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THE PEP BAND PLAYS FOR THEMSELVES AS MUCH AS FOR THE TEAM ON THE FIELD. A LITTLE PEP IN THEIR STEP PAGE 10

STUDENTS QUESTION 2020 CANDIDATES ON CLIMATE CHANGE IN GASTON HALL PAGE 8

“IT’S BRINGING AN AMERICAN HOME”: SEVEN YEARS LATER, AUSTIN TICE IS STILL MISSING PAGE 12

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September 27, 2019 Volume 52 | Issue 3

Celebrating 50 Years

editorials

Make Georgetown Admissions Test-Optional

Editor-In-Chief Sienna Brancato Managing Editor Noah Telerski

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Repeal the 2001 AUMF

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news

Executive Editor Features Editor News Editor Assistant News Editors

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“It’s bringing an American home”: Seven Years Later, Austin Tice is Still Missing

carrying on

One Mass Shooting is Too Many NATALIE CHAUDHURI AND CAROLINE WILKERSON

JULIA PINNEY

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Where Are All the Ladies in Gaming?

CHRISTINE SUN

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Executive Editor Voices Editor Assistant Voices Editor Editorial Board Chair Editorial Board

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A Little Pep in Their Step: In the Stands with the Georgetown Pep Band

Identity, Violence, and Change Clash at the MEI Modern Art Gallery

Executive Editor Sports Editor Assistant Editor Halftime Editor Assistant Halftime Editors

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voices

Politics Over Prose?

LIZZ PANKOVA

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Students Question 2020 Candidates on Climate Change in Gaston Hall NOAH TELERSKI AND RACHEL COHEN

“The whole mission of the Institute of Politics and Public Service is to pull back the curtain and give students direct access to the political process through the people who do it,” Elleithee said. “That’s the whole reason we exist.”

Aaron Wolf Will Shanahan Tristan Lee Nathan Chen Ethan Cantrell, Josi Rosales

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NOAH TELERSKI

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Lizz Pankova Leina Hsu Natalie Chaudhuri Inès de Miranda Sienna Brancato, Delaney Corcoran, Annemarie Cuccia, Lizz Pankova, Julia Pinney, Noah Telerski, Jack Townsend

Executive Editor Brynn Furey Leisure Editor Ryan Mazalatis Assistant Editors Emma Chuck, Anna Pogrebivsky, Juliana Vaccaro De Souza Halftime Editor Skyler Coffey Assistant Halftime Editors Teddy Carey, Samantha Tritt, John Woolley

cover story

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Jack Townsend Katherine Randolph Rachel Cohen Annemarie Cuccia, Caroline Hamilton, Roman Peregrino

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critical voices

Ad Astra is Both Alienating and Deeply Human ABBY WEBSTER

Executive Editor Jacob Bilich Spread Editors Delaney Corcoran, Olivia Stevens Cover Editor Egan Barnitt Assistant Design Editors Timmy Adami, Josh Klein, Cade Shore Staff Designers Marie Luca, Ally West, Amy Zhou

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Copy Chief Neha Wasil Assistant Copy Editors Maya Knepp, Sophie Stewart Editors Mya Allen, Stephanie Leow, Moira Phan, Madison Scully, Cindy Strizak, Maya Tenzer, Kristin Turner

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Executive Editor Podcast Editor Assistant Podcast Editor Photo Editor

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Kayla Hewitt Panna Gattyan Peter Guthrie John Picker

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Executive Editor Jake Glass Website Editor Cam Smith

business

General Manager Maggie Grubert Assistant Manager of Leah Fawzi Accounts & Sales Assistant Manager of Alice Gao Alumni Outreach

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“Blown Away” EGAN BARNITT

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An eclectic collection of jokes, puns, doodles, playlists, and news clips from the collective mind of the Voice staff.

→ → CASSI'S ANIMAL DOODLE

→ → TIM AND LIV'S QUIZ

How Much Do You Contribute to Climate Change?

The Elephant in the Room

Climate change is real and our planet is about to DROP periodt. Tim and Liv are model citizens, so we’re assessing the rest of the Georgetown community to see if you are up to par. The standards are HIGH. Take our quiz, and don’t disappoint us (or Mother Earth).

1. How long are your showers? a. I flooded Harbin 6. b. Long enough to grow mold in my VCE (steamy!) c. I take baths in the Dahlgren fountain 4. I’m a dirty boi, I don’t shower 2. How do you dispose of The Hoya? a. Burn it in offering to the prince of darkness (Satan) b. Throw it out c. Recycle that b d. I don’t even pick it up #zerowaste Check your results at the bottom of this page!

3. What’s your go-to water bottle? a. I reuse my Dasani b. Repurposed Voss c. Oh, you didn’t notice my blue powerade? #athlete d. I’m an MSBetch (Hydroflask, obvi) 4. a. b. c. d.

Favorite mode of campus transportation?

I use a Vespa, like I did in Barthelona 911, Saferide please?

GERMS I walk.

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Halftime’s Fall Playlist

There’s no such thing as an opinion on climate change.

You’re either a peer reviewed scientist or paid off by Shell … and that’s the tea.

LISTEN TO THE AFTERNOON TEA PODCAST AT GEORGETOWNVOICE.COM

→ → SPORTS

→ → OVERHEARD AT GEORGETOWN

Halftime Sports Preview Manchester City have had a record-setting two seasons in Premier League play. En route to back-to-back championships, they amassed more points than any other team in the history of the Premier League.

This season, they’re continuing their torrid pace, scoring a record five goals in under 18 minutes against Watford. In his Halftime Sports debut, Steven Kingkiner recaps their historic day. Check it out at georgetownvoice.com

“It’s important to invest in yourself.”

1. Grand Theft Autumn/ Where Is Your Boy Fall Out Boy 2. September Earth, Wind, and Fire 3. Sweater Weather The Neighbourhood 4. All Too Well Taylor Swift 5. Autumn Leaves Ed Sheeran 6. October Alessia Cara 7. Autumn Leaves BTS 8. Golden Hour Kacey Musgraves 9. 1979 The Smashing Pumpkins 10. Sweet November SZA

“Yeah, I do. That’s why I’m always broke.”

Mostly a’s: You’re the worst. The earth is on fire, and not even our tears can put it out; Mostly b’s: Do better. Mama Earth is QUAKING (literally, stop the fracking); Mostly c’s: Ugh you’re fine we guess (and by that, we mean slightly better than Pure La Croix); Mostly d’s: The earth rejoices, plants and animals sing your praise. Lorde on high!

afternoon tea by egan barnitt; elephant by cassi sullivan; lacroix rat by timmy adami

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EDITORIALS

Make Georgetown Admissions Test-Optional

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he SAT is supposedly an objective, merit-based assessment; the harder you work, the better you score. But that’s not the reality. Family income and race play too large a role in determining a student’s score. As a result, the SAT is not a fair metric to assess a student’s performance in high school or to predict how they will perform in college.

Schools across the country, including Georgetown, use these tests as an essential part of their admissions processes.

It is well-established that the tests give white and affluent students an advantage. Even a test that perfectly corrects for that bias would still reduce students to digits on a page, incapable of expressing their unique traits. Georgetown must make standardized testing an optional part of a student’s application because standardized testing perpetuates racist inequalities, privileges wealth, and does not reliably predict college readiness.

The SAT dates back to the 1920s, when psychologist and avowed eugenicist Carl Brigham helped create an aptitude test to be used in high schools. In his book, A Study of American Intelligence, Brigham wrote that standardized testing would prove that white Americans were superior and prevent “the continued propagation of defective strains in the present population”—mainly, the “infiltration of white blood into the Negro.”

The not-for-profit College Board began administering the SAT in 1934. Racial disparities in scores became evident, and by 1976, the College Board reported that the average black student’s SAT score was about 240 points lower than the average white student’s score. As recently as 2015, the top scorers on the math section of the SAT were 60 percent Asian, 33 percent white, 5 percent Latino, and 2 percent black.

These discrepancies are not a reflection of innate differences in intelligence, but the product of a society engineered to produce white prosperity. Segregationist housing policies, for instance, mean that black students disproportionately attend under-resourced schools starting in kindergarten. It is no wonder black students score lower on average than white students on standardized tests.

As family income increases, test scores also increase.

According to the 2018 National SAT Validity Study, students whose families made between $40,000 and $80,000 annually had the same average high school GPA as more students whose families earned over $200,000. However, the two groups had a 169-point gap in their average SAT scores.

Wealthy students can afford expensive SAT prep courses and tutors, which raise their test scores.

America’s most selective colleges are also the least socioeconomically diverse. The median family income of a Georgetown student is $229,100. 74 percent of our student body comes from the top 20 percent, while 3.1 percent comes from the bottom 20 percent. Georgetown claims to want to foster a community in diversity, but it’s clear that our admissions process has not created a community in socioeconomic diversity.

In May, the College Board announced an addition to the SAT called an “adversity index.” This index would quantify aspects of a student’s background that might influence their test results and provide a numerical score out of 100.

Using students’ zip codes, the College Board would measure neighborhood crime rate, rigor of high school curriculum, parents’ education level, and housing instability. If the SAT needs a comprehensive adversity index to make it a fair 4

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test, then the test is in no way the unbiased standard many presume it to be.

