w a ‘new dignity’ ok

petition to change the words our and are to ‘r’ so it is easier for usa to write
petition to change the usa to a nation committed to making its ppl ‘happy’

i hav drowned my dreams in stars that my mother said
’were unattainable’
well i have news for my mom and it is that her idea of conformity is also
‘unattainable’

its a slippery ladder ride down my sickdick
hop on nd we will journey thru my sickdick
into a utopian wet dream where yr  sickdick

is also mine nd we share popsicles
beneath evry metaphorical overpass
that accurately or inaccurately
exemplifies the things u will never achieve
c’mon ma nd pa look @ my sickdick
u made it after all
u snipd it after all

shove my sickdick in my father’s face
force obama to recognize my sickdick as a separate entity of the united states

christian Wacker was aged in a medium white oak barrel for sixteen years and fed a strict rimbaud, dobby gibson, and will eno diet. he is not real, but if he were he would produce theatre that focuses on humiliating white men as a whole. pairs well with panic attacks.

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(no subject) by France Desrochers

CAN I TRUST YOU

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by Helen Stanley

with streetlights come windowshadows and
orange-walls; right now, I am so tired
that all I can do is lie here
and wait as I listen to the world rumble in the distance.
The trains pass slowly, faintly, and though it is far
I can hear their groaning
and sighing
the whistles rub on air and ripple so slowly
slowly into my ears
soft
like moth’s wings.

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Untitled by M.M.

When we said goodbye, you said you had a problem with commitment.
But I counted three commitments stained into your skin
and I sat in awe,
knowing that I would always have the memory of you
tattooed across my brain
inked into my heart
branded into my being
even though you were afraid to have my memory
last longer than three years.

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cute girls by alex wennerberg

there is a cute girl in my poetry class there are a lot of
cute girls in my poetry class every girl in that class is a
cute girl i think even the guys are cute girls in fact every
student in all my classes are cute girls wow

yesterday a cute girl gave me a seven-layer burrito through the
taco bell drive through window the seven-layer burrito was a cute girl
also there was a cute girl baja blast the drive through window was
a cute girl my car is a very cute girl taco bell as an institution is
really just one big cute girl its crazy how they are everywhere

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by Xavier O’Brien

Blanketed Bench

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by Trista Sullivan ft. Greg Fister

feet

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by Katherine Blanner

collage

 

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by Sarah Burns

claw

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Est. WPM’s of Famous Ppl by Wolf “I’m Better Than You” Chamberlain

Est. WPM’s of Famous Ppl:
-Wolf “I’m Better Than You” Chamberlain

Bob Dylan (1963): We’re looking at the upper fifty range here. Well-crafted, sincerity that takes time.

Bob Dylan (1966): Allegedly had a brief but sultry affair with meth during the recording of Blonde on Blonde, which does explain a lot. We’re looking at the upper eighty range here, folks. He succumbed to what I like to call “The Melvin Cummerbund Effect.”

Hannibal (while crossing the Alps): Let me just take the time here to talk about how much I love elephants. They’re so god damn dignified. Two hundred words per minute.

Aphrodite: In my case study of Aphrodite I spent the majority of my time trying to determine the hypothetical worth of a pearl in the shell in Botticelli’s Birth of Venus. Looks like it’d be a standard regulation size Voit® rubber ball, the dodgeball kind we got to break nerds’ glasses with. No more student debt, no more paying for dog food, ever. Hell of a damn pearl. Ninety words per minute.

Richard Pryor: Coincidentally performed near Bob Dylan in Greenwich Village in New York in 1963. A recent biography of Pryor described him as “furious.” By the early 1970’s Pryor succumbed to “The Melvin Cummerbund Effect,” giving him the dreamlike ability to crank out seventy funny words per minute and another ten funny ones that make white people uncomfortable. Grand total of eighty.

Condi Rice: Plays a mean piano. Worked with the NSA. A minimum of twenty-five words per minute.

