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April 1, 2009

Who is Dan Pawson?

Dan Pawson and Alex TrebekAnswer: a legislative aide to a Massachusetts state senator, husband, father, and University of Chicago Law School alum. In December 2007, Jeopardy! fans watched Dan Pawson, JD'06, begin a nine-game winning streak on the popular game show. He returned this past January to participate in the 2009 Jeopardy! Tournament of Champions, which aired last month. And although Pawson was happy to discuss his game-show fame with UChiBLOGo, we don't recommend mentioning the articles of the Constitution. Especially you, Professor Helmholz.

QandA_QDrop.jpgHow did you get on the show?
QandA_ADrop.jpgI got on the show by taking the online test in January 2007. The threshold to get on used to be much higher: you had to either try out in L.A. or you had to be lucky enough to be in a city that the Brain Bus visited. Now you just sign up for the online test and spend 15 minutes answering rapid-fire questions, and if you pass and they pick you, you go to a regional in-person audition, which happened for me in May 2007. Then I got the call to come on in August.
QandA_QDrop.jpgWhat kind of mental/intellectual preparation did you do before a show?
QandA_ADrop.jpgI don't have any great mental-stimulation techniques right before a game, but I did a lot of studying before the Tournament of Champions—world capitals, Shakespeare, opera, and a bunch of other categories that come up time and time again. A lot of them paid off!
QandA_QDrop.jpgWhat are your strong areas in trivia? Were there any categories you were hoping for? Any you were dreading?
QandA_ADrop.jpgI'm very strong in politics and sports and was very fortunate to get a category about baseball in the Double Jeopardy! round of the last game. That category went very, very well.
QandA_QDrop.jpgWhat was your favorite "answer"?
QandA_ADrop.jpgIs it too trite to say "Who is George?" the answer I won on ["Born in 1683, the second British king of this name was the last one not born in the British Isles"]? I guess it might be a clue to which I answered, "What is Buffy the Vampire Slayer?" ["Alyson Hannigan was nerd-hot as a geek-turned-witch on this series"] because I know there was a Buffy writer in the audience [sitting next to my wife] who squirmed a little when I said it.
QandA_QDrop.jpgAny I'm-kicking-myself moments?
QandA_ADrop.jpgNo question—the $2,000 question asking how many articles are in the Constitution. It is to my everlasting shame that I answered "six" instead of the correct answer (seven). I just started counting them in my head—Congress, executive, judiciary, full faith and credit, supremacy, amendments—but the ratification article slipped my mind. I am never going to forgive myself for that.
QandA_QDrop.jpgDo you have any behind-the-scenes secrets to share?
QandA_ADrop.jpgFor the games we were allowed to watch from the audience (in the quarterfinals, contestants that haven't played yet are sequestered), we're all quietly playing along, and virtually every one of us is phantom-buzzing. It's a disturbing compulsion.
QandA_QDrop.jpgDo you have big plans for your earnings (more than $420,000 combined)?
QandA_ADrop.jpgThe $170,000 I won in my first run is mostly accounted for now—a bunch to a house fund, a car, a trip to Vegas, some charitable contributions, and I paid off a bunch of my student loans. With the quarter million from the TOC, [my wife and I] are doubling the house fund, paying off almost all of the rest of my loans, charity again, and taking a trip to Europe. The difference is that this time, we have about $20,000 with which we have no idea what we're going to do. It's a good problem to have.
QandA_QDrop.jpgWhich is more nerve-wracking: Final Jeopardy! or facing the Socratic Method at the U of C Law School?
QandA_ADrop.jpgThe worst thing that could happen on TV is that I embarrass myself in front of 12 million people. In law school, I could get a withering comment and stare from Professor Helmholz. I'm not sure there's anything that compares to that.

Elizabeth Chan

Photo courtesy of Jeopardy! Productions Inc.



