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On this week’s Editor’s Podcast, we talk about movies, covering everything from the new Star Wars trailer to the recent release of “True Story” (read our review of it here: campuscitizen.tumblr.com/post/1165781…sm-crime-and)
Here’s the films we chat about:
- True Story
- Avengers: Age of Ultron
- Spectre (new James Bond Movie)
- Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens
By Vince Roberts
IUPUI alumnus Jeremy Hough has made craft beer history by opening Indiana’s first and only brew-on-premise operation just south of Indianapolis.
Hough said what his business does is offer craft beer lovers who, “Don’t know what they’re doing and don’t have the equipment and basically, walk them through the steps and help them come out with a product that’s pretty good.”
Brew-By-U is the company’s name and it is located just south of County Line Road on State Road 135 in Greenwood. The shop officially opened just after Christmas last year. Hough said business was slow at the start but has begun to pick up due to promotions such as Groupons.
What makes the store unique besides the fact that it’s the only one in the state, is that it gives customers the opportunity to brew their own craft beer using Brew-By-U’s equipment and resources. Self-brewing at home is possible but can get expensive because of the cost.
Hough got the idea for Brew-By-U after attending a Wine and Canvas event. “I’ve been a home brewer and I’ve always wanted to do my own business,” he said. After attending the event he had the idea that someone should do this with beer.
One of the hardest parts of running the business, Hough said, is running it around a full-time job. “I can’t let it affect my day job,” he said. Hough is a director of business operations at Franciscan Physician Network and runs Brew-By-U in his spare time — which means lunch breaks, after work and on the weekends. He explained his dedication: “Any business, if you’re going to be successful, you have to be passionate about it. You can’t really go into it half-hearted or it’s just not going to work.”
Hough earned his master’s degree in health administration from IUPUI in 1997 and his master’s degree in business administration in 2001. What he knows now is that despite having gotten the two master’s degrees, the MHA was a MBA with a medical twist — a thought to consider for IUPUI students who are considering either options. “What I learned in my MHA was almost identical to what I learned in my MBA,” he said.
Another selling poing of Brew-By-U’s business is that it is one of the only places around that sell self-brewing supplies to customers. Hough claimed that not many places around sell the equipment so he figured that could be another way to make money. Another characteristic quality of his business is that — of the handful of brew-on-premise shops around the country — Hough’s is the only one that has electric brewing kettles, which he installed himself.
Brewing supplies and ingredients are also offered on the shop’s website. Groupons have become a way for Hough to grow his business and he’s trying any way he can. He said that his business has become an activity for groups and there’s even been a bachelor party there.
By Casey Kenworthy
The Whittman Industry’s massive central office building stood proud and robust within the bleak, miserable poverty stricken atmosphere that surrounded it. The building’s walls, constructed with a thick, ash gray marble that was decorated with small specks that resembled a salt and pepper collage. Situated at the front were erected pillars as thick as sequoias, their height rivaling that of an ordinary four story metropolis building.
Standing out on the first step of the marble etched steps that angled up and stretched out like a small, pearl-white mountain range, Chauncey strained his neck back in order to observe the building’s spectacular sight. He felt as though he were looking at one of those ancient Greek palaces that honored their Gods, or to be more precise, looking at the palace of Zeus himself.
Chauncey began the ascent towards the top, his feet occasionally slipping on steps that were dabbed with spots of ice. Snow continued to fall heavily and the chilling wind whipped harder than before, with his exposed flesh protruding from his coat’s cuffs burning from its intensity. He paused to adjust his apparel with the hopes of being able to shield away the cold, pulling his coat in tighter around his torso and hunching over to keep his face out of the breeze way.
As he reached the top, a large copper coated door with a decorated gothic archway held firm in a closed position. In front of it stood a man, one of the numerous guards hired to patrol the office’s terrace.
Chauncey approached the man, a rather bulky individual with a clean-shaven face that brandished a few scars around the left side of his cheek. He was dressed in the typical Whittman security attire: a matching navy blue coat and trousers with a red trim around the seams; a matching navy blue flat-topped patrolman hat seated atop his head; and black, obsidian colored boots with a sheen that glistened like oil under sunlight. A pistol was strapped to his right side, and in in his left hand he clutched a Billy club.
“Good evening,” Chauncey said aloud, situated roughly four steps away from where the guard was positioned.
The guard remained silent, his gaze looking beyond Chauncey as though he weren’t even standing there.
“I’d like to speak with Mr. Whittman”, Chauncey went on, “I have something I’d like to ask him.”
The man continued to look outward, but eventually opened his mouth to speak. “Do you have an appointment scheduled?”, he asked.
“No, I don’t, but would it be—”
“Walk-in appointment hours are over,” the man interrupted in a monotone voice, twisting the club as he spoke, “Come back tomorrow morning at nine o’clock”.
“I really don’t have that kind of time,” Chauncey pressed on, “Please, sir, it’s an emergency, I need to speak–”
“No appointment,” the guard shouted in retort, “no entry! If you have a hard time understanding that,” he made a hand gesture toward his pistol hanging idle,
“there are other ways off getting the point across.”
Recoiling back from the harsh response, Chauncey slowly began to turn and head back down the steps, but he paused his motion. His mind began to wander off and ponder how it would be when he went back home and told the news to Mildred, watched her wither and cry in his arms just as she had before. What it would be like to hear little Sammy’s dreadful crying again…
Chauncey turned back around and walked up face to face with the guard, looked him square in the eyes with gritted teeth.
“Look,” Chauncey said, “The reason why I’m here is because my infant son is back at home suffering in agony from the scarlet fever. The mining district’s hospital is filled up, and the only way to get him in is through an incentive payment to get to the top of the list. I need an advanced paycheck to do so.
The guard looked at him with squinted eyes, his mouth slightly ajar as though he wanted to say something but didn’t know what.
Chauncey continued. “You’re out here late at night standing in the freezing cold. When I go down into the hellacious world of the coalmines, the only thing that gets me through the miserable conditions is the thought of my wife and son to support back at home. I have a feeling you’re doing the same right now.”
The guard broke eyes with Chauncey and drifted his gaze downward.
“Please, from one father to another,” Chauncey said, “Let me speak with him.”
The guard brought his gaze up and met Chauncey’s eyes once again.
“I can’t let you in this way,” he whispered softly, “but there’s a supply shipment happening now at the eastern receiving door. If you hurry, you might be able to sneak in with the workers unloading there. But if you do manage to get in and talk with Mr. Whittman,” the guard grabbed Chauncey’s right shoulder and pulled him in closer, “You didn’t come in this way.”
“Thank you so much!” Chauncey whispered back.
“Remember,” the guard warned one last time, “for the sake of my family, you didn’t come in this way.”
