From conservative fears, I don't get involved with this type of thing because I'm unsure of whether it is the proper way of attempting to change policies.
But, alas, many do think it proper and have shown so today.
I was walking to my Finnish class and ended up running into the protesters as they were going through Ballantine Hall. I was not ready for the drums, the trumpet, or the saxaphone playing loudly as I shuffled up four flights of stairs to my classroom.
They were chanting, "Join us! Join us!" and my adrenaline started to kick in.
It felt like the front lines of a battlefield where I was supposed to fight but never was supposed to be there in the first place.
In my class, I asked my peer what he thought of the strike. His response was curious as he noted that he thought the execution was old fashioned and that the participants seemed to be treating IU as a governmental item, when in reality it is a corporation... so instead of picketing for changing policies, transferring to another school or not paying bursar bills would hit the school more.
After my class, I walked to Woodburn Hall to enter into what looked like a fortress. A wore, red couch sat on the stairs, one man sitting on it next to a sign reading something I couldn't understand. Inside were pamphlets, flyers and brochures explaining things I did not know about. I picked up the Events list, but can't even remember where I put it due to confusion.
I do not have an opinion on the Strike. This list of happenings is from my episodic memory and recounts only what I felt.
I am not very informed on these topics, but thought it interesting to be a witness.
-- a small news update from the front line of Indiana University's campus