Debate | Issue 15

debate ISSUE 15 | JULY 2015

CONTENTS

CREDITS EDITOR Laurien Barks laurien.barks@aut.ac.nz SUB-EDITORS Matthew Cattin Amelia Petrovich Julie Cleaver DESIGNER Ramina Rai rrai@aut.ac.nz CONTRIBUTORS Matthew Cattin, Julie Cleaver, Sasha Kunts, Josh Tupene, Amelia Petrovich, Libby Schipper, Kieran Bennett, Ethan Sills, Shawn Cleaver, Urooza Sarma, Logan Gubb ADVERTISING Harriet Smythe hsmythe@aut.ac.nz

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Pg 3 Editor’s Letter

Pg 20 Re O-Week Timetable

Pg 4 Advocacy: Limited License

Pg 22 My Broken Leg

Pg 5 Vice Prez Sez

Pg 24 Cool Shit

Pg 6 An Interview with Lil Bub

Pg 26 How to Write a Good CV and Cover Letter

Pg 9 An Interview with DJ CXL

Pg 28 In Short

Pg 10 The Elusive End of the Rainbow

Pg 30 I’ll Be Fine

Pg 12 An Impressionable Canvas

Pg 32 Home (Bitter)Sweet Home

Pg 14 Rained-out Roadtrips

Pg 34 Reviews

Pg 16 Gutting Effects

Pg 36 AuSM CLUBS

Pg 18 Too Bad, Be Happy

Pg 37 Recipe

Pg 19 Bubble Popping

Pg 38 Puzzles Cover illustration by Logan Gubb

DIRECTORY

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CLUBS Josh Tupene jtupene@aut.ac.nz

ADVOCACY Siobhan Daly siobhan.daly@aut.ac.nz

FA C E B O O K . C O M / A U S M D E B AT E

EVENTS Carl Ewen carl.ewen@aut.ac.nz

But not being able to complain, and finding your stride are two very different things. When my instructor told me to go buy a book of fiddle music, she did so with the intention of ‘dabbling’.

‘Twas to build my repertoire of experience, and make me the well-rounded violinist we all thought I’d be - not the musical equivalent of a sloppy hooligan (okay, not sloppy...but relaxed).

I was Rose on the Titanic, and that first fiddle book was my Jack; teaching me how to hock a loogie, and dragging me down to the third class quarters to get me drunk and dancing.

E D I TO R ' S

L E T T E R

Welcome Back!

I hope your break was absolutely swell! May this first week of semester see you refreshed, excited, and rearing to go – however short-lived those feels may be.

I must say, with full time work, classes, and a shenanigans-ridden personal life, this semester has a hold of my nerves a little bit. I know I’ll come out the other side in once piece, but I can’t say the same for my sanity. If these editorials start to gradually melt into word-goo, I apologize. I mean ultimately, I don’t think much will change…I’ll just be writing them in a sleep-deprived state instead of a drunken one.

Joking, of course! I don’t drink at work (that often).

Speaking of drinking, when I was but a wee lass (bear with me, it’s not as bad as it’s currently sounding), I was drawn to Irish pub music. I would walk past a live-music pub or see one on TV, and immediately feel my heart swell. We all have our first music love, and mine was a roaring drunk, who shouted lyrics, strummed guitars passionately, and had a drummed heartbeat similar to that of an aroused caffeine addict.

Turns out, by the time I discovered this rowdy, inspiring, and deliciously fun world, I was already holding my ticket into it. I was two years old when I asked for my violin, and kept up the pestering for three years until I was, at last, gifted my very first instrument. It was a quarter the size of a regular violin because I was once small and dainty, and I remember carrying it home from the store, so excited to go to my first lesson. At that time, I had no idea that the violin could branch beyond the orchestrated comradery of Bach and Beethoven, and I was fine with that.

Being classically trained was alright, playing with precision was challenging, and learning to read music is a skill I’m thankful to have as an adult. So I really couldn’t complain about anything.

My teacher saw that I was begging the fiddle music to draw me like one of its Irish girls, so the symphony music, as beautiful as it was, went down with the ship. I said farewell to the perfect ringlet curls that accompanied classical competitions, and exchanged them for the devil-may-care frizzy mess that goes with the freespirited fiddle contests. I competed for years to these clap-along crowds, won some, lost some (on account of playing Celtic music at a country-style competition), and gave my grandparents many a bragging right – “My Laurien is the top, under 16 fiddle player in all of Saskatchewan!” (Yes it’s an actual place, and yes my main competition was an 8 year old with performance anxiety.

But I walked away with a grocery store donated trophy that said “Lauren Banks 1st place”, so bragging = quite justified).

Soon I found myself amongst the audiences of river dancing shows and grand Celtic bands, and adding Celtic Woman and Lord of the Dance to my list of must-sees. I also added Ireland to my list of must-goes, and Colin Farrell to my list of must-marries.

When I was 12, I was thrown into a hilarious, albeit talented, band of ruffians (middle-aged working class by day, kilt-wearing Celtic men/women by night), and got a taste for the gig-life (and discovered my passion for Irish drums). Not allowed into the pubs, but welcomed with open arms by audiences of community halls and quirky events, I was thrilled to be a part of a band, and vowed to start my own. I’m yet to fulfil the vow, but I’ve got a 10 year old set list ready to go at the drop of a bodhrán.

Sadly, the angsty teen years saw my draw to the world of Celtic music drift away in favour of other genres– my bleeding heart just didn’t identify with lyrics like “What do you do with a drunken sailor?”. Fortunately, I snapped the hell out of that; to be honest, you’d be hard-pressed, nowadays, to find anything in this world I identify more with than a drunken sailor. It’s just meant to be.

So if you haven’t already, call up your ex-music loves, your firsts, your original “you so get me”s. There’s wondrous potential for a rebooted love affair, and we all deserve a second chance to make it work. (Unless your ex is Sugar Ray. Sugar Ray deserves nothing.)

Have a good week!

Laurien 3

LIMITED LICENCE /WORK LICENCE LIMITED LICENCE/WORK LICENCE If you are disqualified or suspended from driving due to your recent Drink Driving offence or demerit points, you may qualify for a Limited Licence IF your job is at risk because you can no longer drive. This is why Limited Licences are often called a Work Licence.

THE RULE The fact that you can no longer drive causes either: · Extreme hardship to you OR · Undue hardship to another person.

E.g. if you are a courier driver and not being able to drive means you can’t do your job during the period of your disqualification.

OR if your child is disabled and you must take them to hospital every week and there is no one else that you could ask to take them.

YOU CAN’T GET IT IF YOU HAVE BEEN… · Disqualified or suspended for speeding or drink driving and 28 Days “Stand Down” period is not over · Indefinitely disqualified. · Disqualified for driving while disqualified or suspended. · Disqualified for driving in contrary to the conditions in your previous Limited Licence. · Disqualified for passenger transport vehicle (e.g. bus, taxi) and you want Limited Licence for that vehicle. · Disqualified or suspended for medical reasons. · Disqualified for serious driving offence (e.g. causing injury or death).

PROCESS 1. Prepare your application 2. Talk to a lawyer – cost may vary depending on the lawyer, but may be up to 1000 dollars. Although this is costly, they will assist you in getting all the necessary documents ready in the format required by the court e.g. affidavits.

Prepare it yourself by looking at the Guideline at www.communitylaw.org.nz – This is the cheaper option as you will only need the filing fee, but there is a risk that the documents you prepare will not be up to scratch as they may not be in the correct format or won’t adequately address all the necessary issues. At the end, this may mean that you are spending more time on it. Apply at a District Court for a court order authorising you to obtain a Limited Licence. Apply at any branch of NZTA for your Limited Licence. You CAN’T drive until a Limited Licence is issued by NZTA. If you need legal advice on any criminal charge you are facing OR are a victim of a crime and don’t know where to start, CONTACT US on advocacy@aut.ac.nz with your details and concerns.

This year I looked forward to starting something new with my next step within the faculty of Business, studying a graduate Diploma.

I look forward to sitting beside some of you as we learn together.

This is now my third year being a part of AuSM! 2013 as the Maori Affairs officer and then 2014 as the Vice President. I joined AuSM to give back, as in my first year of university they did so much for me. AuSM not only fed me with the free feeds, and put on mean gigs, they made me feel welcomed and a part of so much more.

AuSM is now a big part of me, and will continue to be.

VICE

PREZ

SEZ

Kia ora and Welcome!

For all the new students starting this semester, my name is Urshula Ansell. I am very honoured to be your student Vice President for 2015! I am, and have been, committed to making a difference, and improving the quality of student experience and representation. I look forward to serving as your Vice President.