In August, following backlash from parents and university officials, the College Board rolled back plans to implement the adversity index in favor of a “Landscape” program. The program would provide both admissions officers and students with background information on a student’s neighborhood and school, but it would not generate a numerical score.

While the College Board is right to try to fix its test, the SAT is too broken to fix. Instead, Georgetown must make admissions test-optional and de-emphasize the significance of standardized testing in admissions. Over 1,000 colleges nationwide are now test-optional, including George Washington University and the University of Chicago. Test-optional DePaul University found that nonsubmitting students had lower standardized test scores than those who chose to submit, but they had equivalent first-year GPAs. Analysts concur that high school grades, rather than standardized test scores, are the best predictor of college success.

At the very least, the SAT is a mentally, emotionally, and financially draining endeavor. At Georgetown, the issue is particularly acute. In addition to an SAT or ACT score, Georgetown also strongly recommends three SAT subject tests, making it one of the more standardizedtest heavy schools in the country. Becoming test-optional would decrease the stress and anxiety around the college application process Going test-optional will not mean decreasing the quality of the applicants. It may just mean using alternative tools to measure the quality of an applicant. At Brandeis University, for example, students can choose to submit either an SAT or ACT, three subject tests, or a writing sample and extra recommendation letter.

There’s an opportunity here for us to do things differently. But in a larger sense, we should live up to our university’s guiding Jesuit value of cura personalis, which in this case means caring about the whole person. We must stop judging prospective students based on an unreliable number which doesn’t say anything about who they are. If we want to be Hoyas for others, and if we want to create a true community in diversity, the university must commit itself to becoming test-optional. G

Repeal the 2001 AUMF

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s of Sept. 12, 18-year-olds enlisting in the military may be sent to fight in Afghanistan in response to attacks that occurred before they were born. The undeniable tragedy of the Sept. 11 attacks has led to a prolonged U.S. military presence in Afghanistan that has put American lives at stake, while doing very little to resolve the root causes of the attacks.

Eighteen years later, this editorial board calls for the removal of troops from the region and the repeal of the 2001 Authorization for the Use of Military Force (AUMF). We find the continued conflict in Afghanistan an especially egregious overstep in the use of U.S. forces.

An AUMF is an authorization passed by Congress that allows the president to engage in a long-term conflict abroad in certain regions, for certain purposes, or with certain people. Rather than asking Congress to declare war, modern presidents have opted to just request authorization for a commitment of troops. Despite “war on terror” rhetoric, the country has not technically been at war since World War II. The relevant clause of the AUMF is only 60 words and authorizes the president to use force against anyone he

“determines planned, authorized, committed, or aided the terrorist attacks.”

The process for approving troops generally follows the same pattern. An event occurs that the president thinks requires a military response from the United States. They then can immediately begin an operation, as long as they notify Congress within the following 48 hours. Congress has 60 days to decide whether to authorize the action. If it does not, the troops must leave within the month.

At the time of the 9/11 attacks, the Voice’s editorial board wrote that overwhelming force was not the solution to the nation’s devastation. “A full-out war against one country will not defeat terrorism, an enemy that spans the globe,” the article read. “Based on what we know now, President Bush, do not declare war on Afghanistan.”

We stand by the words written by our staff then, but it is now our, and our nation’s, burden to deal with the present— and there is no way to justify our continued presence in Afghanistan.

The 2001 AUMF was signed into law on Sept. 18, 2001, only nine days after the attacks. The nation was still reeling from the tragedy, and citizens were calling for a response. The result of this unstable environment was a Joint Resolution broadly expanding the president’s war-making powers—one that only Rep. Barbara Lee (D-CA) voted against.

These words, originally intended to respond to a singular event, have now been used to justify the majority of U.S. military action in the Middle East. Both the Obama and Trump administrations have used the passage to authorize attacks on ISIS, even though it’s difficult to claim those strikes were responses to 9/11.

As a global terrorist threat tends to be wide-reaching, it is fairly easy to link a current or former ISIS fighter to someone in some way associated with Al-Qaeda.

The problem is not the attacks on ISIS. The United States should be able to respond to terrorist threats. However, responses should be authorized individually, according to the attack’s actual purpose: to stop ISIS, not respond to 9/11.

AUMFs are meant to be specific and limited. The 2001 AUMF is neither, and it has dramatically expanded U.S. military intervention. Congress can avoid declaring war while still authorizing military action. This AUMF’s vagueness and lack of an end date has turned it from a congressional oversight tool to a blank check for the president. It must be repealed.

Contrary to what some may say, the current AUMF is by no means necessary for national security. The threats it was designed to combat are not controversial—if action needs to be taken it will not get delayed by political debate. At any point, Congress has the power to pass a new authorization, relating either to Afghanistan or to the actual threats the United States faces today.

By allowing the current AUMF to be used for so long, Congress has abdicated its oversight powers, which is grossly irresponsible. Congress is meant to represent the American people. A repeal of this AUMF would force a vote on a new authorization for each use of force, which would allow the people, particularly those who serve, to have a voice in the country’s decision to use military force.

For the past 18 years, the AUMF has normalized a culture of invasion as an immediate response to crisis. It takes decisions about war away from the public eye. This has enmeshed the nation in prolonged conflicts that do not benefit the countries we invade and take a toll on American soldiers.

Congress must repeal the AUMF immediately and begin the process of troop withdrawal from Afghanistan.

As a country, we must reorient our focus to preventing, not making, war, and eliminating this excess in presidential power is the first step in doing that. G

VOICES CARRYING ON: VOICE STAFFERS SPEAK

One Mass Shooting Is Too Many NATALIE CHAUDHURI

With contributions by Caroline Wilkerson, a former student at Pepperdine University

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Natalie is the treasurer and cofounder of March For Our Lives Georgetown.

aroline: No one can warn you about what a mass shooting feels like.

Nothing can prepare you for the sudden emptiness, or the random hugs, or the tears running down everyone’s faces.

On Nov. 7, 2018, someone tried to shoot my friends. They were line dancing at Borderline Bar and Grill, living life, enjoying their first semester of college at Pepperdine University. Though I was invited, I couldn’t go because I had a stomach bug. These people that I shared so many connections with (my resident advisor, a sorority sister, a girl from my speech class) were about to be inextricably bound together by a trauma that no one wants to have. My best friend at school lived next to the girl who didn’t come home. Her name was Alaina Housley. She smiled at me one day when I was feeling down, and I’ll never forget the warmth she kindled in my heart. I didn’t know her personally, but we sang in choir together, until a random act of violence suddenly stopped the music. The next song I sang was at her memorial service. Her mom, dad, and little brother were sitting in front of me. I’ll never forget that empty feeling in my heart. Everyone said the right words about how kindness matters, and about how Alaina loved coffee bean ice-blended mochas, but really we were just gritting our teeth to make it through this somehow.

Alaina lived vivaciously: she loved to play soccer, and read, and play ukulele, and sing. She was on the mock trial team, and she loved Ben and Jerry’s “The Tonight Dough” ice cream. She should have been able to keep on loving those things, but one person with a gun changed all of that forever.

Natalie: It was only when I was about to get on the treadmill at Yates that I heard Caroline call—screw the “No Cell Phones Allowed” sign. I sat down next to a pile of gym bags, and we took a minute to just cry together because there were no words to express what was going on around us. A mass shooting in your town is oftentimes not just about the people who were lost, but the survivors that were left behind. As my friend told me about the cuts on her friends’ arms from when they tried to smash the windows to get out, the nightmares her friends were having because of their PTSD, the pain she felt every time she had to hear about another mass shooting, another destroyed city, another lost friend—I just wanted to hug her a little longer.

Caroline: Then we were just supposed to move on with life. Well, actually, the Woolsey fire came to our school the next day, and we all slept on the cafeteria floor while smoke came under the door. I don’t remember the fire as vividly as I do the aftermath of the shooting. I saw people wrapped up in bandages. These were people I knew—the faces I recognized on campus. I wanted to say something, anything that could mean a little bit of hope for anyone. But instead, I just winced when someone started playing “Bohemian Rhapsody” on the piano, and we sang the line “pulled the trigger now he’s dead.” It was too soon.

I opened the choir attendance log and flipped to Alaina’s name. “Sorry I was late, I was helping a teacher,” she wrote in her pretty bubbly handwriting. I died a little on the inside. Somehow the pen, binder, and empty chair were still here, but Alaina wasn’t anymore.

Natalie: The mall where the El Paso shooting took place is where my family and I used to go Christmas shopping. Some families at my school attended the country music festival in Las Vegas. The toddler shot in Odessa was taken to the hospital where my parents work. Gun violence doesn’t care where you live, how old you are, what your take on gun violence prevention is.

I also need to emphasize, because it is so often forgotten, gun violence is more than just mass shootings. So many people die every day, and it does not make national headlines. Whether it’s gun violence on the street, which primarily affects low-income people of color, or suicide, which is one of the leading causes of death for young adults, gun violence is pervasive and not specific to mass shootings.

Yet, gun violence is preventable.

My friends often ask me, “If nothing happened after Newtown, why do you think something will happen after any of these other mass shootings?”

I don’t know how to respond to that. I don’t know why the country did nothing after young children lost their lives. But that doesn’t mean we are somehow bound to complacency or inaction.