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Modern Day Andrew Carnegie: A Brief Interview with Kirksville’s Claudia Minor by Jojo Moorhouse

carnegieA few blocks east from Truman’s campus, on the corner of Randolph and Lewis, sits a green cabinet. This wardrobe houses Kirksville’s own “Minor Library Exchange.” The concept is simple, “Take one, Leave one.” This exchange is the brainchild of local woman Claudia Minor, inspired by a popular movement called “Little Free Library.”

“Little Free Library” began with one schoolhouse model turned into a free library in Hudson, Wisconsin in 2009. The original idea was inspired by Andrew Carnegie’s support of public libraries and “take a book, leave a book” collections in coffee shops. It has since taken off as a movement all over the country.
The goal: to build 2,510 free libraries across the country (as many free libraries as Andrew Carnegie supported) and promote childhood and adulthood reading.

I stopped by Claudia’s library exchange to talk to her about her book exchange.

JM: How did you get started with your library exchange”
CM: I felt I had the perfect spot and saw a cabinet for sale in front of a house just a few blocks from me. I bought it and the previous owners were very nice to help me transport it to my home. My son and I made a roof to protect it. I painted it and added the books. Last night I bought some clear shower curtains to have a more permanent rain cover (I use them around my chicken pen in the winter). I plan to place hooks around the top for the curtain grommets and use magnets at the bottom to keep it up against the bottom. It will overlap in front a little so the curtain can be pulled back to get to the doors/books. I also want to put up some post in the back so it will be even more sturdy. Just hope I can find a place without roots! I’ll do that this weekend and add a chair, mulch and plants. This is so much fun! I don’t care if people just borrow a book. I have tons of books to add to it although I don’t have any children’s books.
I’ve seen them online made from a mailbox, small refrigerator, phone booth, etc. but this cabinet seems just right for what I wanted to do.
(Here’s a place for ideas: littlefreelibrary.org)

JM: Can you tell our readers about yourself?
CM: My name is Claudia minor, I grew up in Kirksville. Went to high school here, went to college here.
Most of my career, I’ve been a technical illustrator for McDonald-Douglas and at Harmon industries in Kansas city and St. Louis. I was downsized and couldn’t find work as an illustrator and had to start over with my career, that was in 2000.
I decided to move back home and I work for the disabled American veterans state department of Missouri, and I love that. They donated some of these books.

JM: Why do you think it is important to exchange books?
CM: It’s a way for people to have access to free books. and I can get rid of my old used books!

JM: What is the collection like so far?
CM: There are many western books. There’s a lot of them.
I have not read any of these; actually, these were given to me.
But what I do not have is any children’s books, I would like to get some children’s books for the drawers.
There is also room up top.

JM: Are there any rules or guidelines associated with the book exchange?
CM: Just take a book leave a book, and if you do not bring it back well… that’s okay too.
Do not vandalize obviously

JM: Is there anything else you want Truman Students to know about the exchange?
CM: They are Welcome. I do also have eggs. I have Chickens in the back and I’m going to start selling those for a dollar fifty a dozen and they’re free range chickens. So they’re very healthy.

JM: I saw on Facebook you were thinking about adding another location, can you tell me about that?
CM: My dad is thinking of putting one up, I don’t know how soon that’ll be, on cottage grove. I mentioned on Facebook that may well have a trail of them, you know?
There couldn’t be too many and it might be a nice walking path, or biking path.
I saw it on the internet and thought, oh that’s gold. I thought about my dad mostly, he’s older he was a professor at the university. He has a lot of books he could put in his.

If you’ve got old books you need to get rid of and are looking for something new (to you) stop by Claudia’s “Minor Library Exchange.”
Engage with your community and read for free.

