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October 3rd, 2008 by Kyle Magee

Mark Hardy’s First Blog from the campus of Washington University:

         The atmosphere at Washington University in St. Louis ‘ Danforth Campus denies my expectations of a high profile Vice Presidential debate.                        

Immediately after receiving our press credentials I was directed to another line where I was handed oodles of Washington University promotional items: a water bottle, t-shirt, a bag with three University pins, and a lanyard for my press credentials containing a two gigabyte flash card. According to NPR over 3,000 media passes were issued, and none of them left the sign in tables without these goodies. The memory stick lanyard even featured B-roll film, exciting our News 36 team members until someone in the KWUR radio station let us know that most of it asked the national media to write stories about new buildings on campus and how great of a school it is. (Unrelated sidenote: Wash-U’s tuition has increased by a greater percentage than gasoline at the pump has since the last oil crisis in the 1970s.)

          At first I thought students would feel jealous about how nice the school was treating me. Then I saw a space age CNN trailer painted with outrageous, hip phrases such as The League of First Time Voters, and Join Us! surrounded by students. Anyone interested could wait in line to have their picture taken in a special CNN photo booth, receive a free CNN t-shirt, or view one of many performances by campus entertaining groups. I listened to a little bit of Wash-U’s acapella group before deciding it was time to get lunch.

          The cafeteria’s occupants were half students and half national journalists, the majority of whom were drinking wine during their downtime. Needless to say, the nearly $40,000 a year Wash-U campus’ food is quite a bit classier than Truman’s. Gourmet food with sea salt and pepper grinders screams fine dining. I would say the number of journalists inside suggests that news pros enjoyed the establishment, as well, but I think the number of blocked off streets and long line of cars waiting to have their credentials checked might have influenced people to eat on campus.

          After eating I had to go to the bathroom to clean gourmet pizza grease from my hands. The toilets had an interesting green feature we could incorporate on campus: press the handle up for #1 (liquid waste), down for #2 (solid waste), and a special green coating to prevent germs.

          A strange event seemed to be taking place on campus. Everywhere, students, all male, holding ridiculous signs could be seen traipsing about, yelling what was essentially the content of the sign. Some examples are, ‘Vote Whig!’ ‘Why is My Chair Broken?’ ‘Palin: I’m the Daddy’ and ‘I need a nap.’ At first I believed this to be part of some strange Libertarian protest until I discovered that it was a part of an elaborate fraternity pledging process.

         Now I’m off to Spin Alley, where the big shot journalists are chilling, and then I plan to check out the protesters who have been relegated to off campus areas, since Wash-U is private and can choose who stays on or off of campus (*cough*Brother Jed…*cough*) Forsyth, the road they’re on, has been blocked off by police, making for a perfect place to congregate.

Look forward to hearing from me soon.
January 4th, 2008 by Michael Becker

By Alex Boles

 

A reporter does not expect to walk into a caucus location and be reminded of a family reunion, but I was.

The home of Gary and Mary Weaver was welcoming and homey. Snacks and drinks were set out on counter tops and tables. Pictures and artwork decorated the living room and people were busily working in the kitchen. Color flooded the room – from the carpets and lamp shades to the candy apple red pots hanging in the kitchen. It did not seem like a political activity.

Caucuses inside the home accounted for less than 10 percent of all the caucuses in the state and it was thrilling to be able to experience one. Our media was set up on the landing of the steps leading up to bedrooms. The caucus-goers were able to sit on couches and comfortable chairs instead of bleachers. Everyone breathed in warm, brownie-scented air instead of muggy gymnasium or dry auditorium air.