April 3, 2009

Chick it out

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Diary of a Div School chef

Chopped radishes

Little more than a butler’s pantry, the kitchen off of Swift Hall's Common Room is not cut out for the Wednesday Community Luncheon's usual 100 attendees. The cooking and dishwashing area is a ship’s galley kitchen: 20 inches wide at the narrowest. Ten student cooks—each armed with a full-size commercial cookie sheet (and an opinion)—crowd in and out of the space while preparing a vegetarian meal for students, faculty, and community members.

Chef and Divinity School graduate student Rebecca Anderson, ’10, logged the goings-on in the kitchen last Wednesday, the spring quarter's first lunch (bread, salad, soup, quiche, and strudel) and annual April 1 Franz Bibfeldt lecture.

7:45 a.m.
I arrive successfully—and uncharacteristically—before the rest of the crew. I unload the groceries that spent the night refrigerated in my car thanks to the freezing temperature the night before.

8 a.m.
Our new bread baker is the first to arrive, and I point out where the tools are that she'll need.

“Where are the attachments for the standing mixer?”
"Somewhere in these three drawers? Or maybe these cupboards?”

8:05 a.m.
I leave to park my car.

8:35 a.m.
It’s street-cleaning day, which makes parking impossible. I drive home and bike back to the Div School, where I find that some of the cooks are working on the bread and studel and others are trying to boil water to make vegetable stock for the soup.

9 a.m.
I peel carrots and chop onions for the soup.

“Does anyone feel like music?”

Someone pops the Rushmore soundtrack into a portable CD player.

9:30 a.m.
While working on the quiches, one cook remarks how disgusting and eggy it all is.

“There’s salmonella all over the kitchen."
“You don’t know that for a fact.”


10:30 a.m.
There’s always a mid-morning lull, once all the chopping is done. While the bread rises, we set the tables.

“Which side does the napkin go on?”

A twosome puts the strudels together, laboriously peeling apart sheets of delicate phyllo dough. The other cooks photocopy menus for the tables, arrange flowers, and fill carafes at the Div School coffee shop.

10:45 a.m.

“What’s burning?”

Someone accidentally left something on the stove's burner. About 15 percent of the time, it is a hot mat that has caught on fire.

11:30 a.m.
Some cooks leave to attend chapel. Everyone else starts to take care of things we ought to have done already.

“Did you fill the creamers?”
“Where's the dressing?”
“What’s this goat cheese for?”
“Who is filling the water pitchers?”
“Salad! Start the salad!”

11:50 a.m.
Lunchers start to line up in the lobby. Someone remembers to prepare the yellow soapy vat for dirty silverware.

12:02 p.m.

“I’m going to open the doors.”

12:10 p.m.
As people sit down, we start to serve drinks. In the kitchen, I ladle the soup and another cook adds a parsley garnish. We take the food out.

12:35 p.m.

“Can we start?”

The strudel takes too long. We whisper in the kitchen. Five of us, using two knives, get the messy strudel off the baking sheets and onto serving plates. We serve dessert.

Chef Rebecca with pies, before and after

Eventually the crew stands in a clump by the kitchen door, seeing that the coffee and tea are passed around. I notice something's missing.

"Whoops! The creamers are still in the fridge."

We sit down to eat while the inside-joke riddled Franz Bibfeldt lecture begins. For us it’s just a break before cleaning up, but it’s also the real Wednesday lunch.

Photos by Divinity School graduate student Monika Chaudhry, ’10.



April 8, 2009

Phoenix Pix: Apr. 6-10, 2009

Law School

Students study in the Law School. The focal-point staircase leads from the second-floor reading room to a glass-walled area with centralized student services.

Photo ©Sarah Lewert/OWPP.

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April 9, 2009

The treadmill or the cupcake

Two students were the envy of the other public-policy fourth-years last Saturday. I was one, and my Cape Town roommate was the other. The reason: our exemption—for having been abroad—from giving 15-minute presentations on our theses at the first Public Policy Symposium.