Loud grunting and slamming could be heard from the supply truck parked in front of the receiving door. Six bodies moved in and out like marching ants from the door to the large truck.
“Easy with that piece there, knuckle head!” shouted a large, loud-mouthed man who was without a doubt the foreman of this project, “It’s worth more than all of you imbeciles put together!”
Chauncey leaned out from the corner he was hidden behind and waited for a good moment to move. Five minutes later a loud crash ruptured from inside the front portion of the truck.
“Damn it Marco!” the foreman shouted in rage, “That’s coming out of your pay!”
He and the other grunts rushed in to help clean up the accident, and Chauncey seized the opportunity. Sprinting around the corner and up the metal steps leading to the large receiving door, he raced inside and ran down the large hallway to the end of the corridor where another door resided. Opening it and stepping through, Chauncey found himself in an exquisite looking lobby.
Just as impressive as the exterior, the empty lobby he found himself in shined with a polished gray marble floor that made footsteps echo as though it were a cave. A large fountain, spewing cerulean blue water that emanated a pleasant salt smell that portrayed the atmosphere of the sea, sat in the middle of the room underneath a huge overhanging chandelier that dangled what appeared to be diamond tassels. The most significant piece, however, was the huge portrait painting of a man that took up the entire northern wall. A metal plated caption plate situated under it read: “In memory of Richard Whittman, 1819-1881”.
Richard Whittman, the original founder of the Whittman Industries, was the man who built the company from the ground up and was said to be just as cruel and unforgiving as his son James, Richard’s eldest son who inherited the company’s fortune upon his father’s death. Any laborer who lived during the time of Richard Whittman’s ruling easily described him as “the meanest son of a bitch who ever walked God’s green acres”.
A middle-aged woman with silvery hair and beady spectacles quickly passed through the lobby, her high heels clattering on the floor as she hastened through. Upon seeing Chauncey, she stopped and questioned him.
“I beg your pardon,” she asked, “But is there something I can help you with?”
Chauncey paused for a moment, his mind racing for an excuse.
At last he answered. “Yes, um, there was an accident outside with one of Mr. Whittman’s delivery pieces,” he took a moment to swallow and gather the rest of his lie together, “and, um, the foreman asked for me to report it to him in person, give him the details on what broke and how it happened.”
The woman looked at Chauncey from over the rims of her glasses, taking in his appearance and the bogus lie he offered to her.
“Very well, follow me,” she said, twisting her mouth into a disapproved smile as she turned and motioned for him to follow her.
After trailing through the various hallways and stairwells that rivaled the mind boggling, inescapable confusion of Daedalus’ labyrinth, Chauncey and the receptionist reached a door marked with gold letters that read “J.W.”.
“This is it,” Chauncey said to himself silently, “I’m right in front of the lion’s den now.”
The receptionist paused in front of the door and turned to him.
“Wait here for just a moment, please,” she said.
She rapped on the door with a slight knock three times, opened it and then stepped inside.
Chauncey’s nerves began to tingle with a mixture of fear and anticipation, his palms growing moist from being clenched so tight. It felt as though his heart was beating in his throat while his stomach had the most agitated butterflies. He’d never seen a glimpse of Mr. James Whittman before, let alone spoken to him.
The door clicked open, and the receptionist slid out into the hall.
“You may see him now,” she said, gesturing for him to come in.
To Be Continued…
Be on the look out for part three, coming April 24th.
Dennis Barbosa (@DennisBarbosa86) speaks with lawyer Karen Celestino-Horseman, City-County councilor Zach Adamson, and attendee Rhiannon Carlson about Indiana’s new RFRA law after panelists speak to attendees at IUPUI’s Taylor Hall, April 7. Some compared RFRA to the old sundown laws. Do you agree? Listen in to hear what was said.
By Vince Roberts
The time has come for college seniors everywhere to put down their pencils and put on their caps and gowns. The culmination of years of hard work is finally paying off and learned men and women will gather together to be honored by their professors, peers and family for the completion of their degrees.
Tradition dictates that colleges and universities worldwide honor the achievements of their students, which have cleared the hurdles of college life and are now graduating. For some students though, this ceremony can be a costly endeavor.
“It’s a bit expensive,” senior Jhalak Patel said. She is one of many seniors across campus who has made the decision to participate in the graduation ceremony.
IUPUI has taken the steps to provide its graduates with the accommodations necessary to prepare for Commencement 2015. Like many other colleges and universities, IUPUI has opted to go through Herff Jones for their student recognition needs. IUPUI students who are eligible for graduation at the end of the spring 2015 semester have been notified via email with general commencement information as well as a link to the Herff Jones website.
Although some may consider the products of Herff Jones pricey, others say cost is not unlike high school graduation.
“Compared to high school, the prices are about the same,” senior Liz Solie said. Solie is graduating this May from the IUPUI School of Science and was not pleased with her lack of options. “I wish I had the option to not order a package.”
Students who decide to participate in the ceremony have been given a variety of options with varying costs. Those who decide to order just their cap, gown and tassel—the bare minimum—are looking at a cost of just over $50. Whereas students who would like to purchase announcements, thank you notes and envelope seals are looking to spend at least $100 more than that. Frames for diplomas and class rings are also an option to graduates but both are quite costly.
Ultimately, each student is different and will have to choose whether or not he or she feels it is worth it to pay for the cap and gown and be a part of the ceremonies. Some, like Daniel Barlow, who is a construction management major and senior in the IUPUI School of Engineering and Technology, believe that no matter the cost of graduation materials, they are worth it.
“You go to college for four years and you drop thousands of dollars,” said Barlow when asked if the prices affect his decision to participate in graduation. “It’s definitely worth it.”
The Commencement 2015 ceremonies will take place May 9 to 10.
Part 3 of a series on campus sexual assault
By Dennis Barbosa (@DennisBarbosa86)
Photo credit: Dennis Barbosa
It’s easy for colleges to save face and jump behind the Family Educational Rights and Privacy Act shield when the definition of education record is so all-encompassing. When Congress originally passed FERPA in 1974 the intent was to protect student privacy for educational records, but since then the statute has undergone such radical changes that a record does not need to be educational to be considered an education record.
Most Indiana colleges are still processing The Campus Citizen’s requests for disciplinary records involving violent crimes and nonforcible sexual offenses, documents permitted for release through FERPA’s 1998 amendment. A few have unofficially granted our request while others have denied it. With these inconsistent applications of FERPA to open records requests, one must wonder what the problem is.
From 1974 to 2001, FERPA has been amended nine times. James Buckley, former federal judge and author of FERPA, intended the law to be a shield for student privacy rights not something for universities to hide behind. “I am not so much concerned about the workload or convenience of the educational bureaucracy but, rather, with the personal rights of America’s children and their parents,” Buckley said in the 1974 Congressional Record. “What do the schools and federal agencies have to hide?”