Roughly 85 percent of this country believes in universal background checks. The majority of this country would get behind Center for Disease Control research on gun violence. The majority of this country supported banning bump stocks. The majority of this country can agree that we do not need military assault rifles for hunting. The majority of this country is tired of mass shootings, gun violence on the street, and gun violence as a result of unaddressed mental health issues.

But action hasn’t been taken. Gun lobbies still have influence in politics.

Politicians worried about their re-election chances and their image still refuse to take action. The politicians who blame gun violence on mental health have done very little to support mental health programs themselves.

Since guns are the more preventable piece of this epidemic, the focus should be on changing gun violence legislation.

I was lucky that my best friend didn’t go to the bar that day. There are so many other best friends who did. But if we don’t take action this time, there’s going to be a next time. We can’t avoid the music festival, the nightclub, the concert, the movie theater, the Walmart. All we can do is try to prevent another empty chair.

Caroline: We have a great responsibility to those who were robbed of their voices. Every time I hear of a new shooting in America, I think of the families, and the friends, and the friends of the families. I think about how it’s someone’s daughter, someone’s mom, someone’s best friend. It’s not fair that my mom got to pick me up from my freshman year of college, and Alaina’s mom had to sign a death certificate instead.

You should tell the people in your life that you love them. Alaina’s parents made a bookmark that they gave out to her friends. She really loved the musical Rent, so her parents printed the quote “No day but today” above a picture of her.

That always stays with me. Those were supposed to be her senior pictures, not the ones on the bulletin for her funeral. I put that quote on my door so that it’s the last thing I see when I walk out into the world every morning. It reminds me that each new day could be my last but also emboldens me to seize every opportunity the world offers to enact change for the better.

Natalie: During high school, like many others in our generation, I participated in the walkouts and marches that took place after the shooting in Parkland, Florida. When I got to college, I was disappointed that there wasn’t a space on campus for gun violence prevention advocacy, but since I was focused on other first semester freshman worries at the time, I hadn’t given it much thought.

Thousand Oaks reminded me that enough was enough.

“Hey,” I messaged a friend. “Were you the one whose roommate was starting a March For Our Lives chapter at Georgetown?”

That one text changed the rest of my freshman year. With four other freshmen, I helped start the March For Our Lives chapter at Georgetown, going through new club development until we finally had access to benefits from the university. One movement will not be enough to make the necessary changes for gun violence in America. But maybe we’ll get closer. G

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VOICES

Where Are All the Ladies in Gaming?

CHRISTINE SUN

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hen game designer Luke Crane asked a deceptively simple question on Twitter: “Why are there so few lady game creators,” he might not have expected an overflow of responses from women creators themselves. Using the hashtag #1reasonwhy, hundreds of female video game players and developers provided painstakingly detailed anecdotes that revealed the multifaceted sexism in the industry. As summarized by Mary Hamilton, a game blogger at The Guardian, they talked about “having their work dismissed and ignored, having designs for non-sexualized female characters rejected, having their clothing and appearance being used to dismiss them on gender grounds, and, at the more extreme end, experiencing sexual harassment at conferences.”

On the one hand, these women’s accounts demonstrated that there are, in fact, “lady game creators” in the industry. Yet, their frustration and anger show how powerless they feel against the rampant discrimination and harassment within the videogame world, partially accounting for the comparative lack of female game players and developers.

There are many complex, structural reasons why the industry is predominantly male. While lack of female developers is a classic explanation of the problem, it does not reveal the full picture.

A closer inspection of #1reasonwhy reveals more subtle reasons for women’s absence from gaming. According to Margaret Robertson, director of development studio Hide&Seek, the surprise elicited by #1reasonwhy shows “how often women in the game world don’t feel comfortable drawing attention to themselves—and especially drawing attention to themselves as a woman.” As a result of women’s “self-censorship,” the image of the gaming industry becomes even more disproportionately male.

Let us not forget the obvious factor—sexualization—that excludes women from the gaming industry. Hypersexualized female characters in video games serve as silent hints to women that this is a boys’ world.

Sexualization also permeates the culture among developers outside the games they design. Hiring female topless models for a professional networking event and sponsoring parties with S&M themes are common practices among some companies, which further prevents aspiring female developers from gaining respect, much less recognition.

Women comprise around 20 percent of global game developers. This dismal statistic appears even worse when it’s compared with the rapidly growing gaming industry and the wide gender pay gap between men and women within it. Furthermore, it gives rise to a digital locker room culture, which allows male-dominated, sexist “jokes” to permeate the field and deter women from entering in the first place. In a sense, this phenomenon is a closed cycle.

How, then, can we change it? The answer requires us to go back to the beginning of the gaming industry, when video games were surprisingly not associated with masculinity.

In the 1970s and ’80s, the nascent age of the gaming industry saw the rise of gender-neutral games like “Pong,” “King’s Quest,” and “Space Invaders,” all of which appealed to a diverse audience. It wasn’t until 1983, following a massive recession in the video game industry, that perceptions began to shift.

After the crash and initial market research, Nintendo led the wave of innovation by marketing toward a specific demographic: young boys under age 10. Five years later, it began targeting young boys ages 10-15. As other companies followed suit, video games became increasingly associated with masculinity, a concept that manifested in subtle and overt forms of sexist messaging. Such messaging took the form of hypersexualized female bodies, over-glorification of male heroes, and in one extreme

advertisement, a boyfriend who locked his girlfriend in a closet in exchange for a date with fictional character Lara Croft.

During the ’90s, television began to attribute mass shootings to violent video games. Shooter games, popular among male players, received a disproportionate amount of attention due to their connections to young, male mass shooters. When the general public equated the term “video games” with shooter games, other hugely successful games such as Candy Crush or The Sims, which have gender-balanced or predominantly female player bases, no longer fell under the definition of “gaming.” The result was the systematic exclusion of female players and developers from gaming circles, as well as the trivialization of “female-centric” games.

In recent years, companies have begun to target female video game players. They’ve realized that a marketing strategy that excludes 50 percent of the population is simply not effective. Yet, while they shifted their focus from men to women, they did not adjust their fundamental way of thinking about marketing. They continued to cater toward a specific demographic as opposed to addressing different intersections—only this time, they targeted women by using female celebrities, such as Beyoncé, in their ads.

This strategy has received pushback from some male game players.

Years of male-focused marketing have endowed them with a sense of entitlement to the world of gaming. Some even began to envision themselves as the protectors of gaming against the “invasion” of female players. When powerful female characters and corporate leaders emerged in gaming companies, some male players felt marginalized—feelings that can be radicalized online. In fact, Gamergate, a notorious harassment campaign targeting female game developers with doxing (revealing private information about an individual), rape, and death threats, climaxed via online forum 8chan.

Providing a comprehensive solution to a problem as complex as sexism within the gaming industry is difficult. There are a few things, however, that companies can focus on. First, they need to fundamentally understand that female employees are an integral part of their success.

Their opinions, whether on long-term projects or the work environment in general, are valuable and shouldn’t be dismissed based on gender. Second, they need to adopt a new marketing technique that includes rather than divides. Instead of emphasizing the gendered aspect of objects or actions, advertisements can feature a diverse group of individuals enjoying the companies’ products and emphasize their joy and excitement. Through finding a common factor which unites everybody, regardless of gender or any other identity factors, companies can include everybody within their market, and thus reduce sexism within gaming.G

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Christine is a sophomore in the SFS. She listens to musicals while she procrastinates and spends a regrettable amount of money on caffeine and cat toys.

VOICES

Politics Over Prose?

LIZZ PANKOVA

illustration by olivia stevens

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ashington’s geographical center is saturated with Greek revival columns that tower over thousands of scurrying suits. Plaques, giant obelisks, and statues remind passersby that decisions of great political weight are and have always been made on the very ground they tread on.

Of the 100-odd monuments in the District dedicated to individuals, fewer than 10 depict representatives of non-political significance. Scientist Albert Einstein, father of photography Louis Daguerre, poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, and author and intellectual Carter Woodson are some of the lucky few to achieve physical remembrance in a sea of colonels, generals, presidents, legislators, and judges.

Monuments stand at the nexus of art and architecture—they beautify and diversify the urban landscape and serve as practical reference points. Unlike other types of art, they are mostly permanent and unavoidable. Although not every encounter with a statue on the street will send you into a deep analysis and appreciation of its subject, the overall effect is significant in our conception of who and what is important in defining American history and identity today.

What does it mean for a city and a capital to define the national narrative almost exclusively through politics? As even the most cursory examination of U.S. history shows, there is no shortage of authors, scientists, artists, and intellectuals who made a significant impact on modern-day American society.

And yet, hardly any of them share the D.C. streets with the imposing iron equestrians of the American Revolution and the Civil War. The choice of who is and isn’t memorialized in the built environment is not an issue of lacking options. Of all the people whose life’s work inspired societal change in the nearly 250 years of this country’s existence, only a select few are rendered immortal through stone. When thinking of the most important politicians in American history, reponses roll off the tongue— Washington, Jefferson, Lincoln, Roosevelt. There is disagreement on the level of admiration these people deserve, but their significance to the national mythology is consensus. Images of unanimously recognized historical literary and cultural figures, however, are much harder to conjure.