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Albums I Can Never Ever Ever Stop Listening To and Don’t Get That Much Attention by Jack Weatherfield

Fountains of Wayne
Welcome Interstate Managers (2003 – Virgin Records America, Inc.)
Yes yes yes…. Fountains of Wayne – those guys who play Stacy’s Mom – everyone’s favorite song in fifth grade. But they’re more than that. Give them a chance because your attention is well deserved. Adam Schlesinger, the bassist and main songwriter of FOW was nominated for an Oscar and Golden Globe for writing the title track of That Thing You Do.
Welcome Interstate Managers is an album expressing the time and a place that was the mid- 2000s and the vibe of the time shines true. Melodies are simple. Lyrics are either kick ya in the balls sad or slightly laughable but it doesn’t matter because Fountains of Wayne knows it. Dare I even say its eclectic? With a country song about being hung up on a girl (“Hung up on You”), a piano jam about your parents going on vacation (“Fire Island”) and a rock song about tripping acid and riding around a small town (“Supercolider”) all interspersed between sing-along-pop. Yeah – Eclectic

Neil Young
On the Beach (1974 Reprise)
Though the album isn’t first on the list, it’s first in my heart. The album, fifth in the line-up of Neil Young’s solo career, was written while carrying the weight of being famous from a solo career, the loss of some of his best friends and a whole lot of influence from what Neil only refers to as “honey slides” the album makes you want to move out to an isolated cabin on the beach and listen to it for the rest of your life. Do yourself a favor – wake up early one day, make yourself a cup of coffee and listen to the b-side starting with “On the Beach” and you’ll see what I mean.

Mott the Hoople
All the Young Dudes (1972 Columbia)
Proof that even if you have talent, famous friends, and a hit single you can’t make it big in the music bizz. It is David Bowie who deserves the credit for keeping the band afloat. Bowie is said to have written the title track specifically for the band when they were about to split up because of their lack of critical acclaim. Bowie produced the album himself and offered his saxophone skills to the album as well. “All the Young Dudes” went on to be a glam rock anthem but the rest of the album is spectacular.

The album kicks off with a more rockin, finger snappin cover of Lou Reed’s “Sweet Jane” and the Bad Company made famous “Ready for Love” makes its way on the B-side. The sax solo and harpsichord breakdown of “Sucker” is absolutely killer, not to mention the rockin riff throughout the entire song, constant cowbell, and lyrics you think at first are sexy enough to impregnate but turn out to be… just… confusing. “One of the Boys” offers a giant crescendo for a song, building on itself more and more and more until it gets to the lead singer screaming “one of the boys” with all he has in him, then fading out, and finally, back in. Mott the Hoople has the super power to make 7 minute songs feel like they’re only 3.

The Kinks
Lola vs. Powerman and the Moneygoround (1970)
I must say that every time I walk into a record store I go straight to the Ks to see if some chump didn’t recognize one of the best albums of all time. I first discovered two of the tracks through the soundtrack of Wes Anderson’s Darjeeling Limited, “Powerman” and “Strangers,” two of the best songs on the album. “Strangers” is by far the most important thing about this album to me. I will never ever stop listening to “Strangers”. I remember when I first got the album, I would play it on repeat and the track total of my iTunes reached over 300 in less than a month. I once made an entire playlist of the song to see if I could listen to it 20 times in a row. I could. I did. It never grew old.

The album covers what its like to be a working man (“Get Back in Line”), either in the real world or in the music biz (“Top of the Pops”), as well as a song about a long night with a transvestite (“Lola”) and an old friend growing up to be much more different than you would have expected them to be ( “A Long Way From Home”). Some songs are far before their time, sounding more like a mid-90s indie-rock song than a classic rock tune. “Rats” and “Powerman” offer such thoughts about the album.

Ulysses
010 (zero one zero) (Eenie Meenie Records 2004)
The only album released by the band – which was actually the side project of Robert Schneider and John Furgeson of Apples in Stereo. Ulysses’s 010 is a product of listening to too much Velvet Underground and My Bloody Valentine on tour. The songs are simple, recorded with only one microphone situated in the center of Schneider’s home studio with a few overdubs. The band was so happy with the demos what they recorded that they released it as is. 010 is a great road trip album, a sing along with high energy and every song you wish you would have written yourself.

Poison Control Center
Sad Sour Future (2010)
The best band to come out of the mid-west in the past 5 years, PCC… just… does EVERYTHING right. PCC, from Ames, Iowa, often stopped by Kirksville on tour and Patrick Tape Fleeming, guitarist of the group, went on to form Gloom Balloon who comes to Kirksville just as often as PCC used to.