Plenty is the answer
In 2012, an IU freshman was forcibly groped by another student in her dorm. Federal law defines a forcible sex offense as rape, sodomy, sexual assault with an object, and fondling. The university suspended him for two semesters and issued a no-contact order. One year later the freshman was shocked to see him again at her work place. When her manager called the police they arrived and said they could do nothing without a state-issued protective order. The freshman said she did not feel safe after that and was unaware her no-contact order did not hold any legal weight. When asked for comment, Amber Monroe, director of the IU Office of Student Ethics, declined and said in an email that FERPA prohibited her response to such inquiries.
“It’s overly broad to say that FERPA forbids discussing a situation entirely. That’s just wrong,” said Frank LoMonte, executive director of the Student Press Law Center. “I don’t think there’s a question that colleges take an overly broad interpretation of FERPA when it serves their purposes to conceal unpleasant information. It’s so commonplace for colleges to claim FERPA for the outcome of sexual assault cases, you have to assume what’s going on is that they don’t want the public to know how leniently they’ve treated these offenders.”
Ball State University said in an email that the requested records by The Campus Citizen were not locatable because the university does not compile records in that manner. But even if such records were located the university said they would be prohibited by FERPA because the information would make student victims or witnesses easily identifiable. Without prior written consent, FERPA does prohibit victim and witnesses identities from being released. However, The Campus Citizen said records with such identities redacted would be acceptable. The university’s response remained unchanged. Purdue University replied in a similar manner. The university said in an email that they did not classify violations of its policies under FERPA terminology such as a violent crime or nonforcible sex offense. Federal law defines a “nonforcible” sex offense as statutory rape or incest. Purdue said therefore they had no meaningful way of determining which records were applicable to our request, but even if they could they would not be required under Indiana’s Access to Open Records Act.
The Campus Citizen requested a copy of records that show the names of individuals who were found responsible for a crime of violence or a nonforcible sex offense through a school disciplinary proceeding in 2012-2014, as well as the university rule the student was accused of violating, the sanction imposed, the date of the sanction and the sanction’s length of time. All this information is permissible for release by FERPA. According to Indiana’s open records law, a school is not generally required to create a list for an open records request if it doesn’t exist already. However, if the agency maintains electronic records they must make a reasonable effort to satisfy the records request.
“It’s a valid answer under state open records law to say that we just don’t have that document. That is a valid response if the document doesn’t exist,” SPLC director LoMonte said. “But in this situation, you really have to ask yourself: How is it possible that they don’t keep records in this way? That raises a really important safety question. If they don’t know the answer to who has been held responsible to crimes and how they’ve been punished, that seems like a huge flaw in their safety procedures.”
Tell Congress not colleges
Critics of the way media scrutinize colleges and universities for their use of FERPA say that the attention is misguided. If someone has a problem with FERPA protecting too many records the appropriate response is not to accuse schools of hiding behind the law but to address Congress to change the definition of education record.
“My own personal views, I wouldn’t have an objection to somewhat greater openness within disciplinary systems because I think people would find out that they are not jokes,” said Steve McDonald, Rhode Island School of Design general counsel. “I don’t necessarily disagree with the Student Press Law Center’s policy objectives, but their reading of FERPA is really odd. It’s more of wishful thinking. If they really want to change FERPA, they should really be addressing it to Congress.”
Even when taking McDonald’s stance on FERPA, addressing Congress still does not permit ignoring such noncompliance from schools in cases where it is clearly unwarranted. According to FERPA, an education record is broadly defined as being directly related to a student, and maintained by an educational agency or by a party acting for the agency.
“This is unfortunately a frequent occurrence even when we say to a university that a student or faculty member that we are writing on behalf of has signed a FERPA waiver to allow us to freely discuss their case with the university,” said Azhar Majeed, program director of Foundation for Individual Rights in Education.“FERPA is meant to be something that protects student rights and that’s something that’s used as shield by universities to prevent themselves from having to discuss a case or to acknowledge the fact that a particular act of censorship or punishment has taken place. So frequently what we will see is either a refusal to discuss a case altogether with us or, in a more limited sense, a university using FERPA as an excuse to not release a particular document or educational record.”
Illustration by Jacob Dehart
By Casey Kenworthy
The wind whipped with a savage, unforgiving chill as three company members stood huddled around one of the many community fire barrels, their hands stretched out towards its warmth with the hopes of it taking their minds away from the frigid pace of snow that plummeted from the gray, late evening sky and covered all of the surrounding scenery with a thick white quilt. The barrel’s soothing glow illuminated the men’s faces and held their attention in a fixed trance that relaxed their sore, weary eyes from the day’s usual events. The man at the left of the barrel — a stout fellow with a wool hat pulled tight on top of his head that clashed with his bushy, rusty gray facial hair that decorated his face — let out a lung throbbing cough that snapped the other two men’s attention from their entrancement.
“Still got that retched cough, eh Gunner?” inquired Shamus, a young, light spirited Irishmen of about 23, who stood stationed at the center of the barrel.
Clearing his throat, Gunner hacked up a rather unpleasant red-spotted mucus and spat it out onto the ground nearby him.
“Them damn coal mines ain’t helpin’ it none,” he replied. “Gets worse as we dig deeper n’ deeper.” He took a small pause and scratched his head, letting loose a heavy sigh. “Gotta bring food to the table somehow, though.”
Shamus rubbed his hands together vigorously, softly blowing his warm breath onto them.
“You outta grab yerself a pack o’ lozenges from the shop,” he said back. “Heard they dropped em’ down te twenty cents now.”
Gunner let out a snort that needed no explanation. A wage given from Mr. James Whittman, heir to the Whittman industrial fortune, left you with little to no money for anything aside from the essential bread and water that was just enough to put something in the belly. Shamus, a fairly new member of the Whittman Mining Division, was still ignorant of how life was going to be.
The Whittman Industries specialized in three different areas of development: mining, manufacturing, and engineering. Although diversified, each division’s contribution played a key role in the nation’s economic upbringing. The coal mined from Whitman Industries powered more than three quarters of the locomotives that traveled across the country. Steel manufactured in a Whittman facility became the structures of the monumental towering buildings being constructed in New York. The products and ideas that emerged from the Whittman Engineering Facilities provided innovation and enhanced technologies that offered both satisfaction and praise from the United States Federal Government. But the most prominent and well-known aspect of Whittman Industries was the company town it provided to house its laborers. Through years of hard-working success, the Whittman family had become national royalty, the hierarchy of American wealth and prestige.