The 45 presentations were divided into nine thematic panels. I attended “Housing Policy” in the afternoon. Caroline Weisser, ‘09, investigated whether social capital can be used to reduce crime in New York City’s public housing. She began her research after the New York City Housing Authority announced a plan in May 2008 to close hundreds of community centers because of a budget crisis. Studying several factors to measure social capital, Weisser found that informal social control (people regulating each other outside of the legal system) and collective efficacy (or a group’s understanding that it can take action) had the greatest effect on reducing crime. So she concluded that the city should keep the centers open and streamline programming.

But there was some confusion in the audience about causation versus correlation. Could Weisser’s data prove, someone asked, that the community centers are actually responsible for lowering crime? What about changes in the economy, or stricter policing, or something seemingly unrelated, like the weather?

I can sympathize with the difficulty of making causal claims when it comes to crime. My own thesis is about the Chicago Housing Authority’s police force, and I’ve learned that crime data is one of the trickiest kinds to work with. So many things affect crime that it is nearly impossible to isolate a single variable. Actual crime also differs from reported crime, which differs from arrests, which differs from convictions. And crime data in places like Chicago have been subject to political maneuvering as well, meaning that old statistics may be unreliable.

At lunchtime we took a break from student presentations to hear a keynote speaker with some expertise of his own in tricky data: Charles Wheelan, PhD'98, Harris School professor and author of Naked Economics. Wheelan discussed the disconnect between good economics and policy, and good politics. If people have an option between losing weight on a treadmill or losing weight while eating cupcakes and taking magic pills at night, he said, they choose the cupcakes, however unrealistic that may be. “The essence of public policy,” Wheelan explained, “is convincing people to use the treadmill,” and “the essence of politics is talking about cupcakes.”

Professor Woody Carter disagreed during the Q&A. A sociologist, Carter believes that “people are already on their own treadmill.” What you’re telling them, he said to Wheelan, is “get off your treadmill and get on mine.” To make good policy, he continued, “we need to understand their treadmill.”

Shira Tevah, ’09



April 14, 2009

Where peeps come to dioramas

No one ever went broke overestimating the creativity of U of C people—and the entries in the University of Chicago Magazine Peeps Diorama Contest prove it. The judges had lots of fun reviewing the Maroon-themed scenes and a hard time narrowing them down to the top three winners. But that’s what judges do, and we did:

The first- and second-place winners will also receive an array of Just Born Candy goodies.

All the entries can be seen in our online Peeple's Choice gallery, where the diorama garnering the most votes—and thus a signed copy of Magazine photographer Dan Dry’s coffee-table book of University photographs, was Eliot Nest and the UnPeepables,” by Katie Hrinyak, AM'06.

April 17, 2009

Choke hold

“There are two kinds of chokes,” said Amanda Wingate, ’09, “blood chokes and air chokes. We’re going to learn both.” We started Wednesday night’s beginning Krav Maga class with air chokes, the less scary of the two, in Wingate’s opinion, because with blood chokes “you don’t know how dangerous it is until it’s too late” and the blood flow to your brain is cut off. I found air chokes intimidating enough.

I went to the class to learn some self-defense, but I had little clue what I was in for. Krav Maga is the Israeli Defense Forces’ form of martial arts. Slow motion is not a part of learning the technique; bodily contact is. After demonstrating our first move, called “forward choke with a push,” Wingate, who has studied Krav Maga for six years and taught it for five, split us into pairs. I stood on the defense side of the room across from a stranger named Sam. “I don’t know if I’m ready for this,” I said. We switched places so I could be on offense. I hedged for a moment. Then I stepped forward and closed my fingers around his neck.