As a first-time caucus reporter, I was ignorant of the actual process. The number of people, 90, was multiplied by 15 percent to get the amount of people it would take to give the candidate one vote. Representatives from the leading candidates would venture out to the undecided or to the candidates with less people representing them and attempt to persuade them to cross over to their territory. It was an exciting process to watch. Young men, women, seasoned veterans and first-timers all took part in the event. Mother and daughter sat on opposite sides of the room, and neighbors stood together. One of the most surprising bits of information we received is that most of the 90 caucus-goers knew each other or at least knew Gary and Mary. They were able to take a potentially completely hectic and argumentative process and turn it into a family friendly environment. I was part of the press and still felt like I would be asked to stay for dinner and a movie. Having a caucus location in the home is a great way to bring a rural community together. These people start as a support system and know that they are able to walk into a comfortable environment where they can speak their mind.

The food continues to be passed out as the procedure begins to settle down. The numbers were final, delegates for committees were selected and exhaustion set in due to the contagious intensity, stress and pressure. Coats were taken out of the closet and given to friends and neighbors. The press packed up their supplies and food was left on the counters. This was Gary and Mary’s second year hosting the caucus. Hopefully they will continue to create the warm and comfortable atmosphere that I experienced at my first caucus event.

January 4th, 2008 by Charles Ngugi

I write to draw parallels between the just concluded causes in Iowa and the post-election violence in Kenya. Somebody has to.

At the back of my mind is the following question: How can Americans go through a bruising campaign period and conclude this vital electoral exercise without anybody being killed for casting a vote for a candidate another American doesn’t like?

In Africa, elections, just like the military dictatorships and the kreptocracies that preceded the continent’s arriviste democracy, are turning out to be bloodletting orgies. In my home country, Kenya, a disputed election has now cost nearly 600 lives since electoral results were announced a week ago. 

This begs another question: what is it about American democracy that makes it work?

It cannot, by any stretch of the imagination, be said to be the most direct democracy. After all, the people who voted yesterday were not voting for their favorite candidate. They were voting for the members of the Electoral College who will then vote in the Presidential elections in November 2008. 

Although Sen. Obama and Gov. Huckabee won, it will not be surprising if either of them loses to other candidates in the November election, perhaps even before that.  I bet my thermal vest in this cold weather that no violence will break out if they lose.  Supporters of the losers will accept the results and embrace the winner without as much as a whimper. 

Alexis de Tocqueville, the inveterate observer of American democracy, got it right when he traced American political stability in the contradictions of its democracy: A liberty threatened by majoritarian tyranny; higher literacy level that belie widespread commonality of opinion; respect for properly constituted authority  offset by a spirit of irresponsibility. 

In Africa, these elements are also present, but in a reverse, even perverse, order: liberty threatened by the tyranny of the tribe; low literacy amidst fragmented opinion; and widespread irresponsibility coupled with a dearth of respect for authority. 

Tocquieville wrote that he came to America to seek the "image of democracy itself, with its inclinations, its character, its prejudices, and its passions, in order to learn what we have to fear or to hope from its progress."  

To my African people: Let us not try to re-discover the wheel. We have no time for Bastillean revolutions. Let’s cast our eyes to America, stare the image of democracy in its face, and learn the following lesson:

American political stability is undergirded by liberty, a better educated population, a subterranean consensus on what is good for America, and respect for authority.  
 