The great thing about PCC is that I hear the influences of all of my favorite bands in them yet they put their own spin on it. For their second album, all of the members of Poison Control Center lived in different cities yet kept the creativity flowing by sending demos to each other. Due to each member working separately but together, every member sings lead on the album (or at least I think they do) (one sounds remarkably similar to David Berman of The Silver Jews) and the album is a wonderful grab-bag of singles with their own independent influences. Favorite tracks (although all of them are baller) include – “Yellow Image” with its 16th note synth part, funkadelic bass line and breakup lyrics the song makes my heart a little weaker with each listen. Luckily that solo/breakdown and sing along fade mends it right back up again. “Being Gone” offers a look of what its like to grow up and move away from home (Its not so easy growin old today even though ya got it all plannned out). “Cognac Dreams” feels just like a Silver Jews mid-album track and “Tiny Isles” sounds like a classic Neil Young piano number. I’d love to make a movie that ends with “Eye” where it fades to black and the credits roll in right at minute mark (the rest of the credits would be played to “Start the Revolution”). Definitely check out “Stay Golden” and “Calling Card” too.

 

Jack Weatherfield is a full-time unlicensed therapist and certified life coach from Decatur, IL.

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The Sega Dreamcast: The Biggest Thing to Happen Since the Xbox 360… Where Will YOU Be in September? By Chris Sotraidis

blake

 

We’re all familiar with the common complaints surrounding next-gen consoles, and this year is more confusing than ever. With Microsoft, Sony, Sega, and Atari all releasing new machines, consumers are finding it increasingly difficult to decide what to purchase. Common questions include:

-Can I access MY-internet on this console?
-Will tabbed browsing be less confusing?
-How many memory sticks do I need to buy to be prepared for release day?
-Will the Atari 2600 offer cross-compatibility with the Atari Styx?
– How am I going to store all my HD-DVD’s on this thing?

Luckily for those reading, I was granted exclusive access to Sega’s newest console, including a sneak-peak into the future of gaming: voice controls and football games. Turns out, all you have to do is call Sega and ask for a Dreamcast. They were practically begging for me to priority ship one to my house. I rallied up a couple of my friends (roommate and co-worker (I don’t have any friends)) to get some first impressions. You won’t be disappointed. Bruce was disappointed though.

Our first interview is with Bruce. Now, Bruce is not your typical gamer. He’s hardcore, he’s rough, and sometimes he forgets to wear his D-Pants. However, Bruce absolutely hates the Dreamcast, and does not share my BURNING desire to play football games on SDTVs.

bruce

Chris: Bruce, could you describe your initial impression of the Dreamcast in one word?
Bruce: Awkward.
Chris: Really? That single word is rather vague…could you elaborate?
Bruce: The controller is shaped like a boat and there’s only one analog stick.
Chris: Does the shape of boats bother you?
Bruce: What?
Chris: When you look at boats, boats in general, does the shape of them make you upset?
Bruce: Well I’d say they’re just awkward in general. I want nothing to do with propellers if possible.
Chris: What about smiley-face hash browns? Do anthropomorphic potatoes elicit a similar response?
Bruce: Huh? No. What? I find smiley-face potatoes to be both crispy and fun. Usually I just bite off the mouth and leave the eyes. Sometimes I stencil in ketchup frowny-eyebrows, to create a sort-of demented smiling potato that looks both happy and woefully dejected.
Chris: So it’s safe to say you’d do the same to the Dreamcast controller if it was edible?
Bruce: I’d have to draw on a face and a mouth with ketchup, but yes.
Chris: Alright, moving on. A lot of gamers are raving about Seaman. Basically, it’s a game where you control a man-fish that lives in a private aquarium. The man-fish talks to you and you control it by talking back via a microphone in the controller. What was that experience like?
Bruce: Awkward. My man-fish wasn’t the biggest fan of EDM.
Chris: Electric… dance… music?
Bruce: Truth. I kept asking him what he wanted to listen to, but he kept going on and on about how dubstep is dead and how post-dubstep is the next big thing. Personally I can’t stand James Blake. My brother and my sister don’t speak to me. But I don’t blame them?
Chris: That’s a song by James Blake, right?
Bruce: Yeah, and that’s all my man-fish wanted to listen to. The melody is admittedly catchy, but man-fish refused to eat unless I sang along with him every evening.
Chris: Hmmmm. Did you happen to use the VMU memory card included with the Dreamcast? It’s the first memory card to have a little screen and buttons so you can play pong and snake on the go.
Bruce: Yeah, I used it. Perfect for those football games I’ve been playing.
Chris: I thought you hated football?
Bruce: Oh I do. But on the Dreamcast you can select your plays without the person next to you seeing what it is. The non-backlit screen helps when you’re in the dark, too.
Chris: You played a round against Clay, didn’t you?
Bruce: *laughs, followed by a slow sniffle*. Oh I did, but Clay’s controller wasn’t even plugged in. He spent the whole time button mashing on a Xbox original controller.
Chris: What an idiot.
Bruce: Yeah *sniffle*. It’s pretty OP.
Chris: How would you compare the Dreamcast to the upcoming Xbox One?
Bruce: Xbox doesn’t have Seaman or edible controllers. Microsoft wins. End of story.