He responded as we’d been shown: he stepped back, pivoted on his right foot while arcing his right arm over mine to release my grip, caught my arms with his left, and threw his right elbow inches from my temple. We did it over and over, at least a dozen times. “Are you really choking him?” Wingate asked as she walked by. She encouraged me to use more intensity. “He has to feel the adrenaline,” she explained, to be prepared for a real encounter. If we were actually hurt or uncomfortable, Wingate had told us earlier, we could tap twice on partner, body, or floor. “If I ever, ever see anyone not stop immediately after a double tap,” she warned, “you will be out of this class.”

Finally I moved to defense. The first time Sam attacked I lost my balance, panic making me forget to pivot. By the fourth or fifth time, I was better. I had a painful, burning sensation on my neck—an unsightly bruise still marks the spot. Sam and I didn’t make much small talk; all I know is his first name.

I left with an adrenaline high, feeling empowered and ready to show off. But underneath the exhilaration, I’m frightened by what I didn’t know before—like which part of the fist to punch with—and by what I still don’t know. I felt nervous and jumpy in the Henry Crown practice room, as though preparing for danger makes it more likely—a trick of the mind. It was disconcerting how quickly I got used to acting violent. But I’m willing to risk heightened fear and being desensitized for some personal security, and I’ll keep going back.

Shira Tevah, ’09

April 21, 2009

Accidental gringo

Maybe it was last week’s scathing review of his new book, Gringo: A Coming of Age in Latin America, in the New York Times. Maybe it was his hometown draw as a '99 alumnus of the Laboratory Schools. Maybe it was his famous radical parents, David Gilbert and Kathy Boudin, jailed for their activities with the Weather Underground. Whatever the reason, Chesa Boudin—author, traveler, Rhodes Scholar, and Yale law student—packed a seminar room in Kelly Hall for Monday’s lunchtime talk and book signing. His presentation, jointly sponsored by the Center for Latin American Studies and the Human Rights Program, focused on the lessons he says Americans can learn if they pay closer attention to the region’s shifting political and social movements. Boudin, 28, spent eight of the past ten years crisscrossing the continent—studying Spanish in Guatemala, descending the Cerro Rico mines in Bolivia, riding a cargo boat down the Amazon, and serving as a foreign-policy adviser to President Hugo Chávez in Venezuela. So maybe the audience showed up because they were interested in what he had to say. Here are some excerpts.

Why the book
Over the course of ten years of travel in Latin America, I came to believe that there was a story I could share that was worth sharing, that the on-the-ground experiences I had, the people I came across, the friendships I built were worth recounting to a broader audience. Not that Latin Americans aren’t capable of telling their own stories or sharing their own voices, but all too often the Latin American voices that get shared in this country are of a very narrow sector that’s not representative certainly of the social movements that I find so exciting and that have really been shaking up the region for the last ten years.
A few policy recommendations
Today in the United States, we have a unique and particular opportunity to redefine for the better our relationship with Latin America. There are three particular areas where Obama has opportunities that have vast implications for domestic policy as well as U.S. foreign policy in the region. First is the relationship with Venezuela and Cuba, which has been so strained. He can alleviate that tension and bring both of those countries back into normal diplomatic relations with the United States if he chooses to do so. The second is the war on drugs. It’s high time that the government in this country recognized it as a costly failure. Last is immigration. We should recognize the crucial role that immigrants play not only to our economy but also to the culture. It’s unconscionable that we continue to criminalize and incarcerate immigrants who come here looking for a better way of life.
How he travels
Many of the stories I ended up writing about were accidental. I don’t generally plan details, beyond visas, in advance. There’s a real advantage to not planning your trips carefully. When you’re doing overland travel, there’s a real advantage of having that flexibility because it allows you to get off the bus when a person says "Why don’t you stay at my family’s house tonight?" If I’d been flying in and out of capital cities, not only would my understanding of the region as a whole been fragmented, but I would have missed out on some of the best opportunities to get to know people in the countries I was visiting.
Why Gringo isn’t a tell-all memoir
The book has 85,000 words and about 3,000 of them are about my parents. It’s a theme of the book; it’s something I reflect on at various points, but it’s not the focus at all, and every situation where I bring them up I do it consciously within a context of a focus on Latin America.