Welcome back to all the returning students, make this semester yours and own it! You know what to do. Make a plan of action now and work on all those things you wished you could have done better before! Trust me, I will be, my main goal is to work on my procrastination.

A little bit about myself in regards to AUT: I started my journey here in 2012, last year I graduated with my degree in Māori Development majoring in media from the faculty Te Ara Poutama.

I was located at the city campus for my last three years.

Now, the reason we are all here: the study. During your time here, you will find what works best for you. Everyone is different, different methods work for different people. So don’t get down if something isn’t working for you, just try something new.

Something that helps me is studying in bits e.g. study for one hour, do something else for 30 minutes, then study again for an hour, and so on and so on. Oh! I also like to use highlighters, it makes it more fun.

Make sure you come along to all our Re O-week events. I will make sure to be at all of them myself. My favourite will be Monday night, with Bitchin’ Bingo. Trust me, it’s amazing every time! Don’t worry, I suck every year at the pub quiz, so I am not one to worry about.

The Foam Party on Friday is never a let-down either. I hope to see you all there.

If you see me around campus, at events, or free feeds please don’t be shy to say hi or let me know what’s up. If you are too shy or busy, please feel free to contact me on urshula.ansell@aut.ac.nz.

“Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.” - Dr Seuss

To the new students joining us this semester I say study hard, but make sure you enjoy your time at university. For most of you, this is the time you make lifelong friendships, and you may not get this chance again so enjoy yourself.

To the returning students, you know the drill. Hit the ground running, and good luck for this semester. Make sure you head to the free feeds on your campus every week and pick up the Maxx AT sticker from our offices for discounts on travel. Remember to keep warm in this weather and to keep an umbrella on your person. Auckland weather is not dependent (learned this the hard way).

SRC

SEZ

Hello there fellow students!

Welcome back to University! I hope you enjoyed your holidays. For those of you joining us for the first time, welcome to AUT University.

We have a lot of great events lined up this semester and I hope to see you guys there.

My name is Umang, I am your new Design and Creative Technology Faculty representative on the SRC 2015 for this semester. I’m a second year Engineering student majoring in Mechanical Engineering.

I chose this degree as it allows me to invent and let my creative thoughts flow into a form that I can use to benefit others.

My life goal is to be the CEO of my own engineering firm and to hold a PhD in engineering so I can pass the knowledge I have gained to the next generation. I like to travel and have a goal to visit every continent in the world. In my spare time I enjoy cooking and gaming.

I’m an avid fan of cricket, football and the NFL, with my favourite teams being Manchester United and Barcelona for English football, and the New York Giants in the NFL. I have completed about half my bucket list so far, and am currently looking for new additions to it.

If you see me around, don’t be afraid to say hi or hello, or you could always drop me an email at dfaculty@aut.ac.nz if you have questions, need some help or have any suggestions for me.

“Change will not come if we wait for some other person or some other time. We are the ones we've been waiting for. We are the change that we seek.”- Barack Obama

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An interview with Lil Bub

interview by Laurien Barks | Illustration by Logan Gubb If you haven’t heard of catspiration, Lil Bub, before today…well, my friends, you’ve been missing out. Lil Bub’s been taking the internet, and general American public, by storm over the last few years, and no internet sensation deserves “Cat Hero” status quite like she does. Laurien sat down and had a Skype interview with Mike Bridavsky, Lil Bub’s human dad, to talk about the loveable little miss who’s helping animals in need across the United States.

About Lil Bub and what makes her special: Mike told us that Lil Bub was a rescue kitten that his friend’s mum found in a tool shed along with all of her other siblings about four years ago. After living in the homes of two of Mike’s friends after she was found, Mike decided to adopt her in late August of 2011. She was to be his fifth rescue cat.

“She’s different in a lot of different ways” Mike tells us while he gives Lil Bub a loving scratch. “She has Dwarfism, no teeth – they never grew in, she has extra toes on every paw, she knows magic, she’s famous.”

On her quirky habits: “She has a little cat cave that she sleeps in, she also likes to go behind the TV and sleep on the amplifier because it’s warm. She likes to jump on the couch to sleep with us as well.” Mike says.

He also says that she’s not a very naughty cat, she’s pretty well behaved and calm. Mischief is kept to a minimum with her.

If people wish to get involved in this cause, they can donate directly at aspca.org/lilbub, or head over to lilbub.com/store and grab yourself some merchandise – a portion of all

About her journey to fame: “She’s always been famous, before she was on earth she was famous, it was just a matter of time before people realized how famous she was.” Mike tells us. Then he proceeds to give “the answer you were probably looking for.”

Lil Bub’s stardom originated from a number of different factors. No one specific video or photo went super viral – one photo “kinda” did. Mike had posted a photo of her online, on a blog that he’d set up for her that was just for friends on Tumblr. This blog was building a fan base of people, a photo of her made the front page of reddit, and she started to gain popularity. Lil Bub t-shirts that had just been for friends were discovered by someone who wrote an article about them that went viral, then Good Morning America called, and it seems the rest is history.

Mike states that he never tried to make her famous. “It’s not something I set out to do, I never asked anyone to do anything, I just kind of let it happen.”

All of the content created, the t-shirt design, the TV show, the merchandise, is thanks to a lot of help from friends and family.

On her recent birthday celebrations: “I gave her some yogurt, she gets it pretty regularly. It’s like every day is her birthday around here.”

raised, the less Mike thought it was fair to arbitrarily pick local charities to give to. That’s when they created Lil Bub’s Big Fund with the ASPCA. All of the money they collect from merchandise, Lil Bub stores, direct donations, etc. gets collected, and when enough is saved up, the SPCA opens up grant applications so shelters can apply for grants. So far they’ve raised 200 000 dollars, with 135 000 of that being administered to shelters. Specifically, they like to lend a hand when it comes to catering for special needs animals.

proceeds gets donated.

Though Mike quickly adds that Meet n Greets, while expensive, generate more than half of their proceeds because 100 percent of the money collected at Meet n Greets is donated to the fund. So if you ever find yourself with the opportunity to introduce yourself, in the flesh, to Lil Bub, you’ll be helping more than your inner fan girl/ boy.

That being said, she will wake them up when she “screams” for her food in the mornings.

On Lil Bub’s relationship with Mike’s new-born son, Rosco.

Rosco has just recently started to actually notice Lil Bub, according to Mike. Since he’s still rather new to the world, he hasn’t really taken much notice of her until recently, and that’ pretty exciting for the household.

“Bub…I won’t say she’s super into him, but she doesn’t mind him. She’s still trying to figure him out.”

About the fundraising Lil Bub does: Mike’s been raising money for animal rescue and charities before Lil Bub was even adopted. Though when Bub came onto the scene, the first Bub-inspired t-shirts started gaining popularity, and the more money they

On Bub’s future: “There’s always something coming next, you never know when it is.” Mike says. However, some of the things that might be on the horizon for Bub are a potential Hollywood film appearance, and there’s been discussion about a television pilot as well.

Lil Bub has also paired up with Norbert the Dog for a new illustrated children’s book entitled “What Can Lil We Do?” which is due to come out soon.

And apparently, Lil Bub doesn’t stop at film and print media. Oh no. She’s taken to the music studio as well (kind of), and is working on an album that features all of the music sound tracking her internet videos – all of which are written by Mike and his bandmate.

It seems Lil Bub is only just getting started. And we can’t wait to see what she dabbles in next!

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FOAM PA R T Y SUPERHEROES & VILLAINS F R I DAY 2 4 t h J U LY - 7 p m H I K U WA I P L A Z A , AU T C I T Y C A M P U S

Have you had any ‘wtf ’ encounters while gigging, any crazy work stories?

F OA M DAW G, C X L Laurien had a chat with DJ CXL this week so y’all could get to know the fabulous talent who’ll be soundtracking AUSM’s foam party this semester!

How long have you been DJing? Is it something you’ve always wanted to do?

I've been DJing for roughly 17 years. I've been into music and wanted to be a "somebody" since I was a wee lad. I grew up listening to Bob Marley in a small country town on the East Coast called Tikitiki. I moved to Auckland when I was around 10, then eventually got into playing the drums and listening to bands like Guns N' Roses then moved onto Metallica, Slayer, Megadeth, etc. I loved the energy of those groups, the drummers were next level. At school I joined a few bands, at this time when the double cassette players were around I was really into taking all my favourite parts of Metallica's songs and joining them together (don't ask me how I did it, but I did). I never knew about DJing or if there was even such a thing. I mean, I'd seen the "Rockit" video clip by Herbie Hancock, with the scratching which buzzed me out, but that was it. One of the last bands I was in, we flipped up our style and had a raggamuffin kind of singer and a hip hop DJ with the scratch to add to our raw rock/metal sound.