All thanks to the backbreaking labor supplied from its laborers, individuals who saw no gracious rewards for their support of this industrial giant. In addition to low wages, Whittman Industries supplies the company town, a small established town created by the Industry that houses the workers at so called “cheap rates.” Although from an outside perspective it may sound delightful. Once inside things prove otherwise. The town is nothing short of an urban ghetto with the squalid, ram shackled buildings placed within a dilapidated environment. To make matters worse, the money rewarded to them was not U.S. standard issued currency, but rather company currency that held zero value outside of the town. No labor union dared to rally the workers, or rather slaves, of the Whittman Industry, as they greatly feared the security team, a group of men who monitor the company town’s population and make sure it does what it’s expected to do. The End Result would be brutal.
Essentially, once a worker in debts his life to Whittman Industries, he’s selling his soul to the devil.
The sound of a small baby wailing soon filled the men’s ears. The man positioned to the right of the barrel, who’d been silent and lost in deep thought, turned his head towards the direction of the heart wrenching cry, his mouth twisting into a distressed frown.
Gunner, observing the man’s change in demeanor, responded accordingly. “The little one doin’ any better, Chauncey?”
The man named Chauncey looked at him with swelled eyes that signified a regretful doubt. “The fever is persistent,” he replied. “No matter what we try it just won’t go away.”
The sound of frantic footsteps soon filled the men’s ears. Turning to look, the outline of a young female could be seen jogging towards them, her face stricken with panic. It was Mildred, Chauncey’s young wife.
“Chauncey, Chauncey,” she exclaimed in between exasperated breaths, “I can’t take it anymore!” She ran straight into him, wrapping her arms around him while burying her face into his broad chest. “I can’t stand to see our little Sammy in pain!”
Chauncey held his grieving wife with an iron clasped hug, resting his mouth on top of her head. She looked up at him with a river of tears streaming from her eyes, her body trembling with terror. “What are we going to do?” she asked.
Shamus, oblivious to the tragedy, made a sympathetic inquiry. “What’s the matter?” he asked.
“It’s my newborn son,” Chauncey replied. “We think he might be stricken with the scarlet fever, and we can’t find a way to treat him.”
“Have ye tried te hospital?”
“We have, but they’re overbooked,” he said, his eyes dropping to the ground. “We don’t have enough money to pay the incentive fee. It could be months before we even make it half way up the list.”
The shrill cry of young baby Sammy rang out into the night once more. Chauncey turned his head towards its direction. “We don’t have that kind of time,” he murmured aloud.
“Well why didn’t ye say so, Chaunce?” Shamus piped up exuberantly, “I’ll lone ye some money so you can make it to te top o’ the list! Just pay me back when ye can!”
“That’s kind of you, Shamus, but I couldn’t take your money.”
Shamus persisted, “I insist!”
“No,” Chauncey said, “I have another way.”
Mildred’s head jerked up again. “Another way?” she questioned with surprise, “What is it, Chauncey?”
He looked deep into Mildred’s eyes with a burning determination. “I’m going to ask Mr. Whittman for an advanced payment.”
Gunner’s eyes shot wide open, his mouth agape with surprise. “He’ll never agree to that, Chauncey!”
“I’ll make him agree,” Chauncey said, “I have to do it for my son!”
To be continued…
Be on the look out for part two, coming April 17th.
2015 March Madness Music Festival
Photos by Leighann Strollo (@leighannns)
Dennis Barbosa (@DennisBarbosa86) reports on the IUPUI Multicultural Center forum on RFRA. Hear from Rick Sutton, LGBT lobbyist, Alvaro Tori, physician in pediatric critical care at Riley Hospital and assistant dean for diversity affairs for IU School of Medicine, and Xiomara Martinez,
IUPUI freshman attendee, after the forum in the Campus Center Theater on March 26.
Event to raise money for Breast Cancer Awareness.
By Leighann Strollo (@leighannns)
On April 10, IUPUI’s finest men will compete in a talent show for the attention and affection of Greek Life across campus. They’ll be the kings of the castle, the biggest men on campus.
Hosted by Zeta Tau Alpha, Lambda Epsilon Chapter, a sorority at IUPUI with philanthropic ties to breast cancer awareness and education, they have been avidly trying to raise money for IUPUI’s 3rd annual ‘Big Man on Campus,’ their biggest event of the year.
After raising almost $20,000 over the fist two years combined, the ladies of Zeta Tau Alpha are setting even higher goals, and hoping to reach them. ZTA is trying to spread the word of their talent show beyond Greek life, and getting everyone involved in what is sure to be a battle of the best.
Between the fun of candle and T-shirt sales, Twitter trends, and sponsorships, it’s almost easy to forget that 100% of the money raised for this fun event gets donated directly to ZTA’s national philanthropy of breast cancer education and awareness.
“This is extremely important to our colony because it allowed us to raise money for a magnificent cause,” Adam Thomas, Phi Gamma Delta’s BMOC contestant said.
For the past two years, this event has brought together the IUPUI community to share something special and create a bond over a good cause.
“The initial reason I did BMOC was, of course, because it’s a wonderful cause. But it was more an outlet to perform again. Last semester, my girlfriend’s aunt, who I am close with, was diagnosed with breast cancer and it became even more [than that]. Now I have motivation to raise even more money,” Thomas said.
“All in all, everyone that is participating are big men on campus because of the time and effort put toward none in eight, instead of one in eight,” he added, meaning that one in every eight women are diagnosed with breast cancer. While the talent show is fun, the cause is serious, and there is a cancer-free goal to be met.
While the Delta Sigma Phi men have been dominating in bringing home the crown year after year, IUPUI’s fraternities have sent six fantastic candidates to the floor to battle it out for the big title. With six of ZTA’s own coaches, these fraternity members will showcase their talents on the stage for all of IUPUI to see.
“If we win it gives us bragging rights,” Thomas joked, though the fraternities do take the honor very seriously.
The women of Zeta Tau Alpha have done a wonderful job contributing their hours of hard work to a great cause, not only with hosting and raising money, but coaching the contestants with their talents the whole way through.
“Being my second year as a BMOC coach, I’ve learned the development of fundraising techniques while collaborating with other great minds,” Jordan Welty, BMOC coach and member of Zeta Tau Alpha, said.
The six fraternity members will compete in a battle of their talents that range from singing to dancing to stand-up.
“You’re really there for your contestant from a moral standpoint, and you build a great bond with the other coaches and contestants,” Welty added.
“Seeing the effect raising money for breast cancer awareness has is one of the great things about it,” Welty, the coach of the Delta Sigma Phi contestant continued. “It’s all for a good cause, and that’s what’s important.”
This year’s Big Man On Campus event will take place on April 10, at 7:00 pm with an eight-dollar admission in the banquet hall of IUPUI’s Campus Center.