In Russia, there is an expression, “Pushkin is our everything.” It refers to the supreme legacy of writer Alexander Pushkin on Russian literature but also represents a broader tradition of celebrating and memorializing cultural figures as significant components of what it means to be Russian. As a firstgeneration immigrant, my own Russian identity is grounded in the books, movies, and music I consumed as a child and continue to explore today.

But who is the American Pushkin, Tolstoy, or Dostoevsky? Mark Twain, Ernest Hemingway, Maya Angelou, Emily Dickinson? All have a claim to cultural centrality, but none of them have quite the same name recognition and embodiment of national identity as their Russian counterparts, and none of them have statues in the U.S. capital. Ironically, Pushkin does.

We can only speculate as to why the United States doesn’t have the same universal cultural canon as many other countries do. Its comparative youth as a nation, its lack of a hereditary aristocracy with a tradition of art patronage, its diversity, and its vast size are all potential factors. But insofar as emphasis on culture in a country is related to government sponsorship and encouragement of cultural education, the lack of both in this country is clear.

While many countries have ministries of culture, the United States has never been able to cement access to art as a duty of the government. The National Arts Commission, created in 1859, was disbanded after two years, and even in the height of New Deal visions of public welfare, proposed legislation to create a Department of

Lizz is the executive opinion editor for the Voice. She likes D.C.’s architecture but hates its lack of bike lanes.

Science, Art, and Literature never got beyond committee. Today, the National Endowment for the Arts receives four thousandths of one percent of the federal budget, constantly at risk of suffocation by conservative politicians.

Thus, monuments that populate the public spaces of this city must be approved by the government, but they are not initiated or fully financed by it.

In D.C., the National Capital Memorial Advisory Commission was founded in 1986. While it oversees a complex, 24-step process for memorial approval, it does not have the funds to propose or build monuments on its own. Even the memorial to Martin Luther King Jr., a figure of unequivocal importance, was barely sponsored by the government. Instead, 110 of the 120 million dollars it cost to build the memorial were provided by a collection of large donors— General Motors, Tommy Hilfiger, the Gates Foundation, Disney, the NBA, NFL, the National Association of Realtors, and filmmakers George Lucas and Steven Spielberg.

In the United States, there has always been a fear about the authoritarian possibilities of a government tasked with dissemination of cultural knowledge, which raises the question of who can be trusted with the commission of historical memory. Is a world where public interest in culture must be driven by financially-motivated companies really the best we can ask for? In Europe, the purpose of government culture ministries is to affirm access to art as a right of all citizens, just like health, social welfare, and education.

The monumental emphasis on political actors as drivers of American history doesn’t just devalue certain professions and spheres; it also inadvertently excludes the identities related to them from the historical narrative. Women have been both legally and socially barred from political participation, not to mention legitimate political leadership, for the majority of this country’s history. Thus, their contributions to society often manifest in other ways—through performance, social reform, teaching, and of course, the ever-ignored but invaluable labor of human reproduction.

In 1929, Daisy Calhoun, a mother and founder of the Woman’s Universal Alliance, advocated for a Mothers’ Memorial in Washington. “The world has memorialized fighters, thinkers, monarchs, prophets, and generals,” she said.

“But as yet no monument to the mother genius had been raised, beautified by art and sculpture, to proclaim the debt each mortal owes to the woman who risked her own life to give life.” A Mothers’ Memorial was never built, until 2013, when the proposal for the Gold Star Mothers Memorial was authorized for construction. So, mothers just might plant their iron feet in the swampy foundations of the District, but not all of them. The memorial reserves its dedication for women who produce members of the U.S. military, thus impressively turning a monument to motherhood into yet another celebration of political domination.

Monuments reflect the perspective of those who rule and their desire to make those who are ruled see the world the same way. It doesn’t take long to realize that the statues of D.C. invoke the official American values of liberalism, democracy, and nationalism. But equally important is the type of person memorialized. No country was built completely by generals and statesmen, though a stranger in this city might very well think so.

Of course, the separation between the cultural and political realm is blurry.

Writers, artists, philosophers, and educators cannot be separated from the political regimes in which they existed. In fact, most of them either actively critiqued or reinforced the power structures of their time. But this makes their absence from our capital’s physical memory even more puzzling. If we define American-ness through politics, how can we ignore the role of cultural production in political change?

Many have made the argument that in today’s globalized, multicultural world, shared national and cultural narratives fail to represent all of a society’s members, and thus, their physical manifestations are useless. And they certainly have a point. But as long as we inhabit physical communal spaces, their content will inform some aspect of how we perceive ourselves and our surroundings. Statues, buildings, and everything else we see on the street is itself a part of culture, and we shouldn’t ignore their ability to enrich and shape our society. So, we should acknowledge and remember nonpolitical drivers of history, and hopefully they will start to traverse the 24-step memorialization process, solidifying their legacy in our streets, squares, and minds. G September 27, 2019

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STUDENTS QUESTION 2020 CANDIDATES ON CLIMATE CHANGE IN GASTON HALL BY RACHEL COHEN AND NOAH TELERSKI

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ou don’t have 90 seconds to make your point and then 30 seconds to rebut what someone said about you,” said Mo Elleithee, founder and executive director of the Georgetown Institute of Politics and Public Service, of the institute’s Climate Forum 2020. “You have an actual, real conversation.”

On Sept. 19 and 20, 12 presidential candidates made their way to Georgetown to have those substantive conversations about climate change. Each candidate took the Gaston Hall stage for an hour to discuss their climate platforms and answer questions from students. The event’s structure allowed candidates to fully illustrate their platforms, without being muddled by debate attack strategies.

The event was cosponsored by Our Daily Planet, an independent environmental newsletter, and New York Magazine, while MSNBC was the major media backer.

With primary voting only five months away, candidates might prefer to be shaking hands and knocking doors in battleground states. “Presidential candidates don’t want to be in D.C.,” Elleithee said.

For Elleithee, simply showing up means the candidates take this issue seriously. “Having worked on many campaigns I know the demands on the candidates’ time are real,” Elleithee said. “I think it says something about those who in the fall, when the campaign is really starting to heat up, are taking an hour—half a day—out of their time when they could be in Iowa or New Hampshire to come and have this important conversation with a national audience.”

The first day opened with Sen. Michael Bennet, followed by Andrew Yang, Marianne Williamson, Sen.

Bernie Sanders, former Rep. John Delaney, Rep. Tim Ryan, and former Secretary of Housing and Urban Development Julián Castro. The second day featured five candidates: Sen. Cory Booker, Gov. Steve Bullock, Mayor Pete Buttigieg, Tom Steyer, and former Gov. Bill Weld.

Several of the leaders in the Democratic race spent their time on the campaign trail rather than attending the forum, including Sen. Elizabeth Warren, Sen. Amy Klobuchar, former Rep. Beto O’Rourke, former Vice President Joe Biden, Rep. Tulsi Gabbard, and Sen. Kamala Harris.

MSNBC anchors Chris Hayes and Ali Velshi moderated the event, leading the first half hour of discussion with each candidate before facilitating questions from students.

Elleithee felt the event would be beneficial for both candidates and students—especially given the forum’s focus on climate change, which young people increasingly cite as one of the most important political issues.

In a recent poll conducted by The Washington Post, 61 percent of teenagers reported that climate change was very or extremely important, and 86 percent said they believe human activity is causing climate change. More than half said they were angry and afraid. A CBS News poll found that more than any other age group, young people think climate change is a serious problem, and 72 percent think they have a personal responsibility to do something about it.

Our Daily Planet and the Institute of Politics initially announced their partnership in June. Monica Medina (COL ’83), one of the founders of Our Daily Planet, is an adjunct professor at Georgetown, teaching Science, Technology, and International Affairs.

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Soon after, MSNBC joined the project.

The Institute of Politics and MSNBC had been looking to collaborate for some time, Elleithee said, and when the idea for the climate forum was proposed, they jumped at the chance. “The general agreement to do it was almost instantaneous, but then you gotta work out logistics and stuff, which took a couple weeks.”

While Gaston was mostly packed with Georgetown students, they were far from the only attendees. Several students from other D.C. universities took part in the forum, including those from Howard University, American University, the University of the District of Columbia, George Washington University, and other local schools. Iowa State University, the University of New Hampshire, and the University of Southern California also hosted watch parties, where students asked the candidates questions through a live video link.

“The whole mission of the Institute of Politics and Public Service is to pull back the curtain and give students direct access to the political process through the people who do it,” Elleithee said. “That’s the whole reason we exist.”

Grace Shevchenko (SFS ’22), who attended both Sanders's and Williamson’s segments, took advantage of the event’s convenient location. While she enjoyed hearing from the candidates, she wishes that more big names were present.

“In my opinion, I don’t think that anyone who showed up has a shot at actually being president. So it was great to hear from them and their plans, but it was less impactful knowing that they only have 2 percent of the Democratic popular vote,” Shevchenko said. Recent Real Clear Politics polling averages paint a bleak picture for the candidates that did attend. Buttigieg polls at 6.0 percent, Yang at 3.6 percent, Booker at 2.6 percent, Castro at 1.3 percent, Bennet at 0.8 percent, and Steyer at 0.7 percent of registered voters.

Specifically, Shevchenko had hoped to hear from Biden, as he brings experience as vice president and is a more centrist perspective than some of the other Democratic candidates.

Despite the absence of key front runners, Elleithee is proud that the forum drew the majority of the Democratic field to participate. In 2015, the founding year of the Institute, only Sanders spoke on campus. “I’m thrilled.

