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Stories from the children

Sage Kiernan-Sherrow | News Editor

 

Editor’s note: Content warning —

 

“The most painful thing you can do to a kid is separate them from the adult who cares for them,” said Willamette University Law Professor Warren Binford regarding the current United States Border crisis. Professor Binford was a member of a team who interviewed over 70 children currently being held at the U.S. border. She is a children’s law expert with a Masters with distinction in Education from Boston University and a Law degree from Harvard, and has been interviewed by various media outlets including CNN and PBS. 

On Wednesday, Oct. 23, Professor Binford was hosted by Western’s Model United Nations and the Salem United Nations Association to present a talk titled “4 Days in Clint,” which offered insight into the history of border control, included her accounts of the facilities detaining children separated from their loved ones, and proposed actions to increase awareness and support. 

Those in attendance were given postcards with direct quotes from children and mothers of children who are being detained at the border. Binford began by inviting the audience to read those quotes aloud. “We slept on a cement bench,” one quote read, pertaining to the conditions of the facility.

A room full of people sitting on padded seats listened while Binford said, “I wish that the quotes you read today were the exception, but the fact is that all along the southern border there are children who can testify to being treated the way that you just heard.” She then continued by explaining that the government has been involved in various child immigration issues since 1985, when the government would hold children as bait to try to get their parents who had illegally immigrated to reveal themselves by rescuing them. 

That prompted a 12-year fight for the children, which ended in the Flores Settlement Agreement of 1997 which granted children certain rights, primarily that children were to be provided with appropriate care and that they would be released first to their parents, then to another family member, another adult authorized by the family, and finally into foster care when there was no other alternative. 80% of the children in custody belonged to the first three categories at the time of the settlement passing.

However, Binford stated that it was “the Executive branch’s responsibility to implement those rights as regulations, but guess what happened? They never were promulgated, until just last summer.”

Binford also recounted the government’s verifiable entanglement in politics in the Northern Triangle, which represents the countries Honduras, El Salvedor and Guatemala, and how the U.S government’s conflict of interest in capital issues and ulterior motives to inhibit socialism from developing actually caused an influx in immigration. 

“We have been involved in Central American politics actively for 70 years and we know it,” said Binford. Families fleeing the gang violence caused by U.S. interference must travel over 1800 miles from the Northern Triangle to the border. During that journey, over 70% of girls report sexual assault, however this is a risk many are willing to take to escape the horrors of their homeland. Binford asserted, “generally, people don’t leave home unless they really have to.”

The U.S. government saw this influx in immigration and decided to come up with a plan that would deter families from crossing the border, which is why family separation has escalated into a crisis in 2019, Binford explained. However, “Research shows that if you want to deter migration, you don’t come down with strict migration policies, because that can actually increase migration … because people think … ‘this might be our last chance.’”

In 2017, when the government was first piloting family separation, Binford was a part of a team sent to inspect various border control facilities and assess their quality of care, and what she found was appalling. Despite the fact that border control standards maintain that they are only allowed to hold children for up to 72 hours, and the 20 days standard set by the Flores agreement, children were being held for months on end and separated from their families even in cases where the facility had the capacity to keep them together. In order to separate the family, mothers were told that they were “doing this to protect the child from trauma” regarding seeing the mother go through the court process. 

“Another mother talked about the fact that they told her they were taking her child away to give him a shower. I want you to think about that. I want you to think about the history of telling parents that they are giving their children showers, and the fact that U.S. government officials would say that,” said Binford. 

The children are being kept in abandoned military bases, or places like “The Walmart,” a previous Walmart superstore maintained by a non-profit called Southwest Key Programs and operated by a man called “Father Juan.” Father Juan, Binford stated, is an attorney from Harvard who is participating in the active displacement of children’s faith, culture, and language through acts such as separating indigenous children from each other, and having fundamentalist Christians teach the faith to a group of majority Catholic kids. 

Binford said, “we realized there is a type of cultural genocide going on in these facilities.” One wall of “The Walmart” is covered by “Juan-dollar bills,” which act as employee rewards for following “Father Juan’s” orders, and there is a mural dedicated to Donald Trump under which reads “sometimes, you have to lose the battle to win the war.”

Clint, on the other hand, is a tiny facility approved for 100 adults but currently holding 351 kids representing a range of ages. While Binford and her team were not able to inspect the facility itself, they were able to speak to the kids. 