Episode 1 of the Campus Citizen Sports Podcast featuring Elizabeth Cotter (@ekcotter18), Antonio Gomez (@toneio_G), and David Schroeder (@thedavidabides). Directed by Leighann Strollo (@leighannns) and produced by Benjamin Cooley (@cooley_bdexter).
On this week’s episode, the cast covers…
- Oscar Robertson’s visit to IUPUI’s campus
- Chuck Pagano’s lame duck season
- The first NFL female referee
- Reggie Wayne making a possible comeback
- Signings for the Indianapolis Colts
By Leighann Strollo (@leighannns)
While most students were packing up the cars and heading somewhere sunny and warm for Spring Break, the comic book nerds and superhero movie enthusiasts stuck around a few extra days in dirty, snow-covered Indianapolis to indulge in their nerdy pleasures.
From March 13 to 15, cosplayers and fans alike shared in an unforgettable experience in Comic-Con.
A consensus among most people, upon first walking in the Convention Center doors, was that it seemed so much better than previous years. It took hours to walk through the rows of comic book and trinket sellers before heading to events being held throughout the convention.
Some of the bigger hits were “Nerdy Speed Dating” where people could meet other people who enjoyed Comic-Con as much as they did. For the adults, ‘Gideo Vames’ where attendees 21 and over could get drunk and play video games.
There was even an impromptu group from Florida, “Penguin Knife Fight,” who put on a kid-friendly show during the day, but drew a packed room of adults later that night with the promise of a not so kid-friendly show.
There were also tons of workshops to attend for those who wish to be more behind the scenes. “The 10 Commandments of Self-Publishing,” and “Writing and Publishing Superhero Fiction” both focused on helping aspiring writers to achieve their goals by giving them the insight, and tools they need.
With a “Superhero Daycare” to watch after attendees children and a “Game Cave” for people to relax in, it’s easy to forget there are photo-op opportunities and Q&A’s with some of the most influential celebrities and writers in the nerd-world.
The highlight of Day 1 was the Q&A with Billy West, most well-known for voicing the character Fry, on the cartoon Futurama. Talking about everything from his bad home life as a child to his love of the Beach Boys, West shared a candid look into his life. By the time the panel was over there was a more personal feeling between West and the audience. His mantra, “If I can do it, anyone can,” appeared to have struck a chord with the group.
As the days went on, the panels grew as bigger stars appeared. Among them were Jenna Coleman, the latest companion on Dr. Who, who drew a lot of fans and Carrie Fisher, Princess Leia in the original Star Wars trilogy.
Coleman spoke a lot about her character on the show, which pleased all the “Whovians” in the audience. Fisher used her charisma and humor to awe the crowd. Not that they weren’t already in awe of Princess Leia sitting in front of them.
“It’s an amazing experience, and an honor to be here … you just better not ask a room full of people if they like Ironman or Captain America better. You will start a fight,” Danny from Penguin Knife Fight said.
“Until next year, nerds!” a well-dressed Ironman yelled as he walked out the front door.
Faces of Indiana Comic-Con 2015.
Photos by Leighann Strollo (@leighannns)
IUPUI's student run magazine, the Campus Citizen, is adding a new feature to their inventory. Spearheaded by one of our producers Kelsen Hazelwood, this is the first of many and feature IUPUI student musician Monica Kinsey.
Part 2 of a series on campus sexual assault
By Dennis Barbosa
Recent research shows many colleges underreport sexual assaults on campus even after paying heavy fines.
A new study published by the American Psychological Association examined 31 universities and colleges for crime reports during audits by the U.S. Department of Education for federal law compliance.
“The study shows that many universities continue to view rape and sexual assault as a public relations issue rather than a safety issue,” said researcher Corey Rayburn Yung, in a prepared statement. “They don’t want to be seen as a school with really high sexual assault numbers, and they don’t want to go out of their way to report that information to students or the media.”
In analyzing the audits, Yung discovered the reported numbers of sexual assaults increased 44 percent on average from previously reported levels.
Under federal law, universities and colleges can face fines of more than $35,000 per violation. Yung said the fines should be increased because they don’t discourage undercounting of sexual assaults.
The Clery Act requires colleges and universities participating in federal financial aid programs to keep and distribute campus crime statistics and security information. After audits, the number of sexual assaults in succeeding years dropped to their original levels. This supported the study’s hypothesis that “the ordinary practice of universities is to undercount incidents of sexual assault” and report more accurately while under investigation.
Colleges, victims underreport
The underreporting of crime by colleges, coupled with the underreporting of sexual assault by victims, allows thousands of crimes to go unreported. According to the 2007 Campus Sexual Assault Study, each year about 14 percent of college women are sexually assaulted and 3 percent forcibly raped, with 12 percent of the victims reporting to police (or 5 percent, according to an earlier study).
The study differentiates between forcible rape and incapacitated rape, which involves drugs and alcohol. The 14 percent figure does not include attempted sexual assaults.
A conservative estimate for IUPUI would put forcible rapes at 24 per year. IUPUI reported 12 forcible sex offenses and zero “nonforcible” sex offenses for 2011 to 2013. (From 2004 to 2014, average enrollment at IUPUI was about 29,000, with an average female population of 16,000.) Federal law defines “nonforcible” sex offense as statutory rape or incest.
College crime reports are available on the U.S. Department of Education website, but there is a caveat: “The crime data reported by the institutions have not been subjected to independent verification by the U.S. Department of Education. Therefore, the department cannot vouch for the accuracy of the data reported here.”
However, these statistical inaccuracies are not entirely because of college underreporting. Victims tend not to report sexual assault because they don’t always know if what happened was a crime.
More than half of college women forcibly raped said they did not report because they lacked proof, feared retaliation or did not want their families to find out, according to a 2007 Medical University of South Carolina study. And even more victims of incapacitated rape said they didn’t know if a crime had been committed or if the incident was serious enough.
Lack of verification for crime statistics
In 2012, the U.S. Department of Education fined Delaware State University $55,000 for reporting inaccurate crime statistics and lacking documents to support its crime data for 2004 to 2007.
Likewise, IUPUI may have published some statistical inaccuracies.
The IUPUI Police Department published a summary of crime statistics dating back to 1973 on its website, along with a PDF of its latest annual safety report detailing crime statistics for 2011 to 2013.
Summary statistics for 2011 to 2013 forcible sex offenses do not match the annual safety report. Forcible sex offense refers to rape, sodomy, sexual assault with an object, and fondling.
IUPUI officer David Briggs said the website just needed to be updated. For example, at the bottom of the webpage an email is listed for Capt. Bob True. Briggs said that information is not accurate. True is now chief of police.
When asked if the rest of the data in the summary were accurate, Briggs said, “Probably.”
Most states don’t independently verify college crime statistics, and the U.S. Department of Education does not conduct regular audits. Out of 63 reviews, the department found 50 colleges had problems with their crime statistics.
