Behind the Byline: Andrew Thompson on Ann Weaver Hart

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How I ended up interviewing President Ann Weaver Hart on the veranda of the National Constitution Center with a belly full of free champagne and Filet Mignon is the best story of my short journalistic career. It made me realize that with the right questions and a certain amount of serendipity, you can parlay a formerly context-less story into something massive in the future; and, as in my case, spend a whole night in luxury without paying a dime.

The genesis of my invitation to the Constitution Center occurred back in September when I was reporting on the new Temple advertising campaign. The creative director of the ads told me that they were aimed at a larger capital drive Temple was pursuing. Eager to frame the story in a larger context, I called my go-to man for the story, Chief Communications Officer Mark Eyerly, and asked for more info.

Upon hearing my question, Mark paused. Then he prefaced his response with the sexy caveat that always hits my journalistic erogenous zone.

“Off the record?” he asked. Lay it on me, Mark.

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As Owls add more depth, lackluster attitude vanishes

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It’s clear Al Golden seeks more depth on the football team, an aspect he has mentioned at several of his post-game press conferences this season.
He’s slowly gaining it.

North Catholic defensive lineman Shahid Paulhill became the 13th player to give the Owls a verbal commitment to begin playing on North Broad in 2008 after watching the Owls beat Northern Illinois Saturday.
Of those 13 players, eight are listed as two-star recruits on Rivals.com. Another recruit, defensive tackle Jeffrey Howie, is rated a three-star recruit.

Golden, who cannot talk about recruits until they sign a Letter of Intent on National Signing Day, has complained about a lackluster attitude on special teams, which he believes comes from a lack of depth.

The Owls only have a few juniors and seniors, so the depth chart is composed of mostly freshmen and sophomores.
At a stronger program, those underclassmen would be serving their time on the practice squad or in a back-up role. Some might inch their way onto the special teams unit.

Golden doesn’t have that depth and is forced to play these underclassmen in key roles. With no one waiting to replace them, it’s easy to see why a lackluster attitude might take root.

Golden’s first two recruiting classes have been named the best in the Mid-American Conference by various scouting web sites. If history is any indication, the 2008 class should provide Golden the talented depth he seeks and help eliminate this lackluster attitude.

A 10,000 Man Army

A few weeks ago, Police Commissioner Sylvester Johnson took a valiant stab at relevancy by calling on black men throughout the city to volunteer for patrol duty. While it’s nice to see some attempt at fresh thinking coming from the top brass at the Philadelphia Police Department, I really liked this plan better the first time, when it came spewing out of T. Milton Street’s word hole.

For those who are just joining us in Philadelphia, former hot-dog vendor Milton Street is current mayor’s John Street’s rascally brother, who ran a hilariously doomed campaign for mayor. Aside from pulling classic stunts such as crooning atop a prop coffin at an anti-violence rally and making various racial slurs on live radio/television, Milton is best known for his total lack of credibility as a city administrator. As his campaign burst into flames, he concocted various absurd plans to hold the public eye a little beyond his allotted 15 minutes, including deputizing 10,000 random Philadelphians to stem the murder rate.

So essentially, Sylvester Johnson has taken this insane plan and retooled it into a merely ineffectual and slightly less dangerous one. Hat’s off to the commissioner for not unleashing 10,000 untrained police deputies on the city, but is this really the only idea the PPD can come up with for allaying the violence in our city? This vain attempt to create a giant, uncoordinated town watch program is wholly empty of feasibility and any promise of success. Most neighborhoods in the city already have neighborhood watch programs that are understaffed, under funded, and by and large completely overwhelmed by the criminal element they must face. Milton’s plan was unquestioningly moronic, but it almost certainly would have had an effect (not necessarily a good one…), while Johnson promises more of the same: nothing.

It is time for the city to jettison this do-nothing commissioner. I have no doubt about Commissioner Johnson’s credentials as a police officer and a heroic servant to our fine city, but the man is not an administrator. He was most certainly appointed by John Street because of his race and uncontroversial reputation for being a “cop’s cop”. While he has done a splendid job of not rocking the boat thus far, his embarrassing response to the most recent crime wave has shown his true ability as the leader of our police.

In crisis times like these politics and race need to take a back seat to efficacy. It is with all sincerity that I hope our future Mayor will have the foresight to look past these two ever present pillars in Philadelphia, and select a true leader.

Click to read Inquirer coverage on Johnson’s initiative

The Peabody Cruise

Courtesy Peabody 07-08 Facebook groupEvery residence hall offers a different freshman experience – some better than others.