“Many of them were sick, there was a lice outbreak, they were not being fed, they were not being given showers, they didn’t have soap, and most importantly, there was nobody taking care of them,” Binford said. The guards would make the older kids take care of the younger ones, but with no prior experience in doing so, they were disadvantaged. What’s equally as problematic, Binford said, is that this is being paid for by taxpayers dollars. 

“If you don’t want to believe that what we are doing is wrong ethically, then at least acknowledge that it’s a stupid thing to do financially.”

To conclude her presentation, Binford encouraged the public to take action through education, donation, engaging in conversation with legislatures, taking part in short-term fostering situations and most importantly, keeping the focus on telling the kid’s’ stories through art and through sites like amplifythechildren.org. 

“We don’t want them to whitewash the history and the brutality that these kids are experiencing,” Binford urged. 

At the very end of the talk, songwriter Kirsten Granger and guitarist Dan Wenzel of the band “True North” were invited to perform a song written on behalf of the children, in which the final verse conveyed, “abuelos hate to see us suffer, they’re out searching for our mothers, and they’ll bring our mothers soon.”

 

Contact the author at howlnews@wou.edu

Photos by Sage Kiernan-Sherrow

Opinion: Just a girl’s personal bias on why you shouldn’t just listen to music within your own language

Sage Kiernan-Sherrow | News Editor

Let me begin by first saying: I am in no way particularly knowledgeable about music production or the music industry; my opinions are just that — opinions — and I make no pretense that my tastes are more impeccable than anybody else’s. That being said, my good people of Western, we have a problem: people are avoiding music outside of their own bubbles.

Phrases such as “music transcends all boundaries” are commonplace, but it seems to me that we keep placing boundaries regardless, most prominently the boundary of language. And, I get it — people fear the unknown, and more than that, many people just don’t have an interest in listening to music that they can’t inherently understand. I confess, too, that I haven’t always been an “international music connoisseur,” but I place value in understanding people and learning about things outside of my bubble and in turn, I developed an interest in exploring music through a historical and cultural lens.

I’m going to come right out and say it, because you’re probably already thinking it, but yes, my first exposure to music not in English was through anime openings. Sound the alarms, I know that’s the ultimate cringey sentence for some. But hear me out because this article isn’t about that; there’s this anime called “NANA,” and the music for that anime was largely sung by a woman named Tsuchiya Anna, who I now credit with getting me interested in J-Rock, which in turn led me to think ‘huh, I wonder what else is out there,’ which then got me interested in K-Pop. 

And you might be wondering, what the hell does this have to do with that historical and cultural lens you were talking about? But through my interest in these musical genres, through time spent perusing YouTube for explanations behind lyrical intent, I’ve learned so much about the cultural values and historical significance of certain songs — from how a culture might perceive beauty standards to issues of government control — and I’ve come to have a real appreciation for the artistry of languages that I can’t understand without first doing some digging. 

Here’s a more specific example: I was in the YouTube abyss one night, watching compilation after compilation of music competition videos, when I stumbled upon a video of Elina Ivashchenko competing on “The Voice Kids Ukraine” while singing a cover of Jamala’s “1944,” a song dedicated to the forced migration of the Ukranian Tatars under the Stalin regime. You might be thinking “the what? I never learned this in school,” and if that’s what you’re thinking, then I was right on board with you. And that’s my point: my first introduction to the history of a people’s pain under annexation was from a 14-year-old girl on a competition show singing a song so hauntingly beautiful that I did my own research on its meaning which I carry with me now. Music has the power to do that, so why is it that we confine ourselves to the limitations of our perspective languages? The world is so much vaster.

 

Contact the author at skiernansherrow17@wou.edu

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From the humor section: Not-so-scary stories of our lives

Compiled by The Western Howl staff

Caity:

I was just three years old when my life was (almost) changed forever. Let me preface this by saying that I have been watching horror movies since I came out of the womb. I promise, I have good parents — and I turned out fine so it’s whatever. That being said, let me take you back to the year 2001, when my older sister Meagan sat me down to give me “the talk.” Not the one you’re probably thinking of. The other one. The one where your older siblings try to convince you that your parents aren’t your birth parents. Only this talk came with a twist.

Sitting on my bed, Meagan, who is seven years my senior, had a serious look on her face. Then she said it. The words that have stuck with me since:

“Caity, I have to tell you something… your real dad is Michael Myers. And he’s coming to pick you up today. So pack your stuff, you’re leaving tonight,” she said somberly.