No alerts for near-campus crime
Many colleges have failed to meet the most basic requirements of federal law for campus crime reporting.
Other colleges like IUPUI do not issue alerts for crimes near campus, which is legal. But at a college where less than 8 percent of students live on campus, does it make sense not to?
From 2011 to 2013, five forcible sex offenses, 11 robberies, 22 aggravated assaults, 17 burglaries and 46 motor vehicle thefts occurred on “noncampus” or “public property,” according to IUPUI’s annual safety report.
“Noncampus” is defined as “certain noncampus buildings or property owned or controlled by the university,” and “public property” means “property on or immediately adjacent to the campus.”
In 2011, two forcible sex offenses occurred, according to the report: one on Eskenazi Health property and the other at Park Place at City Center apartments.
The following year another occurred at Park Place, with an arrest for battery. And in 2013, two forcible sex offenses were reported, one at Richard L. Roudebush VA Medical Center and the other in the 1300 block of West Michigan Street.
“Because some incidents occur outside of IUPD’s territorial jurisdiction, it’s critical that IUPD-Indianapolis work with the investigating agency to ensure their investigation is not compromised,” said IUPUI spokeswoman Margie Smith-Simmons in a prepared statement. “IUPD-Indianapolis is currently working with a number of agencies to develop a process by which to notify students of off-campus crime.”
Smith-Simmons said she could not offer any details for off-campus crime notifications because plans are still in early development.
Several colleges in Indiana do not interpret the Family Educational Rights and Privacy Act correctly.
FERPA protects the privacy of student educational records but often is cited as a reason for not releasing non-educational disciplinary records.
In early February, Indiana State University acknowledged receipt of The Campus Citizen’s open records request. Indiana State’s general counsel said in an email that much of the information was protected by FERPA, but an official response would be issued after reviewing the request and “privacy-related issues.”
Thus far, only Vincennes University has agreed to grant The Campus Citizen’s request for disciplinary records for violent crimes and nonforcible sex offenses, via open records laws. The university anticipated releasing a list of names, violations and disciplinary results for more than 100 incidents.
The Campus Citizen submitted identical requests to Ball State, Indiana State, Purdue and Indiana universities, as well as the University of Southern Indiana. Purdue and IU may take longer to reply because they also are processing records requests for their regional campuses. All campuses acknowledged receipt of the open records requests in early February.
When asked for comment on Part 1* of this series, Amber Monroe, director of the IU Office of Student Ethics, declined and said in an email that FERPA prohibited her response to such inquiries.
In 1998, Congress amended FERPA so colleges and universities no longer could use it as an excuse to withhold information regarding the final results of a student’s disciplinary hearing for violent crimes and nonforcible sex offenses.
“When it comes to sexual assault and rape, the norm for universities and colleges is to downplay the situation and the numbers,” researcher Yung said in a prepared statement. “The result is students at many universities continue to be attacked and victimized, and punishment isn’t meted out to the rapists and sexual assaulters.”
*Part 1 included the results of a disciplinary hearing for a male student at Indiana University accused of forcibly groping a female freshman. The victim provided The Campus Citizen with a copy of the no-contact order issued against the accused. The documents provided the date of the complaint, university punishments and the accused’s full name, which The Campus Citizen chose not to publish because the person was not convicted of a crime.
By Rob Hunt
Most of the younger students at IUPUI have no idea who Michael Boles is or the important place he holds in IUPUI basketball history.
This soft-spoken, gentle giant
graduated from Lapel High School in 1988 after starting all four years
and averaging more than 20 points and 15 rebounds per game. He led the
state of Indiana in rebounding at more than 17 per game. His stellar
high school play resulted in scholarship offers from Eastern Carolina,
Butler, Texas-San Antonio, Wisconsin and
Indiana State. He ultimately chose Indiana State because, as a small
town kid who wanted to be close to home as several of his high school
classmates were headed to Terre Haute.
After playing sparingly for two years at Indiana State and enduring a coaching change, Boles decided on a change of scenery.
“There was a lot of turmoil,” Boles said. “There was a new coach and a different philosophy.”
Photo via IUPUI Athletics Department
arrival at IUPUI in 1991 coincided with the school’s transition from
being an NAIA school to Division 2, not an easy time on the court. Bob
Levell, the head coach at IUPUI at that time and current radio analyst,
was more than happy to have Boles on his team.
helped a lot as our schedule became more difficult,” Levell said. “We
struggled those two years. It would have been much more difficult
without a post player like him. I shudder to think how it would have
been without him, to be honest.”
Boles, goes on to talk about the experience. “We played a lot of good teams,” he said. “We were competitive.”
Boles especially remembers playing against Illinois of the Big Ten, which had future NBA players Marcus Liberty and Kendall Gill.
“They beat us by 30,” he said. “And it probably could have been worse if they had wanted to.”
Boles, at 6’7”, was not just a big man, but also brought versatility to the court for the Metros, IUPUI’s former name.
was a mobile big man,” Levell said. “He ran the floor well. I thought
he was a really good passer. He could recognize double-teams and take
the ball to the hole. We probably didn’t get him the ball enough, to be
honest. He was an absolute force inside for us.”
More importantly, Levell remembers Boles as a solid student, teammate and citizen.
worked hard and went to class,” Levell said. “One of the things we
liked was that he was serious about getting his degree and doing the
right things in the classroom. When we looked at his grades, we knew he
was doing the right thing.
“His teammates liked him,” Levell
continued. “He is just a great and personable young man. He’s a great
kid. A fun guy to be around with a great sense of humor, and he’s as
nice a guy as I’ve ever coached.”
Boles fondly remembers his time at IUPUI.
loved it,” he said. “The basketball team stayed off campus. I enjoyed
my time there. I liked the atmosphere, being near downtown Indianapolis.
There is a lot of stuff to do.”
Boles averaged 3.5 points
and 7.7 rebounds per game as a junior. His numbers increased as a
senior, averaging 12.8 points and 7.9 rebounds as a senior. It was also
as a senior that he set a school record that still stands, pulling down
20 rebounds in a game in March of 1993.
Despite being a
talented high school and college player, Boles didn’t consider playing
professionally after graduating from IUPUI with a degree in physical
“I never gave it any thought,” he said. “I could have potentially gone overseas and played a little bit.”
