V.25 No.3 | 1/21/2016
Philomath is Where I Go
Getting from here to there with a love of learning
By August March
Practically anyone can pursue and secure new knowledge that may be used to improve one’s station in life, increase economic standing and become more interested and aware in the world around them.
Locals tell about the classes and teachers that made a difference
By Renee Chavez
Alibi took to the streets of Burque to ask the locals, “What is the best class you've ever taken or who is the best teacher you've ever had?”
V.25 No.3 | 01/21/2016
Courtesy of the author
By August March [ Wed Jan 20 2016 9:45 PM ]
There is something wrong with waiting for the Sun-Tran bus number eleven at seven in the morning thought Charlie Jones as he dragged upon a Camel straight and adjusted the band on his watch. A couple of pigeons wandered over and he threw them each ample quantities of the three-day-old Allsups burrito buried in his coat pocket.
Jones was wearing stuff from his father's closet. There was something about that woolen cowboy-style suit jacket and the bolo tie—a turquoise and coral affair that depicted the Zuni Sun God—that made Charlie itchy and paranoid.
—Someone else wore this stuff around Burque thirty years ago and now it's my turn, he mumbled to the small birds.
The Lomas bus followed a wide path made from concrete and dinosaur juice and ended up on the edge of the mountains, a place nearby to Charlie's destination. On board, Jones read through his notes for the day. Once in a while, he looked out the window. The bus drove through places that used to be open range, filled with sage and snakes and the ruins of cars that never made it to Califas.
—So Tony y la familia settled in Barelas, a passenger across the aisle gravely intoned.
Charlie got out of the bus after it crossed Juan Tabo and walked the rest of the way to the high school. The place was mostly painted purple. There were also about three hundred or so depictions of lions—some sculptural—
—The school mascot left its spoor everywhere, Jones whispered reverently.
As Charlie marched through the administrator’s area on the way to his classroom, he was mistaken for a student by the new community resource officer, a man who had just moved to Burque from New Jersey—looking for something he just knew was hidden somewhere in the sprawling western lands. His name was Dwight.
Jones produced his faculty ID. He gave the old man a solemn pat on the back, thanking him for his vigilance and incomparable public service. The two men wandered away from the other satisfied and confident about their ability to communicate with individuals from outside their respective subcultures.
It was still early; Charlie stopped by the teacher's lounge. He had a Sony Walkman in his bag. Jones was about to activate side two of the new Radiohead album when Bob Baca, the biology teacher appeared. Bob began chatting about invertebrates in a very excited tone and then with no small amount of verbal craft segued loquaciously and nearly seamlessly into a diatribe about the wonders of religion.
—A single dude like you ought to give church a try, said the biology teacher, inducing a sense of mock frenzy in Charlie’s fingers, which were unable to flip the cassette tape over at that precise moment due to an overwhelming sense of ennui in the rest of his body.
He reached his room, unlocked the door and activated the switch on the wall. Lights fluttered to life and computers booted. Students began to wander in. One of them asked Charlie if it was true that he was a communist and let his summer school students read Chairman Mao's little red book last year. Charlie waved off the question and made sure he stood with his hand over heart when they played the Star Spangled banner over the intercom that morning.
Jones gave a lesson about how technology was influencing rock music. One of his students, Zach, jumped out of his seat near the end of the talk, and began belting out "Destination Anywhere," by Bon Jovi while gesturing madly at the students in the back of the room. After a couple of verses, he retreated—funky, outrageous and parade-style through the classroom door, never seen again.
During the scheduled lunch break, Charlie sat behind his desk and played Oregon Trail on the Apple IIe. Afterward he spent the afternoon discussing a relatively new thing called the world wide web with a group of final-year students who he believed were probably going to end up designing nuclear weapons or implementing carnivorous global marketing strategies.
On the way out to the bus stop at the end of the day, he nearly tripped over Bob Baca. Jones was looking down, trying to find the rewind button on his music player. Just as he slid awkwardly past Baca, the tape inside the machine reset itself. A recording of Thom Yorke's voice began telling all about a dystopian world—filled with crash survivors and characters right out of Shakespeare—that was just around the corner.
—Fitter, happier, more productive, the voice on recording said with the informative precision of machines.
Charlie cranked up the volume, flashed Baca the peace sign and crossed the street. He walked to the bench where a bus was always waiting and listened.
V.24 No.53 | 12/31/2015
Photo by Beshr Abdulhadi â€¢ flickr.com/beshro
One City, Many People
Saturday, Jan 9: People Create Cities: The Lebanese/Syrian Community
By Taylor Grabowsky [ Thu Jan 7 2016 10:30 AM ]
Learn about the Syrian and Lebanese people who helped create Albuquerque.
V.24 No.41 | 10/8/2015
The Daily Word in spicy foods, hamsters, the lottery and slavery
By Taylor Grabowsky [ Mon Oct 5 2015 12:15 PM ]
We're all in this together (student loan debt), but at least we have our college degrees.
Finland kindergartners focus more on playing than testing.
Your chances at winning the jackpot just got cut in half, but maybe that's a good thing.
The nuances of staging a musical with deaf actors