seaman

Our second interview was with Clay, who recently graduated from Truman State with a degree in Art History. Clay loves the Dreamcast and can’t wait to buy one in September.

clay

Chris: Now tell me Clay, what was your initial impression of the Dreamcast?
Clay: WOW. Where to begin? The graphics mannnn, the graphics…just incredible. It makes the Xbox look like a frickin’ joke.
Chris: So you didn’t find the whole James Blake sing-a-long with man-fish irritating or a deal-breaker?
Clay: Oh, it was definitely a deal-breaker. I’m not going to talk to just any man-fish. I want a man-fish who appreciates good post-dubstep music, like James Blake. In fact, I went as far as to purchase James Blake’s debut album on vinyl.
Chris: You mean old records?
Clay: Well yeah, I really enjoy collecting records.
Chris: What the fuck man. Like the FUCK.
Clay: …..it’s just a small hobby of mine. Just because it isn’t that popular doesn’t mean it’s bizarre.
Chris: No, it’s bizarre. Why on earth would you collect and rant about a technology that died out years ago? For nostalgia? You need that to get by? Compact disks were the predominant form of music storage when you were born. There’s no nostalgia for you here, buddy.
Clay: I’m not your buddy, friend.
Chris: I’m not your guy, buddy.
Clay: *quietly sobbing* just give me a minute.

ONE MINUTE PASSES

Chris: Alright, so what did you think of the Dreamcast controller? Bruce wanted to put ketchup all over his. Or he wanted it to be a potato or something. I honestly can’t remember.
Clay: Oh this? *holds up Xbox original controller* I found it both intuitive and non-habit forming.
Chris: Right…but Clay, that’s not a Dreamcast controller.
Clay: Yes it is.
Chris: No, it’s not.
Clay: It can be whatever I want it to be.
Chris: Okay, so it’s a Dreamcast controller.
Clay: I know.
Chris: So you liked it?
Clay: I already told you. I fucking liked it.
Chris: Okay, you liked it. Let me ask, what upcoming game release are you most excited for?
Clay: SONIC ADVENTURE!
Chris: Oh, that’s a surprise. The game looks horrible.
Clay: I just love Sonic man. I can’t explain it. I have random urges to play Sonic 2 about once a month. On those days I sit in my room and play it from start to finish.
Chris: You mentioned to me earlier that once every few years your Sonic the Hedgehog urges overlap with your Sonic drive-in urges. How do you handle those days?
Clay: I sit in the parking lot playing Sonic 2 and shove corndogs down my throat until the urges go away.
Chris: You don’t get anything to drink?
Clay: Nah man, Sonic corndogs are all I need. They’re moist.

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I hope this article will allow you to make an informed decision come September. Remember, you only get one chance to make the right choice!