Instead, after college, he tried to find a teaching job, but was unsuccessful.
was hard to find a teaching job at that time,” he said. “I put in a lot
of applications and didn’t get a single interview. I worked at a
factory for 10 years and have been with the post office ever since.”
married his high school sweetheart, Michelle, in September of 1993 and
they have two daughters, Breanna 15 and Brooklyn 8. They currently live
in Frankton, Indiana. Michelle was also a three sport athlete in high
school, having played basketball, volleyball and softball.
recently made headlines when she verbally agreed to play basketball at
Indiana University while still in the eighth grade. She is now a
freshman at Lapel High School. Boles remarked on the differences between
college sports recruiting now when he was a high school star.
lot has changed in 25 years,” he said. “She (Breanna) got noticed early
because I’ve had her playing AAU ball since fourth-grade. I didn’t
start playing AAU ball until high school. If you go to an AAU game,
there are 25-30 college coaches at every game. Her first scholarship
offer came in 7th grade from Evansville. But she’s been an IU fan since
she could walk, so when that offer came, that’s where she wanted to
He has been successful on the court, in the classroom
and in life. Regardless of what happens in the future, Michael Boles has
a permanent place in IUPUI basketball history.
The man behind a childhood favorite, Clifford the Big Red Dog
By Kim Dunlap
Photo via Scholastic
In the Fall of 1945, Norman Bridwell walked into the John Herron School of Art for the first time. There was no way of knowing at the time that this was the beginning step in a long, illustrious journey. He had never heard of Clifford, or Emily Elizabeth. His future was uncertain and full of opportunity. Bridwell embraced it. Yet, attending Herron was a decision that almost didn’t happen for one of the university’s most famous alums.
Bridwell was born in Kokomo, Indiana on February 15, 1928. While growing up in that small town, Norman’s mind became full of big ideas. He knew early on in life that he wanted to be an artist.
“Other kids would be out hitting a ball around, and I’d be inside drawing on paper my father brought home from the factory,” he said.
He drew imaginary people and places on countless pieces of paper. He credited the quiet walks to and from school every day, saying these times to himself gave him inspiration. After he graduated from Kokomo High School in 1945, Bridwell was left with the question of what he wanted to do with his life. It took a mother’s nudge to point him in the right direction.
When Bridwell’s brother graduated high school, he knew he was going to be a lawyer. Bridwell, himself, on the other hand, didn’t have any idea what he was going to do. One day, his mother said he should try going to art school. Bridwell took her advice and enrolled at Herron in Indianapolis, Indiana.
Looking back on those college days, Bridwell said that going to Herron was an obvious choice for him.
“I could go there by bus and be home on the weekends,” he said, referring to the close distance between Indianapolis and his hometown of Kokomo.
Bridwell was a hard-working student at Herron, mainly concentrating on school projects. He made friends but didn’t belong to any campus clubs. After he graduated in 1949, Bridwell moved back to Kokomo, Indiana to find employment. He worked small jobs for an acquaintance of his, but the city ultimately offered no career for the struggling illustrator with a head full of ideas.
“Being in Kokomo wasn’t a good decision. Other artists got jobs, and I was on the outside,” he said.
Around that same time, some of Bridwell’s friends were going to Cooper Union, an art school in NYC. According to his friends, the idea was simple.
“They said ‘come with us. You’re out of work here. You might as well be out of work in New York.’” Bridwell said.
NYC was a world away from everything he knew, but Norman also knew he had to take a leap of faith.
He studied at Cooper Union for two years before beginning his career as a commercial artist. During those first few years in New York, Bridwell did everything from wrapping presents at a Macy’s Department Store to working in a lettering studio. Eventually he found employment, freelancing and drawing cartoons for filmstrips. They were mostly for sales meetings and promotions, but he had found a way to earn money while also pursuing his passion of drawing. Bridwell’s work included Arrow Shirts, American Standard Plumbing and Maxwell House Coffee. The writers produced a script and the cartoonists drew humor into the situation. However, there was one major hurdle. Norman
had a difficult time convincing the salesmen that the cartoons were funny.
“They usually didn’t like the jokes,” he said. “I had a lot of fun trying to inject humor into a very dry script. It was good practice.”
As the years went by, Bridwell fell into a freelance routine. His personal life was also flourishing. In 1958, he married fellow artist, Norma Howard. Their first child, Emily Elizabeth, was born four years later. However, Bridwell’s professional life was in a struggle. Freelance work wasn’t providing well enough for his young, growing family. In 1962, Bridwell was running out of money.
One day, Norma Bridwell made a suggestion to her husband.
“My wife said ‘you always wanted to illustrate children’s books, why don’t you try that?’”
Norman created 10 sample paintings, shuffling them around to various publishing companies. He was universally rejected, and several even told him his artwork was no good. Anyone could have given up hope at that moment in time, but Bridwell remained persistent. The reward for that persistence came in the form of a big, red dog.
Susan Hirschman, an editor at one of New York City’s publishing companies, told Bridwell that if he wanted to create a children’s book, he had to write one himself because his illustrations were not strong enough on their own.
“She pointed to a sample painting I did of a little girl sitting under the shade of a big bloodhound. She said maybe that was a story,” Bridwell said.
Hirschman had given Bridwell inspiration, and Clifford the Big Red Dog was about to take off.
Bridwell spent three days coming up with the illustrations and words for his first book idea. The book had two title characters, a little girl and her oversized canine companion. The little girl was named Emily Elizabeth, after Norman’s young daughter. The idea for the dog’s name was a bit more difficult.
“I started off calling him Tiny,” Bridwell said, in an interview for School Library Journal last February.
He later renamed the dog Clifford, and the pair finally became alive. After he was finished, his wife molded the pages together in the form of a book. Norman took his completed story into a publishing house.
“I didn’t expect to hear anything,” he said. “But two weeks later a phone call came from Scholastic saying they wanted to publish it.”
He was shocked. The man who met rejection so many times finally had his story.
Clifford the Big Red Dog was published in 1963. Throughout the next 50 years, Bridwell wrote countless books about Clifford. He admits that he really has no idea why children have related so well to his characters.
“I didn’t do any planning,’” Bridwell said. “I don’t know anything about child
psychology and have never taken a course in writing. I just sort of thought things up and luckily have found things that children enjoyed.”
Clifford turned 50-years-old in September 2012, and there was a party in his honor in New York City, NY. Bridwell, his wife, and their daughter attended the event. In attendance were four of his ex-editors, as well as Hirschman. Norman enjoyed the company.
It’s in one of those editors that he found some of his best advice. Beatrice de Regniers was Norman’s first editor at Scholastic.
“She said write from the heart,” Bridwell said. “Don’t try to follow a trend.”
He did just that. There were other stories in Bridwell’s collection. There was a friendly witch who lived next door to a pair of young children and even a tiny family who battled life’s biggest obstacles. However, it always came back to that big, red dog and his faithful companion, Emily Elizabeth.
And through it all, standing steadfastly at Bridwell’s side, was Norma. In their later years, the couple lived on Martha’s Vineyard in Massachusetts. It was a place they honeymooned at several years before. Their children, Emily Elizabeth and Tim, grew up there while their grandchildren visited them. It was also where, on December 12, 2014, Norman Bridwell died at 86. This summer, a public memorial will be held to commemorate his life.