At that point, I thought drumming was me for life til this DJ started scratching and mixing songs together, basically what I was trying to do on my tape decks. I was sold from that day on, threw away the sticks and jumped on the decks, the rest is history.

I've had a handful of ‘wtf’ encounters. Actually a couple were at the foam parties of all places, the power went out on those occasions. I think one of them, someone had accidentally pulled out the wrong power plug at the back. And of course it's always the DJ’s fault, with the crowd chanting "you fucked up, you fucked up"... that's always nice. But as soon as the music's back on, all is forgotten. Another was a similar thing in Brisbane, club was packed but a power box blew in the area knocking out power to a few businesses including the club. Everything went into complete darkness, the owner of the club also owned another club right next door which wasn't affected, so he ran a single extension power lead from the kitchen to the club which was crazy. It got the power up and running again but kept cutting out every 10 minutes.

Of course I was to blame again (haha), story of my life right there.

What’s your go-to secret weapon when it comes to gigs?

My go-to secret weapon at gigs is my scratching and turntable tricks. I'm a NZ DMC champion, it brings energy and excitement to my sets. Anyone can play music, but to deliver it in a way no other does sets me apart from the rest.

What do AUT students have to look forward to at the foam party this semester?

The musical journey I'll take the students on. I chop and change between genres regularly, taking the crowd to different levels of excitement, so expect the unexpected. I'll also have an MC with me this time.

If you were feeling the urge to do a bit of bedroom dancing, what would be your track of choice?

I'm not into dancing at all, which is kind of weird coz my job is to make people dance (haha), but if I was to get down in my bedroom, it would be to something from Major Lazer, I really dig their music.

Anything you’re particularly looking forward to at the moment, career-wise?

I'm a DJ tutor at MAINZ, so I'm always looking forward to seeing how my students adapt to the real world of DJing once they leave the nest. Some are doing really well. I also DJ/produce beats for Illegal Musik with artists K. One, Pieter T, Tyson Tyler, Nikki Montana, reggae bands Tomorrow People and Three Houses Down, etc. So we're always busy releasing music, touring and looking for new talent.

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THE ELUSIVE END OF THE RAINBOW

by Matthew Cattin | Illustration by Tyler Hinde Castro District, San Francisco. With its pride flags fluttering from every shop and its rainbow crosswalks, it is a glittering symbol of diversity, acceptance and change. The most ‘out’ district I have ever had the privilege to visit, it was incredibly refreshing to feel, for the first time in my life, of a minority sexuality. My afternoon there is one I’ll never forget.

After a morning of solo exploration at San Francisco’s historic waterfront, I boarded a tram to Castro. Sitting alone and watching the bustling streets fly past, I heard a man behind me ask a lady how to get to Castro. New in town, she didn’t know, so I turned and told him it was the last stop on the tram. We got talking, introduced ourselves (Matthew, Christopher) and got off in Castro together – ah the perks of traveling alone.

Approaching 40, gay, and recently single, this was Christopher’s first time in San Francisco. Over a drink at Harvey’s bar, I learned he had just days prior walked out of a three year relationship. Abused verbally and physically – and with the bruises to prove it – he walked out, bought a plane ticket, and headed for San Francisco.

Approaching 24, straight, and single for way too long, this was my first time in San Francisco too. I shared my relationship woes - which I must admit paled in comparison to his – and we gave each other pep talks.

As we spun yarns about our lives, we both marvelled at the fact that two dudes of different sexualities, ages, cultures and backgrounds, could have a chill drink together where not 40 years ago, equality was being fought tooth and nail for on the very same street.

In fact, the very same bar we were drinking in (although now under a different name) was raided and vandalised by police with blackened badges in the White Night Riots of ’79. With cries of “dirty faggots”, they burst through the doors and beat up the patrons within, before taking their violence to the streets.

Today, it’s hard to imagine Castro as a warzone, especially when two weeks after my visit, the streets would have been wall-to-wall party, celebrating America’s (about bloody time) marriage equality.

I’m sad to have missed it. If I could be anywhere to celebrate the landmark, it would be with the people of Castro.

It’s easy to think when you walk the streets of Castro that we’ve made it to the top of the hill, but San Francisco is merely a

rainbow

oil

bubble

floating on a vast ocean.

As happy as I am to see America’s progress however, we mustn’t allow ourselves to believe the battle for equality is over. It’s easy to think when you walk the streets of Castro that we’ve made it to the top of the hill, but San Francisco is merely a rainbow oil bubble floating on a vast ocean.

As a single, heterosexual, middle-class, vanilla face male, I’ve had it pretty easy.

I’ve always felt at home in my own skin, I’ve never had to ‘come out’, and I’ve never been confused by my sexuality.

But what makes me real mad is that other people, just like me, are the ones that seem to be trying to make all the bloody decisions for the minorities.

The same way whites of the 50s said ‘no, y’all sit at the back of the bus’, heterosexuals are saying ‘no, y’all can’t enjoy marriage like the rest of us’. And unfortunately, America’s decision is really going to piss off those who oppose marriage equality. They will not go down quietly, and neither should we who believe love is love.

Last week, a white man shot dead nine innocents in South Carolina, for nothing but the colour of their skin. America didn’t tie up racism’s loose ends with neat speeches and martyrs in the 60s, and nor did it tie up LGBTQIA intolerance with a 5 – 4 vote.

As I said before, I’m straight. I’m in the majority. I don’t have it hard. And therefore it can be easy to read the headlines and think… well hey. It’s legal now – problem solved. Equal rights.

Yay. Ooh look. Colourful profile pictures.

Everybody is rainbow now. Booyah. But shit. That is so not the case. There are still – and will continue to be – haters out there, who will attempt to make life difficult for those who are different.

I’m not asking you to march in the streets or write angry letters (however if that’s your thing, then by all means go for it) but to simply remember that the fight isn’t over. Keep supporting love, no matter what form it takes. Keep shooting down discrimination when you see it. Keep learning. Keep reaching out to everybody and anybody. You’re lucky enough to live on the right side of history – don’t waste that privilege being a dickhead.

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AN IMPRESSIONABLE CANVAS

by Julie Cleaver (This is a pastel picture I drew at age 15 for my older sister’s 21st birthday).

When I was younger I wanted to be an artist. From ages 4-16, being an artist was my life goal. I adored bright splashes of colour. I loved sketching old cars and young faces. I longed to paint grand pictures of colourful fabric wrapped around tree trunks in dense forests. And when I finished a piece of art and viewed it at the end of my stretched out arms, I felt satisfied and content with existence. Yet here I am, writing this article, and completely content painting pictures in people’s minds rather than on canvases.

The way I became a writer is a pretty common story.

In high school I did not get along with my year 11 art teacher. She was very authoritative at a time when I was discovering my independence, so we clashed worse than flare jeans and indie kids. However, I decided to not give up on my artistic pursuit and when year 12 rolled around, I elected art again. That year I had a different teacher and a new desire to do well, so I was surely going to lay down some Picasso up in that bitch, right? Wrong. For some reason, my teacher hated my style. I’m not sure why, because my art is fabulous, but needless to say it discouraged me. I ended up wagging most art lessons and getting an achieved on my art board, the lowest pass grade possible.

In year 12, I also took meia studies and English. I was always pretty good at English in my earlier years, but I never really thought much of it. I always treated it as my psychology lesson; where I would learn about the human brain through constant conversation with my friends.

'In saying that, letting others impact you for the better can be a really spectacular thing. It led me to achieving things I never thought I was capable of.'

However, in year 12 I started doing really well in English.

Also, in media I had the hands down coolest teacher out. He was a hip journalist gone writer gone teacher who expanded my mind to the world of literature. He gifted me with awesome books, believed in my writing and appreciated my analytical and conscientious mind.

I ended up getting top in media in year 12 and 13, and now here I am, half way through a communications degree, writing for Debate and utterly obsessed with words!

It’s interesting how much of an impact teachers and people in general can have on your life. For a young person, or any person, it’s so hard to not let others’ encouragement of discouragement effect your choices.

Think about it now, did you decide to be where you are today purely on your own accord, or did a teacher/ mentor/parent/friend help guide you?

In many ways I think you should stay true to who you are and not let others effect you. If you really want to do something and other people say you are not good enough, smile, politely wish them to get fucked, and continue on your pursuit to greatness. Remember they’re coming at you with all their own insecurities and failed dreams (perhaps of being an artist), so it’s crucial to not take too much of their shit on board. In saying that, letting others impact you for the better can be a really spectacular thing. It led me to achieving things I never thought I was capable of. But that’s the catch 22: if you are open to being swayed by others, it can happen in positive and negative ways. I guess a way around that is to critically assess every bit of information people feed you. Are others telling you something out of fear, love, hate, or uninformed opinions? But doing that is much easier said than done.