Chris Sotraidis released an album over the summer that nobody listened to!
Listen to it here: demothenes.bandcamp.com/

 

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Welcome to Truman Week by Kenny Warner

Fantastic. You made it. Welcome to Truman Week, I can assure you everyone older than you feels enlivened by your presence. Believe me, we’ve seen some awful winters and worse assignments. We need your smiling, innocent, faces to give us hope. Seriously though, it’s great that you’re here, we love having you.

It’s a cliche, but college is scary. This will probably be the last time you’re going to feel that queasy back to school apprehension because next year you will be excited to come back. You might not believe me now, and you definitely won’t believe me in a few weeks when you miss home, but I’m pretty sure I’ll be right. Remember that when you’ve gone back home for the third weekend in a row that in a year you’ll be looking for ways to stay here for Thanksgiving. In a year or two you might be planning to spend a whole summer here (unimaginable, I know). We actually have a term for a summer spent in Kirksville, ready for it? It’s called “Kirksville Summer,” not one of our most creative moments.

You might want to focus on making some friends this week. Believe it or not, not everyone instantly becomes best friends with their freshman year roommate. Remember when you were a kid and had friends just because they lived next to you? I’m not saying that you shouldn’t be friends with your roommate, but it’s good to have options.
Real quickly, do not alert Facebook the first time you hear a professor curse, that is a huge rookie move. Be proud as you walk around campus with a map in your hand, maybe skip the lanyard. It might be a good idea to explore Kirksville, there is more here than meets the eye (also you can walk almost anywhere). School is important too, I guess, so maybe hit the books sometimes too.

I think that’s about all the unwarranted advice I have to give. Probably the best thing to do is probably ignore me anyway and figure stuff out by yourself. Just remember that in college learning happens everywhere, and some (maybe most) of the most important lessons happen far from a classroom. In all I recommend making a whole lot of mistakes, but make sure you learn from them. Otherwise you’re just making mistakes, and who would want to do that? Ok, maybe that wasn’t actually all the advice I had.

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Dear Reader by Alex Wennerberg

Maybe this is your first impression with The Monitor, maybe you are a long-term
reader. Most likely, you are a new freshman, sipping on mocktails, learning your dorm’s cheers and playing Frisbee with your floor on the quad. This letter is directed primarily at you.
In my first year at Truman, I retreated to my room after Truman Week and never left campus, except for one time when I walked to Taco Bell. I was completely uninvolvedin campus life, a part of no organizations, never going anywhere except class and my dorm room. Predictably, I had a rather bleak view of Kirksville. I’ve explored a bit more since then, and I’ve begun to appreciate so much more of what this place has to offer, both on- and off- campus.
Culture is not something that just “exists out there” as some strange, alien force – it is something that you actively create as a member of a community. If Kirksville or Truman doesn’t have what you want, you can create it – the things that exist on this campus and in this town are not eternal, permanent fixtures, they were created by humans who were passionate about something and dedicated enough to make it happen.

Which brings us to The Monitor. The Monitor is an independent student-run magazine, released monthly, meant to provide an outlet for arts, news, opinions, writing and culture at Truman State and in the surrounding area. This is an ambitious project for a half-page publication distributed on printer paper, but despite our modest appearance, The Monitor has been a fixture, in various manifestations, of the Truman State campus for almost 20 years.

The Monitor exists as a completely open platform – if there is something you want to say, something you want to express, report about or write upon, we seek to provide you with a place to do it, whether you’re a student, professor or community member. We want to provide the blank slate upon which you can leave your mark and help foster community. Every issue of The Monitor is different, depending on what you: our readers, help to contribute.

If you have any questions or are interested in joining our team, send us an email: trumanmonitor@gmail.com or like the “The Monitor” facebook page and send us a message. You can also contact me specifically through facebook or my personal email alexwennerberg@gmail.com. We will be having an informational meeting in Baldwin 262 at 6pm on August 28th which you are free and encouraged to attend!

MUCH LOVE,
Alex “#1 Monitor Fan” Wennerberg

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Cover by Alex Wennerberg

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