When we first started this, I didn’t know if anyone would say yes,” Elleithee said. “The chance to engage with political leaders and to have a real conversation with them on an important issue—that’s why we’re here.”

The event’s format was intentionally designed as a series of conversations because the Democratic National Committee (DNC) has the exclusive right to host candidate debates. No other organization can hold a policy-based discussion that involves two or more candidates speaking at the same time. Additionally, single issue debates are not allowed under DNC rules.

With this in mind, Elleithee wanted to develop the climate change discussion in a more in-depth and thoughtful capacity within the restrictions implemented by the DNC.

“The problem with these debates is each candidate gets a couple of minutes to answer a couple of questions,” he said. “The issues don’t really get the kind of focus that they deserve.”

In hosting this event, the Institute of Politics wanted to pave the way for discourse about climate change “To put all that together, and do a town hall style event for broadcast in front of an entirely student audience on an issue that is so critical to young voters,” Elleithee said. “To me that’s kind of a no brainer.”

The second day of the forum fittingly took place during the Global Climate Strike; young people in D.C. and around the world took to the streets in protest of legislative inaction as world leaders prepared for the United Nations Climate Action Summit.

At the beginning of Buttigieg’s hour, video of strikers in Boston streamed on the two large screens on the stage.

When Velshi pointed out the video, Buttigieg responded with an emphatic “Good!” The room, full for the first time that day, erupted in applause.

“Climate is a moral issue. This is about stewardship— this is about justice,” Buttigieg said. “There’s a moment here where we should invite those who are motivated by religious, moral considerations to know that those are some of the things that are at stake.”

Sanders, who also drew a big crowd, said that this is a high stakes issue. “We’re playing for the future of the planet,” he said. He promised that not only would he be commander-in-chief, but he would be organizer-in-chief, too. “I will be in West Virginia rallying the people of that state, the people of Kentucky, the people of states all over this country, making clear to their elected officials that the time is now to save the planet and to transform our energy system away from fossil fuels,” Sanders said.

At the same time, students took the opportunity to push back on candidates’ platforms and records.

Yang, whose campaign has promised a monthly $1,000 “freedom dividend” for every adult, was asked by a student from Myrtle Beach, South Carolina, what he would do to address climate change’s impact on coastal communities, saying “money can’t buy hope.” Yang explained his plans to create a fund to help homeowners in flood-prone areas and provide them with resources to relocate, if they so choose.

“We should not be pitching to people, ‘hey, you’ve got to move.’ That’s not a winner,” Yang said. “But if someone is open to it, then we should have the incentives there for them to do so.”

Castro was similarly questioned on his history of support for fracking, a form of gas and oil extraction that can lead to water pollution and increase the risk of earthquakes, in Texas. Castro admitted that while this was true during his tenure as mayor of San Antonio, he has since learned more about some of its consequences and has changed his position on the issue.

“A lot of us have seen natural gas as a bridge fuel, and we’re coming to the end of the bridge,” Castro said. “I support ending fracking, starting with public lands, and then phasing it out as we can.”

The first visible sign of the event was the television trucks arriving in front of Healy Hall on Wednesday.

“Georgetown is no novice when it comes to bringing in big events, so everyone kinda knew what to do. This one was a little more complicated,” Elleithee said. “Everyone from GUPD to the Office of Protocols has been a tremendous partner.”

Just before the event started on Thursday, however, GUPD arrested Kurt Bardella, a political pundit and strategist married to Miroslava Korenha, one of the founders of Our Daily Planet.

According to the Metropolitan Police Department’s report, a GUPD officer attempted to prevent Bardella from going up the stairs to Gaston. Bardella then “slapped” the officer’s arms and proceeded up the stairs, where he was informed he was under arrest. The report details that Bardella “resisted being handcuffed.” It adds that multiple GUPD officers assisted in getting Bardella “to a prone position,” where he was handcuffed.

In a series of tweets, Bardella recounts his version of the interaction. “Apparently—the officer claims I ‘slapped’ his arm. That is a lie,” he wrote. Bardella included photos of injuries that he allegedly sustained during his arrest. He declined to comment on what, if any, steps he will take in the future with regard to the confrontation. Both the GUSA Executive and Georgetown United Against Police Aggression released statements in solidarity with Bardella.

Disruptions continued over the course of the forum. On Sept. 19, the Georgetown University College Republicans (GUCR) hosted conservative guests for their “Climate Forum Rebuttal.”

Before the event, Elleithee said this decision was “fantastic” for the discourse surrounding such a prominent subject for young people. “We don’t see it as a counter event; we see it as part of the conversation,” he said. “We are all about having real conversation between people of different perspectives to help facilitate understanding

of one another. You don’t have to agree, but if you can understand where they are coming from, maybe then that gets us closer to finding commonality.”

Not all students agreed with Elleithee. During the GUCR event, which featured some climate change skeptics, protesters interrupted the speakers, causing GUPD to warn students of potential Student Conduct violations. Protestors carried signs and played music during the guests’ presentations, and one wore a clown costume. Representatives from GUCR did not respond to requests for comment.

Though the majority of candidates were Democrats, the forum did include Republican former Gov. Bill Weld. He said environmental issues were once a key part of his party’s agenda. “The environment was always a Republican issue,” he said, referring to conservation efforts made by President Theodore Roosevelt and clean air and water legislation enacted under President Richard Nixon. “It’s fairly recently that the party has drifted from that.”

Weld called on his party to abandon climate change denial rhetoric, starting with President Donald Trump, who has referred to climate change as a hoax. “To say it’s irresponsible is an understatement.”

By the end of the forum, 622 questions had been submitted from students in Gaston and at watch parties around the country, Kelly Ogburn, director of communications for the Institute of Politics, wrote in an email to the Voice. Because of the unique structure of the event, there is no accurate count of how many students attended.

Karen Kedrowski, director of the Carrie Chapman Catt Center for Women and Politics at Iowa State University, wrote in an email to the Voice that their watch event maintained a steady stream of students. “We are privileged to allow our students opportunities such as these to interact with U.S. presidential candidates,” Kedrowski wrote. “This was a unique and high-impact civic education opportunity.”

Many of the candidates took opportunities to interact with students outside of Gaston’s walls. Yang played basketball at Yates Field House, and Castro visited the Leavey Center Starbucks. Booker met Jack the Bulldog on a walk through campus, and Sanders posed for photos with flocks of supporters in front of New North.

For students like Shevchenko, the fact that candidates addressed students directly signifies a cultural shift in political campaigns. “I think a lot of events in the past election and in this election are being focused on young people more specifically, whereas before candidates knew that their older voter support groups would come out,” Shevchenko said. “I think tapping into younger voters is a trend that the U.S. is going towards, and it’s exciting and hopefully it’ll mean that our generation gets involved in the government early on and stays involved.” G Katherine Randolph, Jack Townsend, Annemarie Cuccia, Sarah Watson, and John Woolley contributed to this report.

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A Little Pep in Their Step In the Stands with the Georgetown Pep Band

By Noah Telerski

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little over an hour before kickoff, at the tailgate in front of McDonough Arena, the Georgetown Pep Band plays the fight song for the first time of the day. After the fight song, the band starts on some cheers, short riffs they have memorized and can play at the drop of a hat. Then they pick up “Eye of the Tiger” at the instruction of Student Conductor Ben Ulrich (SFS ’20), who selects the music and leads the band as they play.

Catholic University’s team bus rolls up.

As players file off and make their way to the locker rooms, more than one can be seen getting down to the band’s tunes. Today they would tell you they hate Georgetown, but their dancing speaks volumes. They dig the pep band.

The band started tuning here at the tailgate, even though call time was half an hour ago in New North’s Studio A, where new members got their blue and gray rugby shirts, the band’s signature uniform when coupled with blue jeans. But it’s shaping up to be a warm September day, so the band is wearing the new short sleeve shirts they got at the beginning of last year instead. Eventually, Pep Band President Elise Dumont (COL ’20) shouted out “One, two, three!” to which everyone else responded “Four!” and hiked down to the bus turnaround for the tailgate.

After playing for about 15 minutes, and with an hour to kickoff, the band plays a third round of the fight song, this time with the cheerleading team. At the end of the song, the band calls out “Hoya,” and the cheerleaders reply with “Saxa.”

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When it’s time to pack up, they cut back through the Thompson Center, past the trophy cases, mannequins sporting team uniforms, the large statue of the building’s namesake, and the stained glass windows depicting Georgetown athletes. It feels like the sanctuary of a church built to honor John Thompson Jr., patron saint of Georgetown basketball and white sweat towels, but it seems too sterile to be a real house of worship. Outside, they cross the street near the yet-to-be-completed stands on the West Road side of the field and claim their reserved section near the south end zone.

Ulrich pulls a walkie-talkie out of his fanny pack to listen to an incoming message. The radio lets him speak with staffers in the press box controlling the sound system, so he can make sure the band’s music won’t end up competing with the speakers. Ulrich returns the radio to his pack and relays to the band that they won’t be playing the fight song immediately following touchdowns. This is highly unusual, as every band everywhere plays their fight song right after the score, but the press box has plans to blast their own music through the audio system after the team scores.