I was terrified. But being the little angel I was, I started packing my stuff. What else are you supposed to do when you find out Mikey is your dad?! Tears rolling down my face, I grabbed my “Little Mermaid” suitcase and packed all of five shirts that could actually fit in the thing. It wasn’t until I was entirely done packing that my sister had the decency to tell me this was all one big joke. Haha, Meg. You really got 3-year-old me.

Anyways, to this day I still have an obsession with Michael Myers and all things “Halloween” and it’s probably because he’s my real dad. Love you, Dad.

 

Sage: 

You wanna know how I got these scars? The three ones that you can barely see on the palm of my hand? 

Well, imagine young, 14-year-old Sage. Closeted (that’s a pun, just wait), on my way to the haunted forest attraction that was a tradition for me and my then-best friend (who I was probably in love with and this story should be gayer than it is, but I digress). But before we could go and do that, we had to stop at my little sister’s elementary school halloween celebration where they decorated the hallways and had trick-or-treaters go through it like a maze. 

Now, I don’t know what self-respecting elementary school hires college students to act as ghouls and goblins, but what I do know is that they couldn’t tell the difference between high school freshman and college students, so my friend and I snuck in easily. They had what seemed like hundreds of costumes, and my friend and I settled on these absolutely horrifying clown masks, and, donning our hands with fake blood, we (completely unsupervised) found a door to hide behind in one of the hallways. 

It was a blast. Every time a little elementary schooler walked past, we’d leap up from our crouched position behind the door and banged on the windows, hollering and dramatically dragging our bloody fingers across the glass. Pretty sure we made some small beans pee their pants. 

And y’all, the tension was real, my friend and I pressed up next to each other, sweaty and bloody and feral. And that really would’ve been a brilliant time to make a move, if I hadn’t hit the window so hard, just as a kiddo was rounding the corner, that I put my hand straight through the glass. 

And I, ya know, just kind of held it there in shock, now with REAL blood gushing out of my hand. I think I let out a long, “uhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” before suggesting we get someone. 

Anyways, we ruined the event and some random teacher had to escort me to find my mom, who then bandaged me up in the school bathroom while I giggled like a moron (cuz, shock). Surprisingly, my parents weren’t mad, BUT I did learn later on that the person’s door I had broken happened to be the ‘meanest teacher in school.’ Thank god we moved. 

And that’s the story about how I got too into the halloween festivities and ruined my first gay awakening by being an idiot. And I did, come out of the closet, figuratively at least. 

 

Never:

The year is sometime in the early 2000s, I am young, easily frightened, and trust my elder sister far too much. We were sharing a room at this time in our lives — as we did for our entire childhood and adolescence — she had the top bunk and I had the lowly bottom bunk. It was around Halloween, when we went to a friend’s place and her brother was watching a movie I know now as “The Ring,” a classic tale of horror where a mysterious voice will say on the phone, “You will die in seven days.” Low and behold, they would die in horrendous ways after seven days.

I could only stomach so much of the film, but I got the gist, and I wasn’t happy about it. That night lying in my bed, staring up towards where my sister peacefully slept I kept replaying the haunting movie in my head. That’s when I heard it — a whisper. 

“You…will die…in sevennn dayssss.” There was no mistaking this terrifying promise, I called for my sister, but she peacefully snored unaware of the horror I was facing.

Running on little sleep I was terrified the following day to go to bed, but my mom insisted, and there it was again, a cruel and unforgiving whisper.

“You will die…in six daysss.” This time I crawled up into my sister’s bed, distraught and in tears, begging for her to wake up.

This torture went on for five more days, and I kept silent; afraid to drag my mom or dad into something I had to face on my own.

My final day to live, I sat at the breakfast table and after picking at my plate and sniffing in tears, and my mom asking one last time, “What on Earth is wrong?” I finally told them the bad news.

“I’m going to die today.” When I mentioned the whispering voice who informed me of my sure demise, my sister stared at me with raised brows before stating matter-of-factly, “that was me, idiot.”

Find your muse in Monmouth with new costume shop “Dancing Muse”

Rylie Horrall | Lifestyle Editor

Looking for a costume for Halloween, a party, festival, faire or convention? Search no further than Dancing Muse.

Dancing Muse is a costume shop located at 281 Main St. E in Monmouth — easily identifiable by the giant inflatable dragon in front. Enter through the door on the left and climb the steps to reach the store.

