Boise State University ScholarWorks Student Newspapers (UP 4.15) University Documents 10-22-1997 Arbiter, October 22 Students of Boise State University Although this file was scanned from the highest-quality microfilm held by Boise State University, it reveals the limitations of the source microfilm. It is possible to perform a text search of much of this material; however, there are sections where the source microfilm was too faint or unreadable to allow for text scanning. For assistance with this collection of student newspapers, please contact Special Collections and Archives at [email protected]. 'I 1 WEDNESDAt OaOBER22,1997 ---, •••• _----- -~_. __ ._--_ • .,-- •• _- --- .-._--'~'-- .. - •• ~_ - •• > WEDNESDAY, OaOBER 22, 1997 by Eric Ellis 6U'(S ::r:tJGeO@) 1b"fi.lINj(F~ A . WHIt6J So 1: nt.C(OG'O "'-0 ~AK€ A Ro,4D- TRll'S:X-rniW6St: 1 ( •••••••••••••••••••••.•••••••••••••••••.••••••• -".I!~~a.a.LIl.LL& .......-..JLLL&.LI~L&.LJ. educat.ion : I Top T~n reason's why Dirk 1 Kempthorne The { S({J)1UUrce should come for NEWS home and at become Idaho's BSU governor by Asencion Ramirez Opinion Editor 10. He's always·wanted to be the HSIC (Head Spud In Charge). 9. It's one way for the nation to stop associating him with Helen Chenoweth. (Hell,it's the reason voters sent her to Washington). 8. If he doesn't do it, Bruce Willis will. 7. "Kempthorne Kicks @$$" makes for a good slogan. 6. Spending four years in Boise seems a lot more fun than spending four more years in Washington with Larry Craig. 5. Idaho's the only state with Fry Sauce. 4. In-Idaho he stands a chance of becoming the biggest politico around. In D.C. he comes in behind way behind the likes of Clinton, Gingrich and. Helms. Hell, if politics were' football he'd be the third-string. punter. 3. See reason number 4, specifi cally the punter part. 2. Two words:."Potatoes, baby!" 1. He's another U of I graduate desperate for a job in Boise . Go Broncos! WEDNESDA'f,OaOBER 22, 1997- *$1@*A&#·-.----------- ........-- L the The man I admire most sid tographs and foggy memories. I'm not really clear as to than a contributor. w~ I wonder if that feeling will ever change. by Asendon Ramirez how it happened, but it this is a farm implement story I admire my father's ability to speak his mind. Dad's Opinion Editor involving a fuel spill and an open flame. Quick reaction cci never been very political. I don't mean in a governmental from his employers and co-workers saved him, and I m) sense, but rather in his words and actions. If he ran into don't really remember him being down too long before fai ome days, when things are really tough, I someone he didn't like, he didn't hesitate to let him he went back to work. He had to-he was the only ! wish I were someone else. Some days, when know, or at least take verbal jabs at the punk. He's never I'm still writing a paper due a half-hour bread-wilmer for the family when we were young. de had a high tolerance for bull and was quick to cut down ago, I wish I was someone who didn't write I've never seen him show any sign that the event trau- it' someone who was full of himself. • terru papers, Some days, when I'm sitting in matized him, but his face and neck are a little too red asl " yes, sometimes us kids have paid. the price for classSstaring at an empty blue book with an ever-growing and leathery. That, and the photographs I sometimes find fOI his intolerance. I used to have to work under ball of ice in my belly, Iwish I'were someone else. in my parents' closet while rummaging for some obscure pa one of the men Dad had refused kow-tow to. It Sometimes, I'wish I was Hollywood's newest leading record are the only reminders of the incident. 