Oh yeah, Save Internet Radio please!
May 14, 2008

After writing that earlier article today, I seemed to have found my muse!




Basically, Cable and Satellite radio are paying half as much royalty fees to artists than our awesome internet radio compadres are. Sites like Last.fm, Pandora.com, these places are at a huge risk of being shut down completely due to the fact that they have no competitive edge. Basically they’re getting shut out by SoundExchange, who negotiates royalty fees.

Go to that website that I linked earlier, and read about it. If you suport it, and YOU SHOULD!, then give your senator a call. There’s actually a service right on that website that will tell you who to call and what to say.

Now I know what most of you are saying, how many people ACTUALLY call their senator? Well, I never have until now, I called and this is what happened.

Them: Senator Hutchinson’s Office.
Me: Hi, I’m calling to ask Senator Hutchinson to save Internet radio by co-sponsoring the Internet Radio Equality Act.
Them: Okay, can I get your zipcode?
Me: (Zip Code)
Them: I’ll pass that right on for you.
Me: Thanks!
Them: Have a good day.

This was NOT an intimidating, awkward phone call. This was me asking this other person to tell someone something for me. (God that sentence was convoluted.) This is a vital part of saving the internet radio.

The internet is our future folks, and we need to support an open-ended future.


Pegleghippie enters politics
April 28, 2008

by pegleghippie

(This shows up when you search for ‘politic’)

So due to some systemic loopholes, I am now a senator for the Student Government Association at my school.

Let me start by saying that by and large, I consider myself unelectable. I abhor the idea of campaigning, literally selling myself to people. I also take a lot of unpopular positions, pretty much summed up by my membership in the Green Party. While green politics may be increasingly popular, they are still just barely on the fringe. And I refuse to be dishonest about my political views; people deserve to know what they’re voting for. Hence, I’m unelectable.

So to become senator, I took a different route.  Turns out our SGA did a rather awful job of finding candidates for this year’s elections.  Only 6 people ran for 21 seats.  I was informed by a friend who was involved in SGA of this situation, and that the other senators would simply be confirmed.  Then I met with the newly elected president, who said all I had to do was to send in an application and show up at the meeting, and there would be a chance that I would get the nod.

So I show up at this meeting, see a few people that I know, and sit next to this guy, we’ll call him Ishmael, who I work with.  I could see why the elections were disorganized; the whole meeting was like a very polite but ineffective argument, mostly about procedure.  Eventually, they get around to confirmations.  One by one, we were called upon to talk a little about ourselves and what we wanted the SGA to do in the coming year.  One by one, people were confirmed, including Ishmael, who gave like, a 10 minute speech on what he was concerned about before they could vote on him.  Then it happened: someone was voted down.  It was a freshman girl.  She wasn’t really involved in anything, and didn’t really know anything about the school.  It was kind of sad.

Anyway, so I was the second-to-last one to be called up.  I stuck by my principle of letting the decision makers know what I was all about:  I hit the environmental angle hard, and stressed open communication between SGA and students, and the need to be more democratic within the school setup.  I answered a few questions, but the best part of the night for me came next.

 One of the newly-elected senators, we’ll call him Gary, spoke up.  Now I met Gary last friday when we both volunteered at the food bank.  We talked about various school programs and intelligence and good and bad in people, kind of deep topics.  We disagreed to some extent on nearly everything, but he struck me as an interesting, intelligent guy.  Still, I had known him for 4 days at this point.  Gary said to the senate that he knew me, that I was a highly intelligent, caring person who would be great as a Senator, and that I had his vote.  I was floored.  I had just received an endorsement from someone! I thanked him of course.  THEN, then, things got cooler.  A friend of mine, I’ll call him Samuel, stood up in the audience and gave me another endorsement.  I went to high school with Samuel, and he was a senator last year, and it was really just all too much for me to have ever asked for.  I thanked him too, of course.

So then I left the room while they voted.  I don’t know if the endorsements meant anything to the vote, but it meant a lot to me.  The moral of the story is, i guess, be good to your friends, have interesting conversations with strangers, and they’ll get your back in the future.