Elizabeth Station

April 22, 2009

The greenest house

heppner.jpgThe Chicago Green Homes Program has a 1,000-point scale on which you can rate your home for energy efficiency and environmental friendliness. The first time Tim Heppner proposed his plan to the city program to certify his house as a “Chicago Green Home,” he told an audience at the Divinity School lunch on Wednesday, “the guy said, ‘You can’t get this many points.’” Heppner, an Iowa native who calls himself “just a carpenter,” had designed a home scoring 882 points. The nearest proposal was somewhere in the 300s.

Heppner and his brother Charles began their project four years ago when they bought a modest house at 86th and Marquette in South Chicago. It makes sense to build in an urban area like Chicago, Heppner says, because “there are only buildings here. We’re not going to bring back the swamps.” Starting with a whole building—instead of on empty land—was his “biggest resource.” He removed the walls and floors but says, “Every piece of wood I took out, I’m going to put back in.”

To make the house greener, Heppner put in three different layers of insulation—the walls now are 11.5 inches thick. “We’re basically at the point,” he says, “where when you open the front door,” the house is so tightly sealed that “it’s like a refrigerator.” He makes a popping sound to demonstrate and explains that a typical house has .5 air exchanges per hour, and his only has .1, meaning—in lay terms—there are never any drafts. He also calculated the angle of the sun and placed the windows so that “for 45 days in the summer, no direct sunlight will enter the windows” on the south face.

Using a topographical map of his backyard, Heppner planned rain management. The goal is to keep water away from the building, but also, Heppner says, to save it from the city’s system, where “perfectly good rainwater gets mixed with raw sewage.” Heppner’s design puts 120,000 gallons back into the environment every year with rain barrels that collect water from the roof, a garden on the garage that can take an inch of rain, and several bio-swales—“what we in the country used to call drainage ditches”—that are planted with native swamp plants and can take 400 gallons at a time.

Heppner emphasizes cost-saving with measures such as “the poor man’s geothermal heat pump,” which substitutes plastic piping and heat exchangers for an especially pricey technology. He hopes similar measures can be implemented throughout Chicago. Alhough he has worked on his home since 2005, he believes that multiple people working on a house could reduce the time to a few months. “We have to do this on 400,000 homes within the next ten years,” he says, referring to his involvement in the Chicago Climate Action Plan, “to meet the city’s sustainability goals.”

Iowa City is still Heppner’s official address, and although he spends the occasional night in the house-in-progress, it won’t be completed until June. Chicago’s greenest home is also one of its most comfortable, and Heppner is enthusiastic about finally moving in. “There’s no street noise inside,” he says, “no drafts, and the floors are radiant, so they’re warm.”

Shira Tevah, ’09

April 24, 2009

UChi Bizarre-ketplace: April 2009

All listings by...

I’m not a stalker, OK? Well, I try not to be. But the Internet makes it so easy. It started out innocently enough. While browsing UChi Marketplace, I found myself wondering, what’s a baby mini lop?

WANTED: Baby Mini Lop Ready Early- to Mid-July
I am moving into an apartment in July and would love a baby mini lop bunny. Ideally, I would like a small dog, but my busy schedule does not allow me the time to walk a dog. I have owned two bunny rabbits for 5 years now, but they’re in Mississippi with my parents since I am away in College. If you know anyone who is selling or giving away baby mini lops, I will take up to two.

Intriguing. So I thought I’d look at the other five listings she had up. Is that so wrong?

WANTED: Puppy or Small Dog
I’m looking for a small dog or puppy (that will grow no larger than 35lbs.). However, I will not be able to get the dog until early to mid-July because I will not move into my apartment until then, so if your dog is having puppies soon or you know about one that will, please let me know!

She’s moving into an apartment in July—that we know. But I thought she wouldn’t have time to walk a dog…? So I had to keep looking.

