Western Washington University Western CEDAR Klipsun Magazine Western Student Publications 1-1997 Klipsun Magazine, 1997, Volume 27, Issue 02 - January Collin Coyne Western Washington University Follow this and additional works at: https://cedar.wwu.edu/klipsun_magazine Part of the Higher Education Commons, and the Journalism Studies Commons Recommended Citation Coyne, Collin, "Klipsun Magazine, 1997, Volume 27, Issue 02 - January" (1997). Klipsun Magazine. 176. https://cedar.wwu.edu/klipsun_magazine/176 This Issue is brought to you for free and open access by the Western Student Publications at Western CEDAR. It has been accepted for inclusion in Klipsun Magazine by an authorized administrator of Western CEDAR. For more information, please contact [email protected]. western Ic T_ T_ pr> s i_j r~i Washington voXuime 27^, Xssuie 2 Edi. tore’s Note university EDITOR collin coyne The golden Buddha on the cover of your MANAGING EDITOR jennifer hayes copy of Klipsun does not necessarily appear LAYOUT COORDINATOR wendy gross courtesy of divine intervention. STORY EDITORS brian olson If God appeared in the Klipsun office while josie Stroud tim klein we were trying to select stories for an issue, PHOTOGRAPHY EDITOR ILLUSTRATOR angela santos we'd probably tell him (or her) to leave the box of pizza and keep the change. Fortunately we have some people on staff who are more STAFF WRITERS conscientious about the concept. Leaders of various religions shared their Courtney bertsch Christopher butterfield views on the Divinity with Martina and jill carnell erica christensen justin coyne lisa diaz Quincy, authors of our story about god. The naomi dillon joanne fry descriptions these people gave were similar in quincy banson jacob henifin a few ways, but more importantly, they out­ daniel hiestand erin north lined a personal relationship each of them shares Stephanie moore annie pierce with his or her god ... or God, or goddess, or kevin rus amy scribner sathya sieu linnea shapiro gods or whatever. Anyway, you may read the amy stering martina willems-pfarr line about this story in the contents page and shane wolters biyan woodward think it s about how some religion is going to save you or how you can open yourself to the world s various religions and make yourself a ADVISOR Carolyn dale better person ... not so, not us, not here. PHOTOGRAPHY CONSULTANT ann yow The story is about god, not a religion. A reli­ BUSINESS MANAGER teari brown gion is a set of rituals assigned to one set of beliefs. God is your personal explanation of the world surrounding you and your place in Klipsun is a student publication it. By this rationale, your god isn't exactly like distributed free of charge twice per anyone else's, and you learn more about the quarter. Klipsun is not a Greek concept of god when you compare definitions. word meaning, “'Damn' is not Gods last name." It is really a Lummi A college campus is a marketplace of ideas word that means “beautiful sunset." that fosters this kind of exchange, rather than Klipsun magazine is printed on 50 supressing your views, ^u can suggest that percent recycled paper, 10 percent god is in the trees, or god is nothing, or god is post-consumer waste. If you don't a state of being ... or God, or goddess, or read this issue cover to cover, then gods, or whatever. recycle it, we'll tell the Planet. Because your view of god is unique, and ©January 1997 so is the intellectual environment you're in, Special thanks goes out to Laurie we feel it is important to exchange descrip­ Rossman, Ann ^w, Margaret tions of god like people have done in this issue Loudon, Ron Bailey, Dave Ellison, of Klipsun. Roy Teeter, the print plant staff and also Bill O'Neil for continually fix­ Enjoy your stroll on the path to enlighten­ ing the computers we use to build ment. And thank you for reading. this thing. Collin Coyne, editor ON THE COVER: This statue of \^irochana Buddha stands at Ling Shen Ching Tze Temple in DEDICAnON: Redmond, Wish. Photo by Tim Klein The ^taff would like to d^icate this issue to our friend and adi^isor, Professor Carolyn Dale. This winter, Carolyn, BACK COVER: oi^erseerof more than d^irty issues, wUl be spending her first Tes*la Coil (tes' b koil) n, 1. Bug zapper of the gods. quarter away from Klipsun intwoyears. Vli thank Carolyn Photo courtesy Arthur Aubrey for her immeasurahle contribution to Klipsun and to ^ucatmg each of M in the cf making good nw^aziiM. portrait moving pictures 4 Hunter Mann takes the will-show-films-for-food approach to seeing Smalltown, USA. Story by Jacob Henifin. o OB L I €l artistic energy 8 Early electricity discoveries find modern purpose in the art of performance. Story by Justin Coyne. Atthe the Bellinghamart of Academy defending of Self Defense, Gojo-Ryuself is the canvas for a 12 community of martial artists. Story by Amy Scribner. di o ctive : divine discourse 16 God means something different to everybody. Followers take turns describing th^ Leader Story by Quincy Hanson and Martina Willems-Pfarr. 