Officially opened on Oct. 18, the store is owned and operated by James Martin and Mary Harper, who bought the original costume shop that resided in Monmouth. The original shop was only open once a week, but Dancing Muse is open seven days a week, all year. 

“We embrace Halloween year round,” Martin said. Dancing Muse is full of costumes that vary from Halloween to sci-fi related to pirate garb. More choices are available for those looking for Renaissance faire outfits or cosplay gear. The center spread of costumes in the store also changes seasonally.

In addition to their current selection, Dancing Muse makes custom costumes and accessories for their customers, and will even repair damaged ensembles that are brought into their store. Presently, Martin and Harper are repairing their sewing machines, which is delaying their current sewing availability.

The store uses the tagline “We Dress Naked People” on their business cards and social media sites to reference their business direction — meaning their business serves to get people fully dressed up for events they are attending. 

“Naked is a community term referring to someone wearing street clothes, rather than garb/costume at a convention or festival,” Martin said. 

Martin also stated that Dancing Muse uses a type of therapy that involves dressing up in costumes.

“Putting on a mask or costume at a party allows a person to become someone else, or to help hide fears and anxiety from others,” he stated.

Dancing Muse is open from 10 a.m.–7 p.m. Tuesday–Saturday, and 12–5 p.m. Sunday and Monday. The store can be found on Facebook, Instagram (@dancingmusedist) and Twitter (@dancingmuseshop).

Contact the author at rhorrall17@wou.edu

Photo by Cora McClain

Six killer costumes on a budget

Rylie Horrall | Lifestyle Editor 

Caity Healy | Managing Editor

Halloween is just around the corner, and although college students may be a bit too old to trick or treat, one thing is for certain: one can never be too old to dress up. That being said, purchasing a costume isn’t always cheap — especially when they come directly from a pop-up Halloween store. Fortunately, making the switch from purchased to DIY can be both easy and fun.

To help with the inspiration, The Western Howl has compiled a list of potential costumes to get students started. We have included the prices of each costume — assuming the pieces don’t already live in the back of your closet — and where each item was purchased. Have fun with it, and happy haunting, Western. 

 

Couples Costumes 

 

#1: You and Your Boo

 

Jack and Wendy from “The Shining”

 

What you’ll need:

 

Wendy: 

Brown jumper dress — Amazon, $13

White tights — Ross, $2

Turtleneck — Goodwill, $3

Green flannel — Walmart, $8

Brown boots — Goodwill, $8

Baseball bat — Goodwill, $3

Total: $37

 

Jack:

Red shirt/jacket — Goodwill, $5

Old jeans — Goodwill, $5

Dark shoes/boots — Goodwill, $8

Fake axe — Goodwill, $3

Total: $21

 

#2: Friends ‘til the End

 

Spongebob and Patrick from “Spongebob Squarepants”

 

What you’ll need:

 

Spongebob:

Brown leggings — Goodwill, $6

White vest — Goodwill, $5

Yellow long-sleeved shirt — Old Navy, $6

Red bandana — Amazon, $4

White socks — Dollar Tree, $1

Black sneakers — Goodwill, $7

Total: $29

 

Patrick:

Purple and green patterned button up — Goodwill,  $6

Pink shirt — Old Navy, $4

Pink pants — Goodwill, $7

Pink vans — Goodwill, $7

Total: $24

 

#3 Dead Man’s Best Friend

Elliot and ET from “ET”

 

What you’ll need:

 

Elliot:

Red zip-up hoodie — Amazon, $10

Old jeans — Goodwill, $5

White sneakers — Target, $10

Total: $25

 

ET:

Old white blanket/sheet — Goodwill, $3

Total: $3

 

Extra points: An old bicycle and a basket big enough for your pet

 

Hot Costumes of 2019

 

#1: Season 3 Eleven from “Stranger Things”

 

What you’ll need:

 

Oversized ‘80s shirt — Goodwill, $7

Suspenders — Amazon, $5

Black pants — Goodwill, $5

White socks — Dollar Tree, $1

White shoes — Target, $10

Scrunchie — Dollar Tree, $1

Fake blood for nose bleed — $5

Total: $34

 

#2: Joaqin Phoenix as the Joker from “Joker” 

 

What you’ll need:

 

Face makeup — Amazon, $10

Green hair spray — Amazon, $6

Red jacket — Goodwill, $5

Green shirt — Goodwill, $3

Yellow vest — Amazon, $6

Total: $30

Alternatively, you can just do the face makeup to scare all your friends.