Nevertheless, in many ways I’m happy that I let others influence me so heavily. I like where I am, and even though visual art will always be my first love, words are now my loyal partner. Also, like any first love, the lessons art taught me are forever a part of who I am and still guide me to this day. I now tell stories that paint a thousand mental pictures, rather than painting a picture that tells a thousand stories, and I couldn’t be happier with my chosen medium.

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by Laurien Barks

Not too long ago, a friend and I had a cute weekend getaway to the always lovely, Raglan. A risky move when it’s the middle of winter, and I’d like to say that the weather decided to put us on a pedestal and treat us like queens while we conquered the West Coast. But alas, twas not to be. I’m pretty sure I was damp the entire weekend, from the pompom on my hat, to the canvas on my shoes. And let me tell you, I had the best time.

Going on trips, big or small, is my favourite thing to do in the whole world. It’s what I spend the majority of my spare money on, it’s my main incentive for task/assignment completion, and there’s not much in this world that I would prioritize over a trip somewhere. So, a rainy weekend, while not ideal, was still an opportunity to get out and explore. We were both ready to carpe that down-pouring diem. In the soggy process, I took note of a few little tips and tricks on how to get creative when it rains on

your parade. Sure it’s easy to throw in the towel, watch a film, and hunker down (I’m definitely a big fan of this option). However, when you’ve only got one solid day to spare, it’s a more exciting option to pick up that towel, put it in your daypack (because you’re gonna get soaked), and make the most of it.

Spend your nights at a comfortable place Even the most positive attitudes need to be recharged at the end of a cold, rained-out day. So make sure the bed you’re retiring to is one that you can look forward to. While I’m no stranger to sleeping in a car to save a buck or two, or toughing out a windy night in a flimsy tent, when it comes to winter-trippin’, I don’t mind investing in luxuries like a mattress and a space that I can stand to my full height in. We lapped up the quirky hippie hostel that is Solscape, but really any place with heat, a bed, and a bar to hang your dripping socks on will do.

Eat good food Comfort food is a must when you traipse in after a shivery day of exploration, so my advice is to let loose in the grocery store before you go. For winter trips, my budget for food goes way up, because a PB&J chucked in the backpack just don’t cut it in the pouring rain – especially if water has managed to weave its way through the half-heartedly folded Glad wrap. Food is love, food is life…so take it seriously. Treat your dinners like they’re your last meal – invest in the fillets, sauces, desserts that you lust after, but bypass on a daily basis out of loyalty to the budget rice and slightly bruised bananas waiting for you at home. Let it be known that it’s okay to have a plate of scallops on the side to have some fun with. Treat yo’self. Nothing seals in the happy feels of a busy day like a belly full of “Get in me now!” food.

Stovetop alcohol If you don’t care so much about “getting crunk, crunk” (Ke$ha, 2009), and are prioritising a warm glow over a sloppy blur, this is a must. Whip out that cider, grab a pot, and heat that stuff up over the stove. Sure the alcohol burns off, but the reward you receive when the sweet, warm nectar dribbles into your tum is like a liquid cuddle. Plus it looks classy as eff when you pour cider from a sauce pan into a chipped hostel mug. If you’re not on the cider buzz, chuck some red wine, cinnamon sticks, orange peel, and a sprinkle of sugar into the pot for some abridged mulled wine. Take your mug of warmed up booze, drink it under a quilt with good company, and let the adventures of the day settle into the ‘fond memory’ folder of your brain.

Have classics on hand Whether you’re a film, television, book, music, or game buff, keep the classics of your favourite hobby on hand. On summer trips, there’s often a time when you just want to kick back for an hour and watch the sun set, or chill around a fire and sing songs.

However you go about filling it, there’s usually a portion of the day that involves down time amongst the great outdoors. Well, when the sunset isn’t visible, and the rain’s ruined your firewood, options become limited for this part of the day. That’s where the beauteous man-made helping hands come in. Read a classic novel while sipping the cider you’ve warmed up, pop an episode of Scrubs on, try and rap along to Macklemore’s Can’t Hold Us. These kinds of activities are comfort food for the soul. They make you feel at home, fill you up with happiness, and provide you with a metaphorical golden hour when the rain clouds have a different agenda.

Have a project

No matter the length of a trip, the destination, or the purpose, I usually have some kind of project in mind the entire time. It’s usually to do with photos – I’ll picture the photo album/scrap book, and focus on filling the imaginary layout. Sometimes I’ll make little films, or make notes to go into an article. I’ll keep stubs of tickets, write diary entries, make lists of things to see that serve as a ‘scavenger hunt’, anything! While I completely understand doing naught but lazing on a beach, playing in waves, or trekking ‘round pretty waterfalls during the summer months, when it comes to winter travels, the sun may not be as keen to be the primary motivator for your day trips. A camera, looming journal entry, or determination to keep your Instagram trendy as shit may become your new reason to get out from under your cosy covers, and get amongst. Grey skies often try (and much of the time, succeed) to push me back into bed with a DVD and a box of cereal that Mum would never approve of, but what kind of stories are you gonna take away from that (besides the vomiting Coco Pops incident of ’09)? Make the most of it, a soggy backdrop puts a new spin on your usual sunshiny creative muses, and forces you to see a familiar place through a new filter.

Plus you’ve got something to show the peeps when you get back home again. #bonding

GUTTING EFFECTS

By Sasha Kunts Food doesn’t just affect your tummy.

A personal habit that could be of most benefit in combating climate change, raising the moral and ethical standards, reversing and preventing many diseases, and is 100 percent doable for everybody (every single person in the world, no exception), is an evolution to a plant based diet.

It is a movement that many environmental charities tend not to emphasize or even talk about. However, just because it is something rarely mentioned by mainstream charities and media, does not make it any less true.

There are big time reports such as the UN Environment Programme Report (which urges a shift towards a vegan diet to save the world from hunger, fuel poverty and worse impacts of climate change), that cannot be ignored which keep reminding of the huge and devastating impact of modern agriculture and, in particular, the meat and dairy production.

Einstein, who was a vegetarian himself once said “Nothing will benefit human health and increase the chances for survival of life on earth as much as the evolution to a vegetarian diet”. His statement is backed up, today, by overwhelming evidence of the devastating environmental effect of our meat-eating habits. Here are a few facts on why meat and dairy production has such a devastating impact on the environment:

• Methane - the gas which is produced from biomass, in pound to pound comparison with carbon monoxide (gas produced by vehicles) has a 20 times greater impact on climate change. The halflife of methane is much shorter than carbon, so if the methane production decreases, a subsequent decrease in greenhouse gases will be seen within a decade. Unlike carbon, for which centuries would be required to see a decrease in greenhouse gas if carbon production decreases.

• Water scarcity – currently meat and dairy consumption account for 70% of the world’s global freshwater consumption.

• Pollution – biomass (animal poo) is the top pollutant of fresh water rivers in New Zealand, a problem which is only becoming more and more serious. In 2013, a MOE report indicated that 53 percent of New Zealand rivers are unsafe for swimming, a problem largely due to the pollution caused by agriculture.

• Hunger – nearly 40 percent of the world’s grains are consumed by livestock.

• Overfishing – currently 85 percent of the world’s stocks are being harvested faster than they reproduce, 90 percent of all large predatory fish (e.g. tuna, sharks, swordfish, cod and halibut) are gone.

With some fish, such as the Blue Fin Tuna (delicacy used in sushi), predicted to disappear within three years if fishing rates are not drastically decreased.

These are only some of the problems which have a domino effect throughout the environment, and give birth to further environmental problems: deforestation, animal extinction, soil degradation, etc.

Unfortunately sustainable fishing and organic meat and milk is not the answer. Perhaps technology will find a way for us to enjoy eating animal corpses without having an effect on the environment, but currently there is no such technological answer.

Most of the latest breakthroughs (i.e. GMO’s, factory farming, pesticides) in agricultural cause much more concern than advantage (if any) in the long term.

Even if we add up the environmental impact of gas, oil, and fuel, it will not match the greenhouse gas emissions or the environmental degradation caused by the meat and dairy industries. The reduced environmental degradation will not be the only advantage of a plant based diet, it will be a much more rewarding existence if we enlarge the circle of our compassion to include all sentient beings. We can wait for technology to find an answer, or we can make a difference today.

For more information on this topics you can watch “Cowspiracy” (2014), a very powerful documentary going through most of the points mentioned above in much more detail. Also “Forks over knives” (2011) documentary deals with the health side of a plant based diet (vegan diet). Join in the conversation at the AuSM Sustainability Club Facebook page about this article, to give your feedback, opinion, or to let us know if you are interested in finding out more.