Scholastic, Bridwell’s publisher for more than 50 years, released a statement shortly after his death.
“At Scholastic, we are deeply saddened by the loss of our loyal and talented friend, whose drawings and stories have inspired all of us and generations of children and their parents.”
Norman Bridwell left quite a legacy. Some might even say it was just as large as the red dog that made him famous. Of course Norman would probably have said it was all sheer luck.
“I can’t do anything else,” he said in 2013. “I can’t nail two boards together. I can’t repair a car. I have no other skills. I just have to do what I do. I’ve been very fortunate that so far I’ve gotten away with it.”
Editors’s Note: In September 2013, Kim Dunlap interviewed Norman Bridwell. Many people may be unaware of this name, but his creations are very recognizable. From elementaryclassrooms to the children’s sections of America’s libraries, Bridwell’s work iseverywhere.
Part 1 of a series on campus sexual assault
By Dennis Barbosa
The freshman was undressing in her dorm to take a shower, and the man who had been forcibly biting and groping her in the hallways was hiding in her room.
When parents see their kids off to college, they have in mind four years that will be the most memorable of their lives, not this voyeuristic scene.
Federal Law Title IX requires post-secondary institutions to investigate all reports of sexual misconduct involving a student, but there is no federal law obligating the schools to share their investigations with the campus police and vice versa.
Increasingly, many colleges are acting as judge and jury without any police investigation.
Illustration by Dylan Lee Hodges
In some cases where rape has not occurred, but a student feels unsafe amid sexual advances or unwanted bodily contact, a school may take disciplinary action such as relocating the student to adifferent dorm, issuing a no-contact order, or ordering a suspension or expulsion.
Susan was one such student (not her real name).
In fall 2012, Susan had only been at Indiana University two weeks her freshman year when she experienced unwanted sexual advances. She worked at a food court across the street from her residence center. She said she often worked late, returning to her room through empty hallways.
In the residence center, “because people are constantly smoking and drinking and whatever, music going, we always had our doors shut,” Susan said. “Every single door shut, because RAs (resident assistants) are walking around.”
Empty hallways for Susan meant no witnesses when the man across the hall grabbed hold of her before she could enter her room — spanking her buttocks, groping her breasts and biting her neck.
Susan said she was afraid to report him at first, because she had seen him act violently when he was drunk and considered him to be an angry person. If he could get away with holding her down in the hallway with no one noticing, what could happen if he became angry?
This happened just about every night, she said, and she tried her best to tolerate it.
But her best didn’t prepare her for what happened next.
The man who grabbed her every night sneaked into her room while Susan was undressing, she said.
Susan’s roommate said she remembered hanging out in her room with several people from the same floor, including a friend the two had known since high school and his roommate, whom we will call Joe (not his real name).
When Susan got home from work, everyone left the room so Susan could take a shower. Her roommate said she told Susan something about Joe made her feel uncomfortable, and they should stop letting him hang out in their room.
It wasn’t until she was naked that she noticed Joe hiding in her room — watching.
“I just freaked. I just lost it,” Susan said. “I yelled, ‘What the f—k, [Joe]?’”
It was this incident more than two years ago, that pushed Susan to tell someone everything.
Susan reported Joe to an RA. The IU Office of Student Ethics responded to her complaint by moving Joe to a residence center on the opposite end of campus, suspending him for two semesters and issuing a no-contact, no-trespass order, according to university documents.
The university’s judicial conference found Joe responsible for violating the IU Code of Student Rights, Responsibilities and Conduct: “Sexual contact with another person without consent, including while any party involved is in an impaired state.”
In addition, Joe needed to complete alcohol treatment and sexual assault counseling before returning after the suspension.
Because of the no-contact order, Susan thought she had seen the last of him.
‘No-contact orders are useless’
At IUPUI, as well as IU, a no-contact order is one of many disciplinary actions the university may choose to use.
Communication between the two students is prohibited and can result in more punishment if violated.
“A no-contact order with the university can help a student feel more comfortable and safer on campus,” said Maria Hinton, assistant director of IUPUI Office of Student Conduct, in a prepared statement. “While it cannot be enforced by police, it is enforceable by the Office of Student Conduct. There can be significant consequences with the institution for failure to comply with a no-contact order, including suspension or expulsion.”
Susan said she did not feel safe when Joe showed up around her workplace a year later. She alerted her manager, who called campus police, but by the time they showed up he was long gone. Then, to her horror, they told her they could do nothing.
She needed a protective order.
But it was too late for that. Susan didn’t know Joe’s address, a prerequisite for petitioning the local judge for a protective order.
In Marion County, for example, one must go to Marion Superior Criminal Court 21 in the basement of the City-County Building and fill out a protective order petition with the full name, address and date of birth of the offending person. If the request is filed in the morning, one can reasonably expect to know by the end of the day if the civil order was granted.
A protective order has legal consequences that can result in an arrest if violated by the offender, which was precisely what Susan thought she had.
“Anyone who really understands what a no-contact order does, must wonder why they exist at all,” said Adam Goldstein, attorney advocate for the Student Press Law Center. “The existence of these orders prevents people from getting proper restraining orders, because they don’t see the distinction.”
However, one benefit of no-contact orders is that they can be issued immediately, whereas petitioning for a protective order can take all day.
Most people in general don’t know the difference between a campus no-contact order and the civil protective order, said Sareen Dale, sexual assault prevention specialist at IUPUI Counseling and Psychological Services.
“I usually encourage people to do both,” she said. “The number one reason people don’t initially report is that they’re not sure right away what happened rises to the level of a crime.”
Disciplinary boards caught between education and criminal justice
During a collaborative investigation, the Student Press Law Center and The Columbus Dispatch asked 110 colleges across the country, including Indiana, to provide disciplinary records for cases involving violent crimes. Only 25 responded.
Often colleges will cite the Family Educational Rights and Privacy Act as a reason for not disclosing disciplinary records, but FERPA covers only educational records. Disciplinary records involving violent acts have been considered non-academic for more than 15 years.
The IU Office of Student Ethics director declined to comment on this story citing FERPA.
Of those colleges that provided records, students were found responsible for violence in 1,970 cases since 2010. In 158 sexual-assault cases, seven students faced criminal charges.
Traditionally, disciplinary systems of colleges have been used to punish cheating and plagiarism, but increasingly these institutions are making decisions about non-academic violations that can potentially endanger the entire community.
Editor’s Note: The Campus Citizen will be conducting an investigative series this semester on how colleges across the state deal with sexual assault.
Students can report a sexual assault to campus police at 317-274-7911 or by dialing 911. The IUPUI Office of Student Conduct also accepts online submissions of sexual offense reports.