WANTED: Various Furniture
I will be moving into an apartment at the beginning of July, and I need furniture in good, usable condition. I would prefer that the items come from pet-free environments.

OK, she’s still moving into an apartment in July; that’s consistent. But she wants furniture from pet-free environments? What, so it’s in good enough shape to be scratched and chewed by a puppy or small dog or up to two mini lops?

I make a mental note not to buy any used furniture from this person in a year or so when her lease goes up. For the time being, this is her only for-sale listing.

Designer perfume, body splash, and lotion/books for Uchicago classes/Miscellany

I can’t imagine what UChicago classes you need lotion/books for. I know there are alumni of a certain age who think they’ve dumbed down the Core, but come on.

Carrie Golus, AB’91, AM’93

For more from UChi Bizarre-ketplace, check UChiBLOGo the last Friday of each month and the next issue of the Core, the College supplement to the University of Chicago Magazine, available in late May.

April 27, 2009

Out of Africa

Magazine intern Shira Tevah, ’09, spent winter quarter abroad as part of Chicago’s African Civilizations course. This is her last dispatch about her time in South Africa.—Ed.

I wore sundresses and nice shoes more often in Cape Town than I remember ever having done. That isn’t what you expect someone just back from Africa to say. It wasn’t what I had expected either—most of South Africa was more developed than I had realized it would be. On the South African rand I could afford a more elegant lifestyle than in Chicago. A fancy, several-course meal with wine usually cost less than $15, and often the temptation was too great to ignore.

My friends and I were uncomfortable spending so much time shopping, eating delicious food, and seeing occasional theater. We had hoped to focus on the sociopolitical landscape, but we didn’t find it very accessible. Cape Town is physically segregated: the city’s population is mostly white and middle- or upper-class, while the poor live miles away. Professors John and Jean Comaroff and David Bunn talked to us about volunteering and interning opportunities but warned that we might be more trouble for organizations than we’d be worth.

I did leave the city center several times to meet up with a friend of history graduate student Toussaint Losier. Losier worked with the Anti-Eviction Campaign last summer through Chicago’s Human Rights Internship Program, and he put me in contact with the campaign’s Ashraf.Ashraf introduced me to a community of squatters living in shacks of wood, tin, and plastic bags behind a housing development, planning to stay until the government gave them promised homes. I also met his cousin, a woman organizing a union of suburban hawkers upset because they were no longer allowed to sell their vegetables, socks, and electronics on the town square. But at the end of the day, I went back to my luxurious guesthouse on a hill.

We did have unlimited access to our South African professors. They invited us into their homes and introduced us to their friends. They drove us around the country for hours at a time, while we mined them for stories and information. (We were especially car-bound for two weeks in Kruger, where visitors may only exit their vehicles with a guide because of wild animals freely roving the national park). They put up with heroic amounts of student angst—about poverty, AIDS, inequality, and our place in it all—and scores of annoying questions.

I gradually pieced together an understanding of the city and nation, based on the courses, daily life, newspapers, and events including a panel of government officials from different political parties, hosted by the Institute for Democracy in South Africa. The Cape Town program was the beginning of my Africa education, and I hope to build on it in coming years. Traveling transposes a vivid picture onto the imprecise and mostly blank world map in my head, and now, as I follow the South African elections and other news, the stories resonate.

Shira Tevah, ’09



Phoenix Pix: Apr. 27-May 1

Court Theatre gala

Revelers at Court Theatre's annual April gala honored artistic director Charles Newell.

Photo by Dan Dry.

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April 29, 2009

Let the games begin

Last weekend Material Exchange—a group of four Chicago alums who breathe new life (and art) into found objects—got Hyde Parkers young and old to turn off their iPods, put down their Wiis, and step right up to their latest project, a collection of artist-made carnival games called King Ludd’s Midway Arcade.