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DON’T WORRY TOO BAD, BE HAPPY MY EXPERIENCE AS A DEPRESSED RADIO ANNOUNCER

by Shawn Cleaver This never happens to me, usually I’ve stopped by now.

Not today.

It’s 6pm. I’ve got an hour until I go live, and I haven’t stopped crying for the last 40 minutes. Of course I’m upset about a girl.

My first girl, a relationship of two years that I ended. I’ve been a wreck ever since.

The clock continues to tick. This may be the first time I can’t cover it up. Because when that mic goes on, thousands of passively listening people will need to be convinced not to change station, and balling my eyes out about my ex is a quick repellent.

Everyone listening has their own issues. They’ve just left their job they don’t like to go home to a partner that probably doesn’t screw them anymore. Their kids are little shits. I am their psychologist, not vice versa. I provide a window of escape, something to take their mind off things as they drive from A to B. Average to bleak. But what about me? Sometimes the fire escape needs a fire escape!

Too bad, be happy.

I text my friend who I know is still at the office. I’m shaking as I grab my phone. I don’t like being this out of control of own body, but it’s never cried this much before. She comes in, and thank fuck she’s understanding. A shoulder that I’ll happily dump some tears onto, because I need to run out soon. I have a deadline.

Why is it so hard for us to practise gratitude for what we do have these days? I should be happy I can provide a service to these listeners; one that may even make a positive difference in their lives. But all that’s on my mind are my own demons, and I’ve got about 20 minutes to detach from them or I’m in a very awkward situation.

I need a line. Not coke, this is radio, not TV - I can’t afford that stuff. I need a sentence to calm myself down. Just one phrase to plug this emotional drain for a few hours, one to inspire me to get through this shift. It just has to work until I get home, and I need it to work, quickly. Maybe Tupac’s “For every dark night there’s a brighter day” will do? Or Churchill’s “If you’re going through hell keep going”? Actually the line that does it for me is one I came up with, “When have you never finished a shift?”

All radio announcers have done shifts hungover, sick, or with 20 seconds notice. I once took a taxi to the studio because I was still drunk from the night before, and still managed to slurr my way through the shift. Or the time I almost cut my finger off on a can of beans before a shift. I just taped it up, said my bit, then went to hospital. The determination to keep this from being the day I call in sick with 10 minutes notice is what finally allowed me to catch my breath.

It’s 9:10pm. I’m driving home listening to myself on the radio (no, not all radio is live) and you can’t tell that a few moments ago, I was a whimpering pile of feels. The people got their music, their recycled Buzzfeed content, and their Kim Kardashian news: just another normal night in radioland.

What I went through is not much different from your waiter who is having a crap day but still smiles when he pours your water, or the cop who just peeled a body from wreckage and then pulls your smart ass over for speeding. We all have baggage that we’d rather leave spinning on the carousel. Some are good at hiding it, whereas others drag their suitcase full of emotions along with them. Some, for the slight benefit of thousands of people, don’t have a choice and are forced to abandon their luggage near an airport trashcan.

Plato was old school, but summed it up pretty bloody well: “Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.”

by Amelia Petrovich Piercing people’s personal bubbles can be hella scary, you never know how it’ll go. Will they attack? Will they run? Will they begin to cry uncontrollably? Any and all of these are viable possibilities.

Because of this inherent scariness, a lot of us don’t have all that many encounters with complete strangers. I’m kind of beginning to think that this is quite a shame, because there are a few strangers out there who happen to be utter cuties.

We’re fed umpteen stories per week of people being crappy to people and hardly any of them being totally adorable.

Therefore, it becomes very easy to assume everyone out there wants bad stuff to go down for you.

So naturally, when a somewhat loud and tough-ish looking woman approached me at the bus stop this morning, my urge to become very small and instantly hide felt quite potent.

She popped my bubble of personal space with a resounding “OI!” staring pointedly at the wallet in my precariously outstretched hand. This in itself was slightly terrifying; images of attempted mugging and bus stop theft swimming before my eyes.

The brief conversation was loosely related to thievery, but it was also so far from what I was expecting, I am now sitting here a little embarrassed.

As it turned out, all this woman wanted to do was chat to me about the dangers of holding your wallet where people can see it, especially if you are already clutching several hundred coats, laptops and miscellaneous appendages like I definitely was.

This lady was genuinely concerned that in my attempt to hold my entire life in two hands, I could be a target for people who wanted to take advantage of my trusty wallet and me. She proceeded to tell me that her own wallet had been snatched once and that the police had told her to keep it under her arm inside her coat if she ever had her hands full.

That was it.

No attack, nothing scary, just some kind advice from a stranger who had spotted me doin’ life ineffectively.

I find it tremendously encouraging to think that people who you don’t know might still be keen to look out for you once in a while. Hopefully one of these days I too will get the chance to be a concerned, not-terrifying stranger to some similarly un-intimidating soul.

We’re pretty much all just wee humans trying to get by and we should give each other a hand where we can, even if it means getting stuck in and popping a couple of bubbles.

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• Hammerstrike • Human Fly • AuSM RC Car Time Trials

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• Stalls

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• Photobooth - 11am

• Photobo

• Giant Games

• Carnival Games

• Carnival

• The Carl's Jr. Eating Competition - 12:30pm

• Mechanical Surfboard • Bungee Run

• Mechan • Bungee

• Hammerstrike

• Hammer

• Human Fly

• Human

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MY BROKEN LEG

by Amelia Petrovich It’s been a long time coming but I think I’m ready to tell you; believe it or not, I have a broken leg.

I’m happy that I know it’s broken for sure, a lot of things make more sense now, but it’s still a bit scary sharing such private information with someone who might not understand what breaking legs is like.

Looking back now, I think I’ve had a broken leg for quite a while.

When I was really young I guess my leg must have felt fine, but my memories from back then are pretty hazy. Basically, I don’t think I’ve experienced a day as an adult without my broken leg.

It took me a while to notice that anything was really wrong, I used to say things like “maybe when this school term is over my leg will feel better” or “I’m getting over a break up, surely my leg will feel normal afterwards”. I also was a pretty competent person, I came from a family of hard workers who trucked through things and got results. My life was cool for the most part; I just wasn’t the kind of person who got broken legs.

The thing I’ve learnt about broken legs though is that the longer you ignore them, the harder they get to ignore. Mild discomfort turned into actual pain, accumulating a year or so ago in a total inability to leave my own bedroom and numerous phone calls home trying to work out what the hell was wrong.

I should have seen someone a little sooner, that’s one thing I do regret. Sure I’d had a few intense scares, but afterwards my leg always seemed manageable again, at least for a time. It made me wonder if I was just being melodramatic, if a doctor would look at me and write me off as “just another over-the-top young woman.”

I also just didn’t want to describe my entire leg problem to a complete stranger; it was hard enough vocalizing it to people I knew for a while, fuck spilling my entire life story to some random in a white coat.

Over time though, I just got sort of sick of the whole thing. I realized that a lot of people went about their lives happily with legs that were perfectly fine, and that maybe one day that could be a reality for me too if I just gave healing a proper shot. I was so bloody tired of it all, so I agreed to go chat to a GP. Going in, I wasn’t sure if I was hoping for a diagnosis or not, but having that one doctor take my leg seriously was the most enormous relief I think I’ve ever felt. It was explained to me that actually, maybe a leg that hurt as much as mine wasn’t normal, but it was manageable and I didn’t have to work it out all on my own anymore. As I left the doctor’s with my mum, he grabbed her aside and said, “make sure she sees someone about that.”

It was a hell of an eye-opener.

So I started seeing someone to talk about my leg once a week, trying to work out ways of dealing with it and what might aid or hinder it, because a broken leg is something that never entirely leaves you. My first few visits were pretty emotional, but they got more chilled as time went on. The person I was chatting to was a stranger like I’d worried about, but at least he was a friendly stranger with clever strategies. It felt alright.

One thing I don’t do so often is telling other people about my broken leg. It sounds stupid, but talking about it still makes me feel a little weak and vulnerable. I hate thinking that it might sound like an excuse or a way to solicit pity from people who have their own shit to deal with. I figure we all have our things that are kind of crappy. Mine’s a broken leg, someone else’s might be a broken marriage; you just never know.

Sometimes my broken leg makes people that I love angry or confused, that’s never a fun time. It gets hard looking after everyone else when you also have to make sure you’re alright, but I’m getting better at that kind of thing (I hope). Sometimes everything will be completely fine and my leg will suddenly spin out of control for no reason. When things are that intense eloquence is hard and decision-making is nigh-impossible, I feel pretty bad still for the lovely patient people who get stuck with me in moments like that.