January 4th, 2008 by Jessica Gasch

If Mike Huckabee pulls through this evening as the Republican nominee from Iowa, it’ll be the alligator skin boots that gave him the boost.
Forget their stances on national issues, it’s the meticulous clothing choices of the candidates that characterize their campaigns.
For his campaign stop in Grinnell this afternoon, Huckabee chose the alligator skin boots — tough, waterproof, so the grayish snow-turned-slush slid off the tops of his shoes like the negative television advertising rolled off his back in the last month.
Barack Obama, on the other hand, strolled in with a red silk tie to his rally Wednesday morning. The tie was bright, a stark contrast to his plain black suit and white shirt. Black, white and red, eh? We know that it was a subtle reminder of his background in civil rights litigation and his mixed ethnic background.
Still, it looks like he’s still trying to convince voters he’s serious enough to be viable — and experienced enough to know how to wear a tailored suit. We’re pretty sure the tie wasn’t a clip-on
John Edwards is still trying to shake off the $400-haircut story — he knows how unforgiving the media can be in scrutinizing his appearance. Maybe that’s why he put on his blue jeans. Levis wear well — one cycle in the washing machine only makes them stronger. Maybe Edwards wanted to remind caucusgoers that despite last presidential election’s disappointing results, he’s up for another go-round. He is the everyman, after all. Or maybe after 36 hours on the road, any material besides denim would have succumbed to wrinkles.
If you choose to host an event in an unheated airplane hangar, you’d better wear layers. Mitt Romney donned a collared shirt and a bright blue sweater. Not so bright as to be obscene for a staid fiscal conservative, but blue enough to bring out his honest eyes. Sweaters are Christmas. Sweaters are family. Sweaters go with just about everything, which is who Romney hopes to appeal to in the general election.
Bill Richardson was your average absent-minded professor on Wednesday night, when he took the microphone in a room no bigger than a crowded lecture hall in a tweed jacket with leather elbow patches. Richardson is counterculture but smart at the same time. His clothes appealed to the academics-turned-activists that have rallied around him. And just as if elbow patches got too popular, they’d no longer be cool, if Richardson won the nomination, he’d lose his base.
Whoever said the clothes don’t make the man (or at least the presidential candidate) had never been to the Iowa caucuses.

January 3rd, 2008 by Nicholas Wilsey

 

Laura Prather

We are only hours away from the beginning of the Iowa caucus, and it still is up in the air about which Democrat will claim first. Obama, Edwards and Clinton seem to be running a six-legged race, and the polls can’t be trusted considering the margin of error. 

After visiting events of all three of the top Democrats over the last two days, the candidates’ supporters are all saying the same thing: They are endorsing the best candidate – the candidate who will win and become the next President of the United States. Each of the three has a distinct demographic they are attracting and each group seems to be equally accounted for across Iowa. 

Clinton focuses mainly on health care and reels in voters with personal and sentimental stories. Obama’s vocabulary circles around three main ideas: hope, believe and change. And Edwards interests voters by promising a rise of the middle class. 

But Clinton, Obama and Edwards do have one thing in common. Everywhere they go, their fans chant their names.  

And although the race is close now, fans will still be chanting their favorite candidate’s names once the caucus is over. Supporters won’t give up because they want their candidate to be the next president, and thus the chants will continue long into the night and well into the new year.

January 3rd, 2008 by Nicholas Wilsey

A huge bus. Blue and yellow. Windows tinted. Following me around Iowa as I follow presidential candidates. It’s the FairTax bus … again.  

I first saw the FairTax bus at the Reagan Dinner sponsored by the Republican Party of Iowa in October. Many of the candidates there talked it up, so I thought perhaps it was a Republican issue. And then I saw the bus not far from a rally for Chris Dodd, who is certainly not a Republican.  

So, my main question has been, what is the FairTax anyway? I’ve got my answer now.  

According to its Web site, FairTax is non-partisan and “a comprehensive proposal that replaces all federal income and payroll-based taxes with an integrated approach including a progressive national retail sales tax.” The FairTax further includes a repeal of the 16th amendment through companion legislation.

The plan also enables workers to keep their entire paycheck, allows American products to compete fairly, closes all loopholes and brings fairness to taxation and abolishes the IRS, among other things.

Republican presidential candidates Ron Paul, Mike Huckabee and Mike Gravel have stated they would sign the FairTax into law if it were passed by Congress.

The FairTax bill was introduced into the House of Representatives in 2005 and remains there today.

For further information, visit http://www.fairtax.org.

January 3rd, 2008 by Nicholas Wilsey

 

By Alex Boles

Heading into Fred Thompson’s speech this morning, I was not expecting to see elementary school children with press badges and notebooks.