Normally the pep band will pause in the middle of the song for the extra point and pick up again at the “Rah Rah Rah Hurrah for Georgetown” line. Ulrich tells the band they will just pick up in the regular spot after the kick.

He is wearing what he describes as a “convertible cowboy bucket hat” with snaps that can attach the wide brim to

the sides. He likes the sun protection it provides, and as he lauds the hat’s utility, members of the band are getting sunscreened before kickoff.

Ulrich said that he ended up here with the band because he played the trumpet in high school and was looking to continue with music at college. “When I was touring Georgetown, it was one of the first clubs I heard about, and it was the very first thing I signed up for,” he said.

As the Hoyas on the field warm up, and “Seven Nation Army” plays, Ulrich checks the radio once more and gets the band ready to play. Every song in the pep band’s song book has a corresponding number so the next tune in the queue can be easily communicated with hand signals. Calls go out to get number 47 ready, and as the White Stripes fade out, the band starts the theme song from Hawaii Five-O. Soon, planes about to land at National Airport provide a flyover during the “Star Spangled Banner,” sung a capella.

Then, Georgetown won the coin toss, deferred, and Catholic elected to receive.

The percussion section played an erratic drum roll, as they do on every kickoff, and cut out with a cymbal crash when the ball gets booted down field. The game is underway.

The band plays when Georgetown is on defense, adding a bit of razzle dazzle by swinging their instruments as they play. Mostly it’s cheers between downs, originating from the trumpet of Sam Dorsey (COL ’22). He says they are called trumpet cheers, though the whole band

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plays them, because the trumpets are the ones to kick them off.

“Usually you have one person who’s kind of in charge of cheers for that game.

Sometimes we rotate, often times it’s one of your more senior players,” Dorsey said.

The conductors have different hand signals for different cheers, and Dorsey plays a riff before the rest of the band joins in. Cheers also get the cheerleading team involved, as they have dances to go with each one.

Ulrich is the most senior trumpet player and still plays on occasions when the band is short on instruments. Now, however, he is busy conducting. He joked that sometimes he likes being in charge, but he ran for the student conductor position for another reason. “Primarily I wanted to be able to give back to the band and to be a leader, and it’s a fun position because you get a different perspective. It’s a lot more engaged with what’s going on with the game.”

When their instruments are down, the band continues to cheer, usually with chants and songs originating in the saxophone section. During the game this spans singing the theme songs from Spongebob Squarepants and Little Einsteins, to “Baby Shark,” to the alphabet song, but only repeating letters A through D, over and over.

After a three-and-out on the first drive of the game, they start reciting the alphabet in full as Catholic lines up for a punt. On “G,” the Hoyas get through the line and block the punt. The band cheers like they did it themselves.

Not long after, the Hoyas seemingly got the ball into the end zone, but the play was put under review, and the band started singing the theme from Jeopardy. The call was overturned, but before long, the Hoyas hit paydirt. After the extra point, with 12:09 left in the first quarter, the band ripped into the fight song for the fourth time today.

“I’ve heard many rumors that our football team isn’t great, but I’ve had a lot of fun watching them so far and they’re doing great this season, I’m impressed,” Jaron Berman (COL ’23) said. Berman plays the sousaphone, and his favorite stand tune is “You Can Call Me Al” because it has “a rockin’ bass line.”

Before Berman could explain why he picked up such a large instrument, he was interrupted by a Georgetown field goal and the sixth fight song of the day.

When the last bar ended, Berman explained that he had played low brass instruments in high school and the band needed sousaphones, so he said “why not?”

Like many of his peers, his experience with band in high school led him to want to join the group, seeking to continue playing music and snagging a front row seat at all the games.

Robbie Arwood (MSB ’21), a trombonist whose favorite stand tune is “Hey Baby,” said that the games were a big draw for him, too. “I love it. I like basketball games better personally, but that’s because my mom played on the women’s team back twenty something years ago,” Arwood said. “I’ve been raised my whole life to love Georgetown basketball.”

That isn’t always the case though, and someone says you don’t need to like sports to love pep band. Ask any of them, and they would tell you all you need is a desire to come out and play music.

As the Hoyas’ return man beats the punter and scores yet another touchdown, the band goes nuts. With 31 seconds left in the first half, they play the fight song for the eleventh time, the Hoyas leading 530. A call comes down from the back row

asking for number 25 in the song book.

Before the kickoff, they play what turns out to be “All I Do Is Win” by DJ Khaled. It’s been that kind of game.

Instead of a show out on the field, halftime for the pep band means pizza, courtesy of the athletic department.

Arwood explained that there’s two sides to not having a halftime show.

“I don’t miss all the hours it took coordinating, being on the field, practicing that, going through drills, memorizing, learning everything,” Arwood said. “But I definitely miss going through that experience with a bunch of friends, getting close to a bunch of people, it was a great bonding experience.”

Today, the only one marching was the new Jack the Bulldog.

The band plays at every home game for football and men’s and women’s basketball.

The pizza delivery every halftime is a sign of the athletic department’s appreciation.

“As long as athletics continues to invite us to things, as long we continue to do our job and be a good pep band, I think that’s what we really need,” Dumont said.

As the end of halftime nears, Nia Jordan (COL ’21), the assistant student conductor, takes a turn at the front of the band. She calls for number 45, and the band plays “Sweet Caroline.” Her personal favorites are “Karn Evil 9,” “Runaway Baby,” and “Hawaii Five-O.” Jordan normally plays the quad drums, and she never got to conduct in high school, despite always wanting to try it. It’s unusual for percussionists to

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conduct because of their vital musical role, but this fall’s recruiting season has made Jordan comfortable with setting down her drumsticks. “Especially since now we have a new quad player, I’m less worried about just leaving the drum line,” Jordan said.

Fight song number 12 came just under four minutes into the second half after a Georgetown field goal. While most high school bands would get the third quarter off after doing their drill at halftime, the pep band plays through. But with these being the only points of the third quarter, they had it a lot easier than the first half. At the end of the quarter the band plays “Pretty Fly” as t-shirts get tossed into the crowd only to be cut off by play starting again, so they forget the instruments and sing the rest of the song.

After a touchdown with just over six minutes left in the game, the band plays the whole fight song for the first time all game, playing after the touchdown, pausing for the point after, and picking right back up on “Rah Rah Rah Hurrah for Georgetown.”

The score is now 69-0. They have played the fight song 14 times. The saxophone section starts a tongue in cheek “we want ‘Bama” chant, joking that FCS-level Georgetown football, which has had two winning seasons in the last 20 years, is ready to face the sixtime national champion Alabama Crimson Tide.

It is clear the band is having a good time despite the long day. They are playing for themselves as much as for the

It’s nice to have not just fair weather fans, we’re there no matter what.

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team on the field. Dumont thinks that while it is nice if the fans or the teams appreciate the pep band, that’s not what it is about. “I don’t think we need it,” she said.

This feeling is what drew a lot of them there in the first place. “It’s a place where you can continue to play an instrument but in a way where it’s more about the fun than the musicality of it,” Dumont said.

Dorsey, who started playing the trumpet in the fifth grade, wanted to keep playing for that same reason. “Pep band offered a great opportunity to continue playing with the freedom that it’s as much of a commitment as you want it to be,” he said. He added something that all band members interviewed mentioned: The pep band is just full of lovely people that he loves spending time with.

Ulrich thinks that the band brings loyalty and fandom to the games because they go to every game, no matter how well the team is doing. “Even if there’s no other fans there, we’re there, we’re cheering, we’re hollering,” Ulrich said. “It’s nice to have not just fair weather fans, we’re there no matter what.”

He also echoed what Dorsey said about the band, and what it means to him. “I just love the energy and it’s just such a great group of people.” Ulrich said. “It feels like a home.”

With the backups in and both teams milking the clock, the game was rapidly nearing its end. The band cheered as the Hoyas lined up in victory formation and took a knee. With the clock at all zeros and the handshake line done, with fans streaming out of the stands in front of them, the team walks over to face the stands for one last rendition of the fight song. While Ulrich conducts the band, a player conducts his teammates on the field.

It is 2:30 p.m., a little over five hours after their call time in Studio A. While the band and the cheerleaders keep their respective “Hoya” and “Saxa” yells, the team gets in on both. G

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“It’s Bringing An American Home” Seven Years Later, Austin Tice is Still Missing

By Julia Pinney

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ebra Tice thanked God for bringing the room full of volunteers together, and asked Him to bring everyone strength, wisdom, and discernment as they moved about the Capitol. Her husband, Marc, stood beside her with a hand placed on her shoulder as she expressed her gratitude for the effort in Congress to bring their son, Austin Tice (SFS ’02), home.

The group, assembled in the Rayburn House Office Building, wore #FreeAustinTice pins and olive green shirts describing Tice: a Hoya, a Marine, and an award-winning journalist. They had come the morning of Sept. 23 to urge members of Congress to sign a letter to the president, invite them to visit an exhibit of Tice’s photojournalism in the foyer, and offer them a pin to wear to spread awareness of his case.

This August, Tice entered his eighth year of captivity, likely in Syria.

In the summer of 2012, before his final year at Georgetown Law, Tice travelled to Syria as a freelance journalist. His stories and photos, which were nationally circulated, gave Americans a look at the violence of the Syrian civil war, then in its initial stages.

His parents said as a Marine deployed to Iraq and Afghanistan he saw firsthand the effects of war on civilians.