The show, which continues this Friday and Saturday, features a hand-crafted wooden pinball machine, a giant kaleidoscope made from steel drums, a vintage 1970s air-hockey table powered by bicycles, and more. John Preus, MFA’05—who organized the show with Sara Black, MFA’06; Alta Buden, AB’07; and David Wolf, MFA’05—explained the project to UChiBLOGo via e-mail.

QandA_QDrop.jpgHow did this show get its name?
QandA_ADrop.jpgA worker’s manifesto from around 1811 and other publications were signed Ned Ludd, or King Ludd. Lore has it that Ned broke two stocking frame machines and unwittingly ignited the Luddite movement, which began as a resistance to both the introduction of new technologies in the textile industry and of free-market practices, as opposed to standardized pricing structures.
The term “midway” was coined during the World’s Fair, more or less the site of the current arcade. [The 1893 World’s Fair] stands in history as an almost inhuman accomplishment, and one that inspired thousands of people, but which also left behind a black city, squatted by the homeless, many of whom had been laborers at the fair. It seemed akin to current economic and social patterns.
The games are almost all low-tech, hand-manipulated machines in a time when the digital-gaming industry is a multibillion-dollar behemoth.
QandA_QDrop.jpgWhat are the big ideas behind it?
QandA_ADrop.jpgQuality of life as a subtle balance between individualism and cooperation, technological advancement, and restraint. The tactile joy of hand-made mechanisms. The relationship between art and games, and authorship of games as something akin to the development of a system. Games as an alternative mode of social interaction that evokes novel responses, humor, and generates social cohesion through both competition and cooperation. An arcade as a novel form of arts funding. The artists will receive royalties from the playing of the games.
QandA_QDrop.jpgHow do you hope people will respond to the games?
QandA_ADrop.jpgWe hope most of all that they enjoy playing them. We hope that they have a unique experience of games, seeing behind the curtain so to speak. We hope they are inspired to think about rules and what they mean, who makes them, and the degree to which they are adaptable.
QandA_QDrop.jpgHow is Material Exchange funded?
QandA_ADrop.jpgSome of our projects are commissions/residencies; some, like this one, are funded through admission fees; some are not funded, and we eat lentils.
QandA_QDrop.jpgHow does a recession affect artists who use recycled materials?
QandA_ADrop.jpgI’m not sure a recession has much impact on recycled materials. It affects artists who rely on patronage or grants because art is discretionary by most accounts. We would like to say we do not use recycled materials; we simply use materials that still have some life in them.

Elizabeth Station

King Ludd’s Midway Arcade continues Friday, May 1, 7-11 p.m., and Saturday, May 2, 2-8 p.m., at the Experimental Station, 6100 S. Blackstone Avenue. Adults: $5; kids $3.



April 30, 2009

Swine flu

Of the five probable swine flu cases reported in the city of Chicago so far, two are Medical Center employees, according to an e-mail Dean of Students Kimberly Goff-Crews and CFO Nim Chinniah sent to students, faculty, and staff Wednesday evening.

The University News Office is maintaining a new Web site with up-to-date information and the University’s response.

Here’s a roundup of what others in the University community are saying about swine flu—globally and locally:


David Brooks, AB’83
Op-ed columnist, commentator, and author


Kenneth Alexander
Chief of pediatric infectious diseases

Anupam Chander
Visiting law professor and scholar of globalization and digitization

Casey B. Mulligan
Chicago Booth professor of economics

Harold Pollack
Faculty chair of the Center for Health Administration Studies and SSA associate professor

Patrick C. Wilson
Assistant professor of immunology


Erin Franzinger, ’09
Fourth-year Near Eastern Languages and Civilizations major in the College and Chicago Studies program coordinator

Asher Klein, ’11
Second-year English major in the College and news editor at the Chicago Maroon


Jeremy Manier
Medical Center senior science reporter and new-media editor

University of Chicago Press editors

If we have missed a swine flu story with a University of Chicago connection, please leave a link and description as a comment. Thanks!—UChiBLOGo

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