The Scholastic Kids Press Corps, a group of promising journalists, attended the event and other candidate events throughout Des Moines today. They all gathered in the back of the conference room inside the Marriott Hotel in West Des Moines in their matching red press shirts with completely unbiased reactions. They were hard at work writing in their notebooks to go back and write their stories. Their advisor said they were up until midnight the night before writing stories. 

I got the chance to interview some of the kids, and let me say I was just as happy to interview them as they were to get interviewed. They all seemed completely professional, in the we’re-ten-year-old-journalists type of way. Most of the kids were from Des Moines and did not say which candidate they supported. Naturally. These kids definitely have a great future ahead of them in journalism if they stick with it.

If you want to learn more about these young journalists, you can go to their Web site at scholastic.com/news and watch the full interview on our Web site. (To be added at a later time.)

January 3rd, 2008 by Nicholas Wilsey

By Jessie Gasch

If it weren’t for the snow and the biting cold, I think I could be an Iowan.

Or at least I could be an Iowan every four years, just in time for the Iowa caucuses.
 
Starting at 8 a.m. yesterday morning, my team of two other college journalists and I have been burning up the highway in southeastern Iowa looking for ways to finagle just a few seconds with a presidential candidate so we can stick a microphone under their mouth and get our shot at an interview. We sit through the rallies with our cameras and voice recorders trained on their every move and word. Headlines and ledes and questions run through our minds constantly, and when it’s all over, we race forward for our shot before hitting the nearest wi-fi hotspot and furiously typing out the story.
 
What I’ve noticed from sitting in the audience at these rallies is that the candidates hold a lot of respect for Iowans, and the Iowans are taking their job seriously. I talked to a handful of rally-goers yesterday and got a look inside the world of caucusing. What I’ve learned to count on is that if an individual is attending a rally, they’re attending a caucus, though not necessarily to cast their vote for that particular candidate. Iowans seemed to have perfected their “presidential shopping.” They know what they want when it comes to a political stance, and they’re searching for the candidate that fits the bill.
 
The second thing that strikes me is the lack of star-struck Iowans wandering wide-eyed around the streets. One gentleman I sat next to at a Joe Biden rally in Oskaloosa approached the senator’s wife, Jill, after the event, congratulating her on her recently earned doctorate. There was no hesitation, and there was no request for an autograph. Yet another rally-goer at a Clinton event in Ottumwa took advantage of her few seconds with the senator by simply grasping her arm and murmuring a few words of encouragement that earned a genuine Hillary beam in return. What I witnessed had nothing to do with being in the spotlight. It was simply pure compassion from one person to another and respect for these candidates and their families.
 
Because my team has been assigned to chase some of the “smaller” candidates, the ones who aren’t in the top two or three spots in the polls, I’ve also gotten to see how these campaigns are run. The candidates themselves admit upfront to being outspent by the bigger candidates, but they’re clearly not discouraged, and they’re definitely not giving up. They still ask for support in the caucuses, and they still promise great things.
 
This morning my team hit the streets of downtown Des Moines in search of the Ron Paul headquarters, hoping to follow volunteers as they went door to door in a last-minute push for support. Unfortunately, when we got to the headquarters, there was some confusion as to where the volunteers, who were spreading out to “canvass” the area to garner support for Paul, were actually going, and the office staff were hesitant for us, as members of the media, to catch up with some of their groups.
 
Looking around the headquarters, however, I noticed that there were a lot of jeans-and-polo-clad, college-age-looking kids answering phones and rallying support for Paul. Everyone that we talked to explained that they had pulled an all-nighter doing last-minute things for the campaign. While snapping a few pictures of a van plastered with Paul’s face parked down the street, I caught up with one of them and discovered the true backbone of the Paul campaign.
 