“He wanted to let people know that this is the direction this is taking and we just don’t want to go there,” Debra said.

While attempting to travel back to Lebanon from Darayya, a suburb of Damascus, Tice was detained at a checkpoint. It was Aug. 14, 2012, just three days after his 31st birthday.

Five weeks later, a 46-second video, titled “Austin Tice is Alive,” was posted on YouTube. It showed Tice blindfolded, being guided up a mountainside by armed men. Tice appeared to be prompted to recite the words “In the name of Allah” in Arabic, adding “Oh Jesus, oh Jesus,” as the video ends.

The Tice family has received no information from their son’s captors since the video surfaced. In April 2016,

Syria’s Deputy Foreign Minister Faisal Mekdad said Tice was not being held in Syria and the government did not have any information about him.

The U.S. government has stated multiple times that it is confident Tice is alive. The State Department has been working on his case through the Czech embassy in Damascus, as the United States has not had diplomatic relations with Syria since 2012. In November 2018, U.S. envoy to Syria James Jeffrey said the government believed Tice is being held in Syria, though Jeffrey didn’t say how they knew this or who may be holding him.

Tice is currently the only American journalist being held abroad. In April 2018, the FBI announced a $1 million reward for information leading directly to Tice’s safe location, recovery, and return.

The federal government is not the only entity working on Tice’s release. Various media organizations, including Reporters Without Borders, McClatchy, The Washington Post, and the National Press Club have aided Debra and Marc since 2012.

Julie Moos, director of the National Press Club Journalism Institute, spearheaded the Sept. 23 event and has been aware of Tice’s story since the beginning. Upon joining McClatchy’s D.C. Bureau in March 2013, she found herself in a newsroom with close ties to Tice.

“There was a calendar on the wall of Mark Seibel, Austin’s editor,” Moos said. “It marked every day that Austin was gone, and so when I say his presence was felt, it was really felt there.”

For Debra and Marc, their son is never far from their minds. He is the eldest of the Tices’s seven children, and his family said that his big personality is sorely missed at family events. “When you allow yourself to take a moment and think about all the family events in seven years, that’s quite a load for a mother’s heart,” Debra said.

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These past seven years, when people have asked “What can we do to help?” their response is often the same refrain. “Ask your federal representative about Austin. Ask them if they know about Austin’s situation and ask them if they can support,” Marc said.

They mentioned a similar sentiment to Moos when they met with her in late May to plan a campaign that would keep Austin’s name in the news. “That just sort of resonated and that’s where the idea for Ask About Austin came from,” Moos said.

Tice’s parents had seen a group raising awareness for Alzheimer’s on a previous visit to D.C. and were inspired to bring their own cause to the Hill. “You could tell that there was some sort of collective effort going on to kind of make some noise about something that was really important,” Moos said.

The Ask About Austin campaign officially launched on Tice’s 38th birthday, just a few days before he entered his eighth year of captivity. His parents penned an open letter as part of The Washington Post’s Press Freedom Partnership arguing that each day Tice is detained, his story is news.

The Tices said that while they are grateful for the work journalists have done and continue to do for their son, they are frustrated by how easily his story drops out of the news. Marc cites today’s chaotic media climate as a potential reason for the absence of a daily reminder of Tice’s situation. “It’s not even a 24-hour news cycle that we’re in. It’s like a 10-second news cycle,” he said.

Tice’s story eventually made its way from national headlines to Georgetown’s curriculum. Ari Goldstein (COL ’18) learned Tice’s story in 2016 in his fall semester Introduction to Journalism course when his professor, Barbara Feinman Todd, assigned the class a Texas Monthly article to read detailing Tice’s work as a foreign correspondent in Syria and later capture.

“I just remember being stunned because it felt like a story of so much importance to the Georgetown community and particularly to anyone in the Georgetown world who’s invested in journalism,” Goldstein said. “I was shocked that I didn’t know about it before and then really energized that I was learning about it and that there was so much opportunity to get involved.”

Students, the Office of Federal Relations, and the Journalism Department have worked together for Tice’s release over the years. In April of 2016, Goldstein, Emily Kaye (COL ’18), Samantha Rhodes (COL ’17), Naaz Modan (COL ’18), and other Georgetown students organized a rally in front of the White House in support of Austin.

That summer, the Office for Federal Relations mobilized Georgetown alumni serving in Congress to sign letters urging President Obama to use all means necessary to secure Tice’s release.

The following November, Feinman Todd, along with ten students, attended the Newseum ceremony dedicating a banner which will be displayed until Tice returns home. That month, the students also drafted a letter calling on the incoming Trump administration to fight for Tice’s return. It was signed by 1,000 students and delivered immediately after President Trump was inaugurated. Georgetown’s Office of Federal Relations helped make sure the letter was seen by the Fusion Cell, a government entity created under the Obama administration to coordinate the recovery of American hostages held abroad.

In the spring of 2017, the students pioneered a letterwriting campaign to their representatives asking them to make bringing Tice home a goal. The Office of Federal Relations helped ensure the letters were delivered to the correct offices.

At the end of his senior year, Goldstein curated an exhibit of Tice’s photojournalism, which was displayed in the ICC Galleria, and later moved to the Georgetown Law Center and then the National Press Club. Now, the exhibit

will reside in the foyer of the Rayburn Building until Oct. 1 under the sponsorship of Reporters Without Borders.

Scott Fleming, Georgetown’s former associate vice president for federal relations, got to know Debra and Marc on personal level before retiring last year. “They are two of the most resilient human beings I think I will ever meet in my life. They’ve had grandchildren. They’ve had weddings in their family,” Fleming said. “They have found a way to live their life, and there’s not a moment that goes by that Austin is not in their thoughts and they’re trying to figure out, ‘What can we do to get him home?’”

Fleming, in his retirement, spent the weeks leading up to Monday’s event drawing upon his connections from 21 years working on the Hill and 18 years at Georgetown, in hopes of garnering as many signatures as possible on the letters to the president circulating in Congress. He also helped set up opportunities for the Tices to sit down with members on Tuesday and Wednesday and tell their son’s story themselves.

Katy Button, associate vice president for federal relations, said Georgetown remains committed to supporting Tice’s cause. “We have been coordinating closely with Scott Fleming, whose dedication to Austin’s cause has been extraordinary,” Button said. “The University remains committed to doing everything in its power to support the Tice family and bring Austin home.”

Goldstein worried that when he graduated, Tice’s story would be forgotten. He and Kaye visited journalism classes during the spring of their senior year, urging students to continue their efforts, especially as Fleming and Feinman Todd, two of Tice’s most dedicated advocates on campus, also retired in the spring of 2018.

“If we as members of the Georgetown community forget about Tice, then the world certainly isn’t going to remember him either, so we need to lead the charge in keeping up a national conversation about Austin,” Goldstein said. “Obviously, his family is leading the charge, but we need to be right there behind them in keeping Austin’s name on people’s minds.”

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Peter Remsen (SFS ’20, SSP ’21), has been following Tice’s story since August 2012 when he saw the headline, “War Journalist Stops Tweeting.” He came to the Capitol to volunteer.

“If I were in Austin Tice’s position I would want someone to do the same for me, you know do unto others as you would have others done unto you,” Ramsen said.

Government officials could play an important role in urging the government to act, if only they’re aware of Tice’s situation, he said. “That’s what our elected representatives are for, to listen to us and take issues to bat.”

The Tices agreed public awareness isn’t just about people knowing their son’s story, but also being moved to act. “It’s in hopes that people will take action, that they will communicate their concern and interest about Austin’s captivity and his freedom to the people that can move the needle so to speak,” Marc said.

Al Green, Democratic Representative for the 9th district of Texas and the Tices’s Representative, said every Congressperson has a stake in Tice’s release. “It’s bringing an American home.”

The letters received 122 signatures in the House and 50 in the Senate, as of press time. The letter urges Trump to use the full weight of his national security team to bring Tice home. Debra and Marc said they have hope in the Trump administration’s ability to secure their son’s release.

“This president has publicly stated over and over again that this is a priority that he has,” Debra said. “He has committed to bringing Americans home and he makes that a priority in a way that the previous administration did not.”

At the end of Monday’s event each of the volunteers went home to their friends and family, but the Tices are still without their son. The Tice family website counts up the moments since he was captured. At press time, Tice has been missing for 2601 days, one hour, 13 minutes, and six seconds. G September 27, 2019

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LEISURE

Identity, Violence, and Change Clash at the MEI Modern Art Gallery MADELINE HART

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n the Middle East Institute’s debut art gallery, conflict, both internal and external, rages around the room, enveloping every piece. The works in this collection perfectly display the complexities of ascertaining an identity, the challenge of maintaining a sense of culture in the face of adversity, and the daily fight to simply survive.

D.C.’s first Middle Eastern modern art gallery opened on Sept. 14 at the Middle East Institute (MEI), a nonpartisan think tank that aims not only to provide research and analysis of the region but also to engage with its art and culture. The gallery testifies to the wide range of conflicts currently faced by those living in the Middle East, particularly Muslims. Each piece is imbued with an undercurrent of personal confusion and contradiction.