01' was tough to get a good work detail with that guy man whom all the girls swoon ,over. Sometimes; I wish I I admire his work ethic. He used to tell my brother and lat around, but I;m glad Dad had the guts to tell him off. was that athletic superstar with the multi-million dollar I about what he had to do for chores as a boy. Before the sic Sometimes, when I think I'm about to bite through my ann. Sometimes, Iwish Iwere anyone but me. day had even broken, our grandfather would wake him .1 tongue from listening to some pompous creep, I wish I But, after giving it a lot of careful of thought, I think if and send him out to check up on the livestock out in AI could be as expressive as my father and put that jerk in Icould be anyone in the world, I'd be my dad. Brad Pitt some distant pasture. Sometimes, he'd get lucky and pro- sa. his place. Instead, I keep biting my tongue or excusing or Brett Favre can't hold a candle to dad because I know cure an old Luger for protection. However, most of the sn myself as surreptitiously as possible. all that he's been through to provide for us. Nothing time he was armed with nothing more than an old blan- up Sometimes I wish I was bullet-proof, infatigable and against mom, because I know she's busted her tail too, ket and the family mutt. tlu witty as dear; old, gray-haired dad. When I feel like I'm but dad's got that overpowering mystique I've been Those were different times. Rustlers, rogues and or being crushed, don't have the courage to stand up any- brought up to admire. wolves were conunon threats people had to face to pro- ch more and otherwise wonder how in the world I'm going I admire his resiliency. I guess it must have '78 or '79; tect what they had. Dad couldn't have been older than to get out of a predicament with my hide intact, I wish I I don't know for sure because it's not something we real- twelve or thirteen, but he was already pulling his share. of could he half the man he is. I think if I were even half of ly discuss in the family. I've pieced most of the story Here I am at 21, with a high school diploma, working on W him, I could do all right in this world. together from overheard conversations, grisly pho- a college degree, and I still feel like more of a burden . of In started telling us he didn't have a valid pilot'S license. Vv Then they began to speculate on his condition. He had ·In defense of been picked up for drunk driving a couple of times, so di they began asking if he was flying drunk. Even if he SII was drunk, what harm would it have'causcd? He was 1111 John Denver flying above the Pacific Ocean. Was he going to plow ha .into a family of innocent pedestrians? I mean, why he should we care? Television journalists, those magnifi- Q cently talented folks who get paid for reading from a w by Damon Hunzeker TelePrompTer, should let him die in peace. Instead, they sh Columnist basically said, "If the paramedics can scrape up enough w blood, we'll let you know if he was stewed to the gills lu comparisonn to other on cheap scotch. But come on-of course he was drunk. PI celebrity deaths, I haven't He's the dork who wrote 'Thank God I'm a Country detected a lot of grief over Boy'." H I in John Denver's demise. It certainly hen President Clinton tried to eulogize him by hasn't reverberated among the public like Princess saying he was a dedicated environmentalist. ty Diana's eternal rest. Crowds of mourners aren't weep- T.That's not the reason to praise him. It was the ing along country roads. Condolence cards aren't being one useless thingJohn Denver did in his life. I mean, re showered upon the Rocky Mountains. And I'm pretty does it really take a lot of courage to come out in favor lUI sure John Denver's funeral won't be shown on interna- of trees? If you've done nothing else in your life, maybe si tiona I television for nine hours. In fact, it won't be your friendly attitude toward the environment should be SI shown at all. In fact, he probably won't even get a . acknowledged. But we're talking about a musician, not funeral. The coroner is probably a Marilyn Manson fan, a princess. so he'll just feed John Denver's bones to a bunch of Until now, I refused to say anything mean-spirited chickens in Colorado. about Princess Diana, because I felt sorry for her sons. During his life, John Denver was routinely ridiculed. During her funeral, I saw a card on her coffin inscribed at few times. It He was considered less of a man because his songs But admit it-you enjoy his music. When you're with the word "Mummy." It was sad. But screw it- if ti don't contain any lyrics about teenage angst or heroin- alone, hypnotically cruising along the freeway, and you we're going to speak ill of the dead, let's talk about her ru induced despair.