I’m lucky I’ve only got a broken leg though. I mean, it’s just a broken leg.

It’s not something that I can control and it’s not something that makes me defective in any way. I’m still killin’ it at uni, I’ve still got incredible friends, and I still have a really full and happy life because it’s just a broken leg.

If it was something like anxiety though, well that would be an entirely different scenario… …right?

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Let’s be honest, there’s going to come a time over the next semester (it might’ve even happened already), where you’re going to want to run away from it all. We could tell you that things will get better and you should stick it out…but you have responsible adults in your life to tell you that already. Debate’s more like the cool aunty who wants to help you purchase that one way ticket to Spain! So thanks to Student Flights, we’ve got two $50 dollar vouchers to give to the first two people to Facebook message us with their name, campus, and their chosen “Runaway” destination.

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HOW TO WRITE A GOOD CV AND COVER LETTER

by Matthew Cattin

Ask me about my favourite film or album, and I’ll sell it to you with bright eyes and an endless babble of enthusiastic superlatives. Ask me what positive qualities I can bring to a position, however, and my tongue will turn to ash in my mouth, blood will flood my cheeks, and I’ll ask if I can phone a friend. Job interviews are the worst… But unfortunately, if you want to succeed in life, they’re one of those things you just have to harden up about and deal with.

Sadly, job interviews are a weakness of mine that desperately need work, so you won’t be hearing any tips from me today – I would feel too much of a phony.

But, one thing I will offer are a few handy tips for what I consider the easy part of the job-hunting process – writing a quality CV and cover letter. And silver lining, if you can master these two skills, I guarantee they will make your interview easier. When the questions get tough, just put your feet on the table, kick back, and say “it’s all there in my CV… Bitch”. Can’t go wrong.

Although universally hated by most, constructing a good CV is, by the beauty of comparison, the most enjoyable part of the process. Essentially a paper brag, this is your moment to show off to your potential employers the many gold stars you’ve collected over the course of your life.

But how do you make yours stand out in the pile? With a highlighter? Scented paper? Let me tell you.

K EEP IT S IMPLE, BU T GE T T HE ES S EN TIALS RIGHT.

YO U R HO BBI E S AR E N ’ T JU ST F I L L E R.

While your CV is all about showing off your points of difference, there are a few things that every CV must have, and to go without the basics, is to forfeit opportunities. These things may sound obvious, but be sure to tick off the following before getting into the nitty gritty; your name and contact details, your qualifications and job history, a short personal profile, extracurricular hobbies, and references. Failure to provide these things will make your CV look like an incompetent dick, so please take the time to check they’re all there.

No really. It may seem childish to list your hobbies at the bottom (I like… tree climbing… spooooooorts… moviiiiieeees), but I have been asked specifically about my hobbies in job interviews.

K EEP IT C LEAN. I’m not talking about dirty jokes or nudey pics – I’m talking about your presentation. Try to make your CV as concise as possible, and never use longwinded sentences where bullet points would suffice. Try to keep the whole document under two A4 pages long. Your CV should summarise you, sure, but it should do so at a glance. Remember that your employer has better things to do than read every CV word for word, so will likely just skim read it at first (and hopefully return to it later if it stands out). Keep it short, make it pop, don’t overdo it, and kids, have fun.

Essentially a paper brag, this is your moment to show off to your potential employers the many gold stars you’ve collected over the course of your life.

S UIT YO UR C V TO T HE JO B DES C RIPTIO N. Don’t you dare deliver the same CV to multiple jobs… Custom create each CV to suit the job description of the job you are applying for.

Emphasise the points you know will raise eyebrows.

Put your relevant qualifications in the spotlight.

Don’t make it hard for your employer – treat them like lazy shits with no time on their hands.

Sure, they’re not going to choose you for your hobbies, but if your employer is seriously considering your CV, and giving it a close reading, the fact you’ve reached Grade 8 in saxophone says more about you than it may seem. Having extra curricular hobbies (and furthermore, being successful at them) gives your employer a good insight into your personality, and can show them how driven, dedicated, skilled etc. you are.

And now, for the really fun part… The cover letter.

Where you get to wow your employers with your eloquence and smarts, tell them how suited you are to the role, and leave a sugary sweet taste in their mouth.

CU S TO M- CR E AT E. I cannot stress this enough. When writing a cover letter, you ideally want to have the job description in front of you. Look at the qualities they’re looking for, and if you’ve got ‘em, this is your chance to let them know. As students, y’all will be aware by now how Turnitin works, right? Well, some recruiters have similar digital systems for filtering applications. Tuned to pick out the cover letters with the most key words, unless you pay close attention to the job description, yours may be lost at the bottom of the pile. So be sure to use the description to your advantage, repeat key words, and in short, be a humongous kiss ass.

D O N ’ T BE S HY. Yeah, selling yourself ain’t easy… But I’m sure if you are applying for the job, you must feel like you are a good candidate, and I’m sure you are! So let your employers know that. Where your CV reveals what jobs you had, let your cover letter brag about how well you worked said job. And furthermore, tell them how your work experience has made you the best candidate for the job you’re trying to get, because that’s what it’s all about. Talk about how your past and present has prepared you for future results – they’ll lap that shit up.

Good luck!

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IN SHORT

BABY HAIRS

by Amelia Petrovich

There is nothing more fun than writing about something that really, really makes you angry. It lets you explore lots of fun words like “livid” or “atrocious” and once you become accustomed to using it, your anger radar can become one of your most finelyattuned attributes.

YOUTH CONFERENCE

by Libby Schipper The Asia Pacific Council on Hotel, Restaurant and Institutional Education, otherwise referred to as the APacCHRIE Youth Conference, was an unforgettable experience! Firstly, being invited to attend such a prestigious event was beyond belief. However, being able to listen to and engage with influential members within the hospitality industry from around the globe was phenomenal.

The event took place over a two day period, from the 11th to the 12th of June, 2015, and was hosted by AUT University. As a part of the Youth Conference, I and many others were able to socialise with students from other countries inclusive of China, the Philippines and Korea. Through being exposed to an array of different cultures, it became evident that the primary theme of the conference was “Fresh ideas from future generations”. This was fitting in the sense that the entirety of the youth attendees will be the future of the ever expanding industry. Being able to fully engage with significant figures such as Professor Kaye Chon and AUT University’s Geoff Scott was utterly inspiring as it allowed all present to gain an understanding as to how we will be able to develop and ultimately change the hospitality industry in the preceding years. As summarised by Professor Kaye Chon, the combination of humility, passion, creativity, empathy and leadership will produce greatness within the industry.

Such a formula enabled us, as youth members, to generate ideas which may lead to overall success for the hospitality industry.

Overall, by attending the Youth Conference I have become more willing to venture forward in terms of my hospitality career; to create a vision with others which will, in turn, produce outstanding changes within the industry. Furthermore, the gathering of numerous cultures, ages and repertoires have provoked fellow youth members and myself to seize every opportunity that may arise, and to embrace the unique nature that the hospitality industry offers.

I myself am constantly open to anger induced by a range of things, from global warming to fridge doors being left open in my flat- it’s an incredibly productive mental space to be in.

This week, what I’ve been angry about is my own baby hairs. You know what I’m talking about. Those fluffy little whisps of hair that fly away from your ponytail and can turn even the slickest hair day into a fuzzy tragedy. Yeah, they grind my gears, so I hopped on the old Google search to see if anyone else out there felt the same.

What I found upended my train of thought and spun it in a totally strange, different direction.

A fashion article in online magazine Jezebel addressed the problem with baby hairs, specifically baby hairs that are gelled down and into made a focal point for predominantly white fashion shows like that of DKNY’s for New York Fashion Week 2014.

I don’t know a whole lot about that kind of thing, so the fact that annoying baby hairs could be “fashion” at all surprised me a wee bit straight away. The thing that this author was peeved about though was the fact that gelled down baby hairs are an aesthetic typically associated with people of colour, and have now been appropriated into white fashion under the guise of “urban” influence.

For this author the word “urban” is just something people in the industry use when they don’t want to say “black”. The whole thing then becomes incredibly frustrating, black culture being appropriated but not celebrated because “linguistic gymnastics” disconnects high fashion trends like baby hairs from their cultural roots.

Now instead of being angry that I have baby hairs, I’m pissed that fashion people are pretending that gelled baby hairs are their thing and reaping benefits from it. Funny how anger shifts, right?