For my first two years at Temple, I lived in 1300 Residence Hall. I liked it; I made some great friends I still have today. It took me a while to meet those people, and once I did, I didn’t meet too many others. I feel a little shafted.

I was giving tours of Peabody Hall Sunday, working the Open House for prospective students. I found myself very jealous of the nearly 300 freshman that live there.

The hall, built in 1956 and celebrating its golden anniversary last year, has the atmosphere of a cruise ship for college kids. Walking down the long, narrow, white hallways with the colorful doors and matching door frames felt like I was on the Titanic. Well, third-class Titanic, but the Titanic nonetheless.

Each cabin…er…room has its own style. The residents truly make it their home, as they should. The color extends from the well-decorated hallways (props to the RAs) to the cozy, intensely decorated rooms. My jealousy grew even more.

The television lounge – a big screen TV in front of a few rows of couches just off the lobby – was homey, despite not having any walls. The staircase leading to the basement truly gave the cruise ship feel. Who knew stairs had so much power?

The game room had not one, but TWO pool tables. In 1300, with more than 1,000 residents, there was only one! And after a while, someone stole the cue sticks. And, we didn’t have a foos ball table like Peabody, either.Courtesy Peabody 07-08 Facebook group These kids are lucky.

It seemed like an STA Travel cruise vacation in the form of a four-story building where people actually live.

I’ve heard alumni talking to each other exchanging many memories that begin, “Remember that time in Peabody…” Current students do the same. Rarely do you hear people talking about 1940, or even Johnson or Hardwick in the same way.

I don’t know what it is about Peabody. What began a women’s residence hall in the 1950s has become an unmatched co-educational experience. Peabody is probably the only residence hall on campus I’ve never heard any negative comments about, which says a lot coming from a tour guide.

Peabody residents – be proud. I know you already are. The entire campus should be envious of you for gaining the truest college experience one can get on Temple’s campus. It’s kind of like taking a constant vacation with classes in between. Like…Semester at Sea in Peabody Hall.

Philly Funeral Fanatics

As a transplant resident, I am intrigued by Philadelphia’s automotive tradition with regard to funeral processions. Not long after I arrived in this fair city, I was driving down Eleventh Street. As I passed through a four-way stop, I noticed that the approaching car was speeding up not slowing down, so I quickly stopped and watched as this procession of limousines charged through the intersection. I finally was barely able to make out the word “funeral” on a small flag. I have since crossed paths with these processions on a number of occasions. In fact, the other day, I was on campus when I witnessed a procession driving down Montgomery Street. This is a high pedestrian traffic area, but this did not stop the procession from barreling down Montgomery with reckless abandon. When the lead car nearly hit four students, the driver honked and one of the pedestrians yelled at him. Then the

procession continued.

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As someone who has lived in New Orleans, I am no stranger to odd funeral traditions. I am told that the hard charging funeral procession is a common occurrence in the city. Is this tradition legal? I certainly have no problem paying deference to a funeral procession. I believe it is proper to do so. However, I do not wish to have my life endangered by one, since I do not wish there to be a premature procession in my honor. I believe this is the heart of the issue. When I first moved to Philadelphia, I marveled at the sheer number of funeral homes, particularly in South Philadelphia. I figure they must form a powerful political lobby in the scope of city government. I am, in fact, suggesting that this lobby group (Big Funeral) holds a great deal of sway when it comes to the city’s ability to regulate the speed of a funeral procession. Why would they do this? Well, dangerous processions lead to more accidents and more funerals. The financial motive is clear. We must stop before it is too late.

Behind the byline: Emily Gleason on Avenue North

Our first entry in our weekly series looking at the story behind the article as yold by the reporter. This week: Emily Gleason commenting on her article “Recycling bins finally come to The Edge“. – ed

main_home.jpgHi! Excuse me? Excuse me….Hi, My name is Emily Gleason and I’m writing an article for Temple News…could I ask you a few questions?

Sure words are powerful, but I seriously doubt that I’d have any student opinion in my last article had it not been for my athletic coordination or strategic self placement. Yes, when I needed student opinion from Edge residents, I stalked that catwalk of asphalt leading to the building like a German Sheppard watchdog patrolling her turf. Like a hunter I watched, selected, and pounced upon my prey-harvesting precious opinions and priceless quotes. Often, these residents would shy away from this strange girl with the funny hair and discrete note pad. After all, didn’t our parents teach us not to talk to strangers? As for the ones who dared, they doled out their personal information in Dixie plastic spoons, and gave opinions that were just as shallow. Are we that unsure of ourselves that we are afraid to give our full name with our thoughts? People are too wishy-washy, when asked a question, they give a trailing answer and then look to their friend for the rest.

Read the article at Temple-News.com