From “Girl with a Kite,” a sculpture of a girl holding a corrugated metal kite on a string of barbed wire, to “Please Remain Seated,” featuring a life jacket made out of a scarf, to traditional oil paintings such as “Said Baalbaki,” a multitude of styles are represented in the museum. But stringing together all the pieces are the questions lingering just beneath the surface, questions of morality, religion, identity, and personal belonging.

Directly to the left of the museum’s entrance, visitors are faced with the piece “Salam, from the Confucianism series” by Mahmoud Obaidi, which depicts a variety of traditional Islamic swords spelling out “salam,” a customary Arabic greeting that literally translates to “peace.” This piece exemplifies the discord between war and peace displayed throughout the exhibit. Many of the current problems faced by people in the Middle East are violent in nature, and peace is rarely ever easy to accomplish. The route to a halcyon life for all Middle Eastern people, without fear of losing their homes or

families, seems fraught with difficulty. The swords at the entrance speak to how the desire for peace and prosperity clashes with the need for a home and a place to establish one’s identity.

In a small corner of the large gallery room, a digital print with a painted background hangs on the wall. “Saida in Blue” by Hassan Hajjaj depicts a woman wearing a Louis Vuitton hijab; her henna-adorned hands press against her face. In seeming opposition to the piece’s more traditional elements, the woman is wearing heavy makeup, with bright blue eyeshadow and thick eyeliner and adorning her fingers in flashy rings. She represents the conflict between Western and Islamic ideas taking place in the Middle East today. While Western influences have in part fostered a greater degree of advocacy for women’s rights in the region, some argue that Middle Eastern women are increasingly sexualized. As Western values of consumerism and capitalism are transmitted throughout the Middle East, people are forced to contemplate questions of religion, identity, and women’s rights.

Much of the gallery focuses on the changing role of women, but “Saida in Blue” emphasizes this change most expressively. The piece appears simple, but upon observing the minutiae of the work, many new details appear. Similarly, the question of women’s rights in the Middle East is by no means simple. The question morphs into one of values, of life experiences, of identity, thus mirroring all the other simultaneous struggles for identity occurring throughout the gallery.

On the main wall of the gallery stands a huge, brightly colored canvas. Ayman Baalbaki’s “Al Mulatham” is an evocative piece that shows the modern struggle for identity more potently than any other work in the room. The

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foreground of the image depicts a person of unspecified gender wearing a veil that covers everything but their eyes and forehead. The paint is messy and splotchy, almost impressionist in tone, covering the anonymous individual with a patchwork of orange and red swashes of acrylic.

Behind the person, the background is completely different, showcasing a traditional printed patchwork of Middle Eastern art: red, blue, and orange flowers intertwined with images of sultans draped in opulent garb.

But there is no clean break between the foreground and background of “Al Mulatham.” The red paint from the veil drips onto the background, eerily resembling drops of blood, marring the pristine, traditional artwork. The art begs the question of whether the modern Middle Eastern struggle is erasing the region’s rich, Islamic cultural history. Although both aspects of the work share the same bright red color scheme, they demonstrate themselves in completely different ways, as Middle Eastern cultural and political shifts threaten to overpower the region’s traditions and former ways of life.

In a sense, “Al Mulatham” represents what the MEI gallery is all about: the vast array of multifaceted struggles that Muslims and non-Muslims in the Middle East are facing and the way these fights manifest themselves in the work of a new generation of Middle Eastern artists. In the fight between past and present, war and peace, tradition and progress, its residents are forced to consider the question of where they should stand going forward. Truly, this is a historical crossroads, with troubling ramifications for the future. The MEI gallery offers valuable insight into the present clash of ideas, the result of which remains to be seen. G

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Ad Astra is Both Alienating and Deeply Human ABBY WEBSTER

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athed in the orange planetary glow of a Martian recording booth, astronaut Roy McBride (Brad Pitt) goes off-script.

Roy, far from home on the Red Planet colony, is being used by superiors from Earth’s military space command to lure his father, Dr. Clifford McBride (Tommy Lee Jones), out of hiding. Sixteen years prior, on a far-flung mission in search of signs of intelligent life, Clifford and his crew went silent on the fringes of Neptune.

As electrical storms and power surges of nebulous origin threaten mankind, the man space command once thought dead is now suspected to have gone rogue.

Roy’s quiet message cuts to the bone: “Dad, I’d like to see you again.”

The foreignness of the setting collides with the raw humanity of Roy’s inner conflict, seeping out of the cracks in the spaceman’s oft-composed exterior. Ad Astra (2019) wars with itself, striking a tense balance between estrangement and vulnerability, between larger-than-life visuals and the weighty stillness of its star’s emotional journey.

Following in the spacesuited footsteps of his father, Roy has become an interstellar legend in his own right: steady, dependable, and level-headed.

Even as he plummets earthbound from the International Space Antenna with a gaping tear in his parachute, his heart rate never exceeds 80 BPM. Aside from psych evaluations in which a robotic voice parrots, “Please describe your current emotional state,” and assigns his response a passing or failing assessment, Roy evades probing questions about what he thinks of his mission to find his father, donning instead a persona of detached stoicism. His monotone narration about the horrors he faces mirrors the artificial intelligence that evaluates him. Grief and loneliness have no place in the life of

an explorer; Roy’s relatively emotional message to his father is not only a sign of weakness but an act of rebellion against this stoic ideal.

With Ad Astra, Brad Pitt seeks to dissect the heroism of the masculine “Marlboro Man” archetype of his Missouri childhood, and director James Gray concurs: “The whole idea of being ice cold under pressure is such bullshit.” For Gray, the project was a personal exploration of fatherhood and the fear of reproducing the missteps of our parents. Roy, by virtue of his dogmatic faith in the mythos that space command has created around Clifford, unquestioningly adopts the same emotional unavailability of his father. But, as the mystery of his father unravels and events cast doubt on Clifford’s character, Roy finds an ever-dwindling stability in everything he holds true.

In this far-off time “of hope and conflict,” so-described in opening credits akin to a Star Wars text crawl, planets’ surfaces feel at once familiar and alien, as if out of some prophetic déjà vu. It's neither utopic nor dystopic; rather, problems of the future look a lot like the problems of the past expanded through the stars. Roy flies commercial—Virgin Atlantic, to be specific—to a moon with an Applebee’s, thoroughly colonized and capitalized. In the endeavor to escape its own voracious consumption, humanity ends up dragging its baggage along with us on our journey ad astra.

Even when touched down on terra firma, there’s a feeling of floating, of unanchored alienation from the film world’s idiosyncrasies. Tight corridors through the celestial outposts and secluded “comfort rooms” (the time-out zone for those who fail psych evaluations) dislocate the audience. Ad Astra utilizes its remote setting to take liberties with

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reality: a high-octane, yet remarkably restrained, Mad-Maxian lunar rover chase sequence skirts the edge of the dark side of the moon. Roy battles space pirates and space primates which, as silly as it sounds, inspire more dread than humor.

Natasha Lyonne plays herself as a Martian immigration agent, New York accent and all. Somehow, amidst the outlandish science fiction tropes and brief comedic respites, the film walks the thin tightrope between overly serious and utterly ridiculous.

The humanity of the story is primarily to credit for this balancing act. In between the gorgeous barren landscapes and panoramic blackness shot by cinematographer Hoyte van Hoytema, James Gray makes all the small moments count. Close-ups of Roy’s face through the clear plastic of his spacesuit’s helmet ground the audience in Pitt’s subtle performance: a man in opposition to the sublimity of space. And, of course, his father, and all the tiny details Roy remembers of their life before, is the thread that weaves everything together.

From black and white musicals to math tutoring, Roy is shaped by his father’s presence as much as his absence.

Back in the recording booth, Roy wrestles with how to untangle his love for his father from the resentment of being an astronaut’s son. Beamed across the vastness of the dark universe, his words yearn for a man cosmically out of his reach.

Many first reactions to Ad Astra have been reviews by comparison: First Reformed (2017) meets 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968) meets Arrival (2016) meets Solaris (1971).

Ad Astra also begs comparison to Gray’s previous work, The Lost City of Z (2016), alike in its melancholy dive into the psyche of a recalcitrant explorer and his son.

In The Lost City of Z, Victorian-era colonial ventures into the heart of the

Amazon take the place of extraterrestrial expeditions, but the same muted contemplation of Ad Astra clings to every yellow-tone scene. Percy Fawcett (a surveyor-turned-explorer played by Charlie Hunnam) is on a quixotic search for the mythic city of “Z” with his son in tow. Captured by natives and in dire peril, Percy half-hallucinates, half-remembers his wife reading a letter she wrote to him while pregnant, fearing that she might not survive the childbirth of their soon-to-be son. “Always teach him to dream, to seek the unknown,” the letter implores. “A man’s reach should exceed his grasp, or what’s a heaven for.”

What does it mean that we’ll fly to the ends of the galaxy to get even the slightest bit closer to the unknown? What does it mean that we’ll follow each other there?

Clifford, faced with the reality of his failure to find intelligent life in the distant cosmos and the failure to be present for his son, comes to a harrowing revelation that seems to defy the pioneering fever of The Lost City of Z’s hero: “We’re all we’ve got.”

On Earth, a gloved hand reaches down into a crash-landed spacecraft, extended in offering to the astronaut. Roy, in spite of his father, or perhaps because of him, takes it. Thus, the journey through the solar system ends where it begins, on the solid ground of a familiar planet. G

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