Corey Landon Walsh, a 19-year-old freshman at North Arkansas College, told me he came to Iowa for the caucuses with the Ron Paul Christmas Vacation. He explained that he is staying with 70 other students at a “camp” in Boone County, Iowa. Walsh said he and other supporters made the trip in a refurbished bus that dates back to the 1970s and are being as spendthrift as they can.
 
And then, as he talked about the exhausting experience in its entirety, including little food and even less sleep, Walsh said something that summed up the entire campaign:
 
“That’s what we run on: pop tarts and liberty.”
 
When I think about the caucuses, I’ll think about people like that. And if I had the opportunity to make it back to Iowa in four more years, people like Walsh and other Iowa caucus-goers would make me glad to return.
January 3rd, 2008 by Nicholas Wilsey

By Phil Jarrett

My photo card hissed with electricity, transferring my photographs onto the computer for review and speedy delivery. And suddenly there were 100 images of John Edwards, only 75 or so with his eyes open.

How did this happen? Either my shutter was in perfect synchronization with his blinking, or this guy was giving such an impassioned, well-rehearsed speech, he could do it with his eyes closed. That or the 36-hour “Marathon for the Middle Class” bus tour was starting to weigh down on him on the final stretch.

Bill Richardson, tucked into a crowded hole-in-the-wall restaurant in Iowa City, sighed as he told the crowd, “I’m tired – I mean, physically tired.”

I’m with you, Bill. Iowa is unspeakably cold this time of year. A walk from the parking lot evokes feelings of numbness I had originally associated with a full day of sledding. An extended drive over the snowy plains has a certain hypnotizing effect, rendering all passengers energy-drained zombies.

Such a zombie, Barack Obama, was reading from note-cards, hardly moving aside from the occasional hand gesture. His speech was like every other speech he had given in recent months. For all I know, he could have been lip-synching. Perhaps consuming nothing but well-rehearsed, generic political rhetoric all day has made me cynical.

As Mitt Romney quipped about Mike Huckabee skipping out on Iowa by appearing on late-night TV instead of hopping around the state, I couldn’t help but observe a tinge of jealousy: While his political nemesis was receiving publicity on the much anticipated return of Leno from the writers’ strike, he was stuck campaigning in a frigid airplane hangar in Cedar Rapids.

But battered journalists and politicians aren’t the only ones getting sick of the caucus. Local citizens can’t flip on a television without wading through back-to-back-to-back political ads. Internet advertising that recognizes Iowa IP addresses turns the World Wide Web into quite a small world after all. Not only this, but Iowans are deafened by the clamoring of their telephones and the subsequent shoutings of enthusiastic volunteers up to seven times a night.

Hey, but democracy is moving forward and change is on its way. So the candidates loudly proclaim as they woo one area more than all the others with free buttons and pledges of loyalty to the Hawkeye state they will likely not remember eight months from now. And the media circus has picked the candidates it thinks is viable, and people caucus for the candidates they have heard of. Unfortunately, these candidates in the spotlight are gods of doublespeak, those of them in the legislative branch neglecting their duties to make decisions on important bills they could later be held accountable for. Meanwhile, candidates who have actually taken real action, real stances on real issues like Ron Paul, Dennis Kucinich and Mike Gravel, dissipate into obscurity with less and less media coverage.

There is an excitement about the caucus, and lots of people are genuinely enthusiastic about their candidate. However, the general atmosphere is one of exhaustion, perhaps because of our entertainment-saturated media and public demand that the candidates make a full spectacle to win them over at the last minute with cheap tricks rather than with any credible proof of competency.

And here I am clicking away with computer keys and camera shutter buttons on all corners of this desolate rectangle, adding glamour, excitement and publicity to political stunts rather than providing any real analysis that could inform citizens who would make the best President of the United States. How could the end result not be a physical and philosophical exhaustion?
January 2nd, 2008 by Mark Smith

Students working inside several presidential campaigns in Iowa are blogging their thoughts at http://2008caucus.blogspot.com/  Join them for the conversations.

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