21 democracy or theocracy? For state and nation, Christianity is part of the low1 despite voices of the h(jretics Story by Kevin Rus. 22 Adeyoted visit to Westminster to AbbeyGod Monastery shows a “good life” without excesses. Story by Linnea Shapiro. pi ctora 6 livingPeople coping within Aids colorfind a rare shade of caring at Bellingham’s Sean Humphrey House. 26 Photography essay by Timothy Klein. Written by Erica Christensen. expositi just wasted energy? 30 me Junior Writing Exam is muscled between students and their registration. This amplifies the continuing question, “What’s the JWE for, anyway?” Commentary by Jill Carnell. Hunter Mann'± traveli Cinema reintroduced in examines tne dust Photos courtesy Tle sun broke the horizon like a seed 'No," flatly stated the 30-ish mayor of Sumatra. audding orange as Hunter Manns “Well, you do tonight," announced Hunter persuasively. leart steadily beat ^in rhy^m with “Cool. I will go on ahead and spread the word," said the iis legs. The nights rain began to mayor, “we could use a good laugh; all our hay bales are soak­ ev^orate from tan wheat bubble ing wet." b ana asphalt warmed beneath Hunter Two hundred pounds of 16mm film, a 16mm projector, exten­ Manns tires. sion cords and a folding screen were dragged through the mud in the trailer. It more resembled an awkward fishing lure lazily The shadow of his bike and trailer was cast long into the wiggling back and forth than the utility wagon that it was. ditch, rolling over the uneven terrain like a blanket in the wind. Hunter pumped through the mud, anticipating Sumatra to be Abandoned gas stations slouched while weeds brushed against like the many towns he had passed through while scouting loca­ their sun-bleached pine boards. A warm moist breeze swayed tions for film and commercials. Little towns that, in Garrison and rattled corroded tin Coca-Cola signs. Keillor s words, time forgot. Towns where theaters withered and The pavement ended. The last night's rain turned the road to died while attention turned to video and television. Towns Sumatra, Montana into a muddy vein. It was as if the mud where vacant marquees read “Closed Forever." respired steam in the humid June morning. “I want to take films to the forgotten populace of the The approaching white Mercedes sedan appeared to float in American outback. I tell (the residents of small towns) I show the mist, until it neared Hunter and the mud rolling off in braids things like Charlie Chaplin, Mickey Mouse and ‘Wild Wheels,' was seen and heard. A rugged, yet friendly face filled the win­ a crazy film about art cars. They trust me not to show Earth dow and asked, "Whats in the trailer?" First! or pro-abortion films," Hunter explains. This is not pro­ '‘Movies ... Got a theater?" rejoined Hunter. paganda. It's fun. portrait rural.America to.the Silver Screen. Mann kickea up along the roaa. of Hunter Mann Initially, it wasn’t fun that inspired Hunter to ride across the He also needed to find himself by leaving the broken coal lonely plains and into the hills showing films to theater-deprived community of Roslyn, ^\hshington—a town that was once con­ communities. It was something thicker and more tangible that sidered for the capitol when the territory was becoming a state. slipped away. He needed to leave the quaint brick buildings that surged with Before the Cascades slowly diminish into the rolling plains of the new vigor and vitality of Holljrwood production cash. the ^kima River \hlley some 2,000 feet above the sea, a sentinel “I needed to re-find myself and at the same time have a pur­ of pines cradles a small town that was once thought to be Alaska. pose,’ ’ he says. It was there, six years ago, where a broken heart set Mann upon Purpose may have eluded Hunter through his earlier years. his journey. Before “Love” left his good heart in lonely darkness. He was born four years after James Dean became an icon with­ Hunter Mann was a grip on the television series “Northern out a cause. The next 16 years saw Hunter the boy growing and Exposure.” learning, playing and bleeding on the calm western shores of Love was an actress Hunter adored. Times were sweet until Lake Whatcom with his six s iblings. the big Hollywood unions came and pushed them all out. A dis­ While at Sehome High School, he crashed classes at Western placed grip saw his heart displaced as well.