 

#3: Wednesday Addams from “Addams Family”

 

What you’ll need:

 

White collared shirt — Amazon, $10

Black long-sleeve shirt — Goodwill, $6

Black skirt — Goodwill, $7

Black tights — Target, $6

Black flats — Goodwill, $5

Total: $34

Contact the author at rhorrall17@wou.edu

Photos by Caity Healy

The Donut Bar provides another cheap food option for students

Rylie Horrall | Lifestyle Editor

The Donut Bar is a sweet-treat food truck located at 191 Monmouth Ave. N, just a ways away from the annex of food trucks across from City Hall. It’s a relatively new addition to the plethora of food trucks located in Monmouth, having only opened on Sept. 21.

It’s owned and operated by Eric Brown, who decided to start selling in Monmouth due to his church, Limitless Ministries, and family being located here. The Donut Bar’s target customers are the Western students.

Initially, the idea to sell doughnuts at a food truck was to help with funding the church he attends. The actual decision to start the food truck was based on Brown impulsively buying a trailer he had seen while on a trip to the coast.

The Donut Bar’s menu consists of many featured flavors to try, such as the maple bacon doughnut, the Reese’s doughnut, and a create-your-own doughnut option. The truck’s options are not limited to what is posted on the menu, and customers can inquire about other available flavors.

“We are a full kitchen so we can make (a lot) of things,” Brown said. “(There’s not) really a secret menu but there’s things that are not on our window menu.”

For first time customers, Brown recommends trying the Caramel Apple Pie doughnut or any option with peanut butter as a flavor. He claims their signature doughnut is the Apple Fritter with maple bacon and peanut butter.

The Donut Bar’s menu also rotates seasonally, which gives customers various new flavors to try. Currently, the truck has many fall flavors like the Pumpkin Pie doughnut.

Brown doesn’t plan to stop at the food truck, however, and plans to open a full doughnut shop in Monmouth. 

“My father owned 2 (doughnut) shops growing up,” Brown said, “I’ve always wanted to do this.”

The Donut Bar is open from 9 a.m.–5 p.m. on Thursdays and Fridays, and from 8 a.m.–2 p.m. and 5:30–10:30 p.m. on Saturdays. They can be found on Facebook by searching “The Donut Bar”.

Contact the author at rhorrall17@wou.edu

Photo by Brittany Figueroa

Review of the true crime tv series “Unbelievable”

Never Retallack  | Entertainment Editor

Editor’s note: Content warning — this review covers subjects such as rape and sexual violence in relation to true events.

According to Bloomberg after the “#MeToo” movement began in 2017, just one year passed and there was more than one sexual assault crime reported everyday. Bloomberg goes on to say that the “#MeToo” movement has made tolerance for sexual assault far lower.

The new Netflix original eight-part series, “Unbelievable,” covers the true story of 18-year-old Marie, played by Kaitlyn Dever, a Washington resident who reports she was raped at knifepoint. The two male detectives who were in charge of her case had suspicions that she was lying due to inconsistencies in her story, and after being coerced by the police, she eventually said that she had made it up.

These detectives took a rare step in charging Marie with a gross misdemeanor for filing a false police report — no one went to court with her besides her lawyer. After admitting to a false report, she lost the small support she had; her peers ostracized her.

The show then moves from Marie’s tortured and isolated character to two female detectives in other states dealing with similar rape cases. Toni Collette (Detective Rasmussen) and Merritt Weaver (Detective Duvall) play the unstoppable detectives.

Rasmussen and Duvall eventually piece together that there have been many rape cases that all have striking similarities, but because each crime had been committed in different counties and states, no one was piecing it together.

The show is somber and hard to watch, recounting tragedies, leaving the audience members with a heavy heart. “Unbelievable” does a phenomenal job of showing the inner workings of the justice department, and the challenges assault victims face.

The writers of the show faced another challenge aside from the delicate topic they were covering: the fact that they were basing the show’s premise on a real life case. “Unbelievable” deserves praise for how it addresses the relevant issues of rape and social justice, with amazing actors and a compelling plot. This is definitely a show worth watching.

Overall Rating: This show is hard to watch but definitely a powerful depiction of a terrible crime, I highly recommend this series to anyone who enjoys intense dramas and is interested on how sexual assault cases can be dealt with by the police.

Contact the author at howlentertainment@wou.edu

Photo courtesy of Netflix