COLIN CRAIG ‘I WASN’T EVEN PLAYING’

by Kieran Bennett

Following a thrill-filled and scandal-ridden political career the likes of which had never been seen, Conservative Party Leader and serial lawsuit filer, Colin Craig, has been forced to step down as the party’s leader. However, Mr Craig has struck back against not only critics, but also the very board that fired him by declaring that he “wasn’t even playing”.

Several weeks ago, the governing board of the Conservative Party, consisting of a few elderly people, a stick, and a mouldy citrus fruit, met in a weekly meeting and came to the decision to remove Mr Craig from his position. In a statement released to press, the board said that they felt it was time for a change in leadership, as Mr Craig was “beyond a shadow of a doubt, just a useless human”. This sentiment was carried for over 20 pages, and was in fact the bulk of the report. It was only in the fourth footnote that it was finally discovered Mr Craig had actually been fired. This news was met with a large amount of shock and dismay from the political community, largely due to the incredible impact that Mr Craig had on national politics. Prime Minister John Key also weighed in on the situation, telling press that Mr Craig would be “sorely missed” and that he would be “pouring one out for the bruddahs” that evening.

The board has stood by its decision, however, saying that much like the conservative tenants that made up their party, they would not be swayed by either social progress or even logical evidence.

“Mr Craig, despite his many, many contributions to the New Zealand political landscape just isn’t performing up to standard” was the statement issued by the stick that sits on the board, Mallory Gregheart.

In an unexpected turn of events, however, Mr Craig has publically revealed that he “wasn’t even playing” and so him being fired “like, doesn’t even count”. This revelation has come as something of a shock as all parties involved were quite sure that he was in fact, playing. Mr Craig has gone on to say that because he wasn’t playing, his forced resignation “doesn’t count” and now that he is playing, he is still the leader of the Conservative Party, no taksies backsies.

Any attempts to persuade Mr Craig otherwise have been met with Mr Craig crossing his fingers out in front of his body and screaming “I have shield!”

UNITED STATES STILL BATHED IN FLAMES

by Kieran Bennett

Following the legalization of homosexual marriage, the United States of America is reportedly still bathed in the holy fires of God’s wrath. The fires show no signs of abating whatsoever, and a large group of liberals, homosexuals and young people with freethinking ideas have been left feeling quite foolish.

The day after the Supreme Court of the United States declared that same-sex marriage was legal in all 50 states, a large number of unexplained fires erupted throughout the country. Accompanying these fires were light bathed figures wrapped in American flags driving Dodge challengers, who explained that the fires were America’s punishment for being so accepting of a lifestyle that would, ultimately, interfere with other people so much.

It has now been several weeks, and the United States is still burning, with The Lord’s anger showing no sign of abating.

Gay rights activist, Sean Coulson, stated that he was “incredibly surprised” and “did not, I mean did not, see this coming”. Other activist groups and all round decent people have also been left scratching their heads, unsure as to how they could have possibly not anticipated that the Good Lord Above would have disapproved.

Right Wing Evangelical preachers all throughout the country are gently rubbing their nipples.

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I ' L L B E F I N E Amelia interviewed Ben Wilson, the nineteen year old playwright, and one half of the two-man show, I’ll be Fine. The show graced Auckland’s Basement Theatre at the end of June, so she caught up with him to get a behind the scenes look into the entire experience.

Why do you reckon Jude and Brian’s story is an important one to tell?

It’s about a time period in young people’s lives that is so often brushed over, especially in New Zealand- the transitional period between school and ‘adulthood’. Jude and Brian are meant to represent as many of the issues they can that exist during this time period fXor young people. It’s important to tell cause it’s close to home, I guess. The fears and anxieties that we tap into with Jude and Brian are not specific to them; they are universal fears…I guess that’s the point of the journey, realizing that.

What was it like both acting in and directing your own play?

Ah we didn’t last long trying to direct it ourselves. We knew we needed someone great who understood what we wanted and we found that in Ryan. So having Ryan on board was the cherry on top, I like to think we work really well together. It was super collaborative. In terms of acting in my own play I guess it was easy to forget I wrote it. Because when you work with just two other guys, who are as passionate and close to the play as James and Ryan, it stops becoming ‘my’ play and becomes OUR story in equal measure.

What’s been the most challenging part of producing “I’ll Be Fine”?

I’ve never been someone who’s good at business type things, [they’re] just never really a concern of mine. But when you want to get your own work out there you have to kind of prepare to do everything yourself, and that was hard. But I think the most challenging part was the doubt.

That fear of ‘will this transcend’ or ‘will this play or story mean anything to people’, you know? That’s the hardest part and James and Ryan make that easier. They’re so good at just being like “Ben, shut the fuck up.”

Why did you decide to bring “I’ll Be Fine” to Auckland?

Ah as much life as we can get out of Jude and Brian’s story I guess. When we did it in Wellington we realized just how many young people understood what we were saying and we wanted to saturate a larger audience I guess. It just felt like the next step. James was already up here, the Basement were keen to have us, and we didn’t feel finished just yet.

How does performing in Auckland compare to performing in Wellington?

Rehearsing is a lot different here. In Wellington we made the show in James’ garage…so it’s strange using a rehearsal space and re-working something we already know pretty well. It’s fun being able to get deeper into the show, you know? Also taking on all the feedback we got from Welly and utilizing it.

How did you both become involved in this as a creative project?

I wrote the first draft in my last year of high school then reworked it early on in my first year at uni. Just kind of taking all that shit I was feeling and putting it into words. James and me were in the same course at uni and I sent the script to James after doing an audition with him. He said he wanted to make it happen. So we just kind of spent 2014 molding and shaping the show and getting Ryan in on the fun.

Do you have any favourite scenes to perform?

There is a scene where Jude and Brian are standing on a rock yelling at the ocean. I really like doing that scene. It sums up what the play means to me.

What’s some of the coolest feedback you guys have had so far?

“An amusing performance by the playwright who rattles away like a Kiwi Woody Allen on speed” that always makes me laugh. I got some feedback from a guy I kind of know who said “I wanna thank you for writing a play like this because I feel like a lot of it is where my head is at right now.” That meant a lot; it’s all I want from writing and making plays.

What do you hope audiences will take away from the story?

Um just…’I’ll be fine’.

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HOME (BITTER)SWEET HOME

by Urooza Sarma After shuffling cities and countries for the first quarter of the year, I have spent the last couple of months in the trifecta of islands in the corner of the world that I call home. Home, in its purest form is comfort; is that feeling of reality, being grounded and sinking into the safety net that surrounds you. From the moment the plane did the hongi with the Aotearoa tarmac, that feeling of home cushioned my own landing. My phone buzzed with the familiarity of text messages from my favourite Aucklanders, the ‘the sweeeet as kee-wee acc-ehnt f-eeld tha ay-ar’, and as always the customs officer put a smile on my dial with his “welcome home”.

But as with anything that is too comfortable, too familiar and too simple, it’s easy to become trapped in the warm embrace of home. Auckland may not have changed in the time I was away, but I’ve come to the realization, that I have. Sure, I still thrive off having a routine and get giddy with excitement when I tick things off a to-do list, and while it’s true that a rolling stone gathers no moss, there’s nothing extraordinary about a moss covered stone. I’ve picked up a yearning for new experiences; (trying) to immerse myself into new things and to push my personal boundaries. After all, experience and retrospect are the only way to be able to one day say, “oh well, I tried”.

After five months of wandering and yolo-ing, I really was home.

The most change that Auckland has seen in the time I was away has been a new petrol station on the Pakuranga Highway, and the Indian restaurant in Howick has changed names and hands… again. Riveting stuff, but hey, slow and steady (may but probably will not) win the race. My pillars of familiarity and comfort, my friends and close ones have welcomed another year of uni, graduated, got full time jobs, gone on travels, and changed hairstyles. And just like that, I slotted right back into the life that I’d pined after for months. I met old friends; made new ones, found an employer who was willing to hire me for two months, and my car (bless it) actually worked. For the first time in 2015, I had a set routine, a plan and have felt more like my old self again.

So, as my two-month rendezvous with home comes to an end, I am removing myself from its warm and heartening embrace; packing my bags with coats, beanies and scarves to move to the Great (very very cold) South, to experience life as an Honours student in New Zealand’s very own student town, Dunedin. With my fear of the known coming to an end one more time, I am nervous and apprehensive, but I am also excited and ready to catch that boat on the go-with-the-flow-river one more time.

Though this time, there’ll be some direction. In Talking Heads style, who knows, this might be the place… (for a third home).

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I’m not crazy about Simon Pegg, and perhaps that was my first blunder, but I usually find him a tolerable lead, if perhaps a little hit and miss. Paired against the equally socially defunct Nancy (Lake Bell), Jack (Pegg) finds himself unintentionally in a blind date with the wrong girl. But chill out everyone! She’ll probably end up being the right girl after all!

MAN UP

Directed by Ben Palmer Starring Simon Pegg, Lake Bell, Dean-Charles Chapman

Reviewed by Matthew Cattin Not usually a fan of rom-coms, I took a chance with Man Up. It has since become my life’s biggest and most embarrassing regret.

No, really. As the credits rolled, I remained in my seat, partly out of shock, but mostly because I was too ashamed to meet the eyes of others in the cinema. If I hadn’t paid for my ticket, I sure as shit would have walked out.

A simple case of right place, right time, forever alone Nancy finds herself whisked away on a spontaneous date with the supposedto-be-likable Jack. And rather than “manning up” and telling him the truth straight off the bat, the pair fuck around for about an hour and a half like obnoxious children.

How this film got off the ground, and furthermore garnered mostly positive reviews, makes my eyebrows squeeze together and my nose wrinkle. It is absolutely appalling… predictable at every turn. The unlikely couple (oh yeah, spoiler alert, they end up banging) are supposedly in their mid-thirties, yet the audience is expected to sit happily and go along with them acting like toddlers. No. Just no.

With uncomfortably rapey jokes, unbelievable characters, idiotic and unlikable leads, and jokes so bad they make Schindler’s List feel like a joke-a-minute classic, I would only recommend this to those who hate themselves with a burning passion. Avoid like your life depends on it.

Despite it being shown three times this was a bad idea, Jurassic World follows the latest dinosaur-based theme park to open and endanger people’s lives. This time, a genetically engineered dinosaur Indominus Rex has been created as a new attraction – and it, of course, manages to break free. Park manager Claire (Howard) is forced to team with keeper Owen (Pratt) to rescue her nephews caught in the chaos.

JURASSIC WORLD Directed by Colin Trevorow Starring Chris Pratt, Bryce Dallas Howard, Vincent D’Onforio

Reviewed by Ethan Sills Putting it right out there: I haven’t seen the original movies. As such, I can’t really say how World compares to them – in fact, it wasn’t very high on my agenda until it began breaking every record out there. I felt a global sense of peer pressure to see this, and after two hours of dinosaurs, high heels and whiny kids, I can’t see the fuss.

World is very basic blockbuster, following a typical path of ‘something’s wrong, we have to fix it’. It isn’t particularly smart and has relatively few action scenes for something like this: the action is fairly brief outside of the climactic rampaging dinosaur battle.

Several sub plots are shoved into to counteract the madness: the kids struggling to get along, Claire and Owen’s chemistry and a private security force using the chaos to their advantage. None of them amount to much though, basically just giving stereotypical personalities to the people fighting the dinosaurs. I also found it dull and uninspired to force in sexual chemistry between Claire and Owen, when both characters could have done well without it.

If you like dinosaurs, you’ll probably like this movie – the special effects are very good, with the production design a clear highlight.

However, most of the actors are better than this, given little to do but run, be scared and occasional drop a one liner. A bit more original story would have made this a much better movie.

REVIEWS

I’m now adamant that we should all force Ponytail-gate to the back of our minds and focus on how incredible and magical Rosie Café is in its own right.

ROSIE CAFE 356 Karangahape Rd

Reviewed by George Fenwick So right now I feel like a bit of a scrub, because the last place I reviewed for Debate got a whopping 4.5 stars from me purely because it was cheap and the food was edible. Being a student, it’s easy to forget that food can actually be tasty and that restaurants do actually exist for reasons other than filling your broke belly. I’ve got to say, Rosie Café has me re-defining my own personal food standards, and they’ve raised the bar so high I’m kind of scared that nothing in my life will ever top it.

Rosie Café is also known for being the place where John Key hung out to yank ponytails, which was originally what I was going to kick off this whole review with (because it’s hilarious), until I actually went in there and got brunch.

When I got there, the little glass-box café was packed with beautiful people from Parnell and I had a ten-minute wait to even get through the door, but the smiley waiter got me a glass of sparkling water and I was won over- I mean, fizzy water just because I was there? So fancy, so good.

The fancy goodness continued once I was finally inside too, with literally everything on the menu looking amazing. Though the mushroom, Jerusalem artichoke, poached egg and truffled feta combination won my affection in the end.

Sweet, sweet Jesus it was good too. I thought I’d regret being dainty and going for a vegetarian option on a ravenous Sunday morning… not so. I’ve never had mushrooms more tasty in my whole life, and there were about a thousand of them strewn all over my classy black plate- the gift that kept on giving.

I also had white carnation tea, which tasted like angel tears and had a whole dried carnation flower in it (the flower blooms in the hot tea as you drink it, it was incredible and made me feel like Alice in Wonderland).So I’m going to go away and cry now because I don’t think I’ll ever have a brunch as delicious or adorable ever again, but while I do that I implore you, visit Rosie Café and be amazed. Five stars (or a thousand).

The show is essentially the behind the scenes of a Bachelor­-esque bating show ‘Everlasting’. Rachel is a producer who specialises in manipulating the contestants, but she is recovering from a breakdown slowly revealed over the first episode and is more tentative about her role. Her volatile producer Quinn expects her to jump right into it, dealing with the stubborn new leading man Adam Cromwell as well as the emotional contestants.

UnREAL

Created by Marti Noxon, Sarah Gertrude Shapiro Starring Shiri Appleby, Craig Bierko, Freddie Stroma

Reviewed by Ethan Sills Catty, unnerving, tense, funny and bitingly parodic: if any of these things appeal to you, then UnREAL, a new dramedy streaming on Lightbox might just be for you.

The show really opens gun blazing: we jump straight into the plot, with little room for set up or preparation for what comes next. It is a bit jarring at first having all these elements flung at you, but I guess it is better than blatantly spelling out all the context. Once you get used to it, the episode moves be quickly, not dragging and feeling much shorter than its forty five minute run time.

It may seem a bit over the top at times, but I also completely buy the concept moreso than most other shows out there. It is hilarious and as much as it is brutal: the manipulation of the contestants can be uncomfortable to watch it’s so well done. The acting is neither amazing nor terrible, though it is clear the characters will grow with time, with many seeds sown for future development and storylines.

Overall, it was a better first episode than most shows and made for a fun watch. It is funny but not forced, and is dramatic without being overwhelming. Could have been better, but enjoyable all the same.

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Kia ora koutou katoa My name is Josh and I am the Clubs and Societies Coordinator for AuSM@AUT. As we enter the second semester of our academic year, I thought it would be a good idea to introduce our clubs both new and old to current students, as well as new students here at AUT. Joining Clubs and Societies is a great way to get involved with the AUT student community as well as rubbing shoulders with some top notch academics. Camile Nakhid, who is an Associate Professor for the faculty of Culture and Society has attended club events and has delivered riveting speeches to students at events like Africa Day, which was hosted by the AUT African students Association. You can meet or find out more about clubs on our clubs days which we hold on each campus next week, so don’t miss out this semester and get involved!

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BLOOMIN' BRILLIANT BROWNIES Extract from Little Book of Big Treats by Jamie Oliver This is a great little recipe for easy, fail-safe, gloriously gooey chocolate brownies.

Made with sumptuous dark chocolate, nuts and sour cherries.

Preparation and Cooking Time: 40m + cooling time Serves 20 •

250 g unsalted butter

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200 g good-quality dark chocolate (70% cocoa solids), broken up

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75 g dried sour cherries, optional

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50 g chopped nuts, optional

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80 g cocoa powder, sifted

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65 g plain flour, sifted

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1 teaspoon baking powder

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360 g caster sugar

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4 large free-range eggs

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zest of 1 orange, optional

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250 ml crème fraîche, optional

Preheat your oven to 180°C. Line a 24cm square baking tin with greaseproof paper. In a large bowl over some simmering water, melt the butter and the chocolate and mix until smooth. Add the cherries and nuts, if you're using them, and stir together.

In a separate bowl, mix together the cocoa powder, flour, baking powder and sugar, then add this to the chocolate, cherry and nut mixture. Stir together well. Beat the eggs and mix in until you have a silky consistency.

Pour your brownie mix into the baking tray, and place in the oven for around 25 minutes. You don't want to overcook them so, unlike cakes, you don't want a skewer to come out all clean.

The brownies should be slightly springy on the outside but still gooey in the middle.

Allow to cool in the tray, then carefully transfer to a large chopping board and cut into chunky squares. These make a fantastic dessert served with a dollop of crème fraîche mixed with some orange zest.

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YOUR AUT OUTLOOK CALENDAR HAS GONE NEXT LEVEL! Last year we scrapped the old Webmail system and brought you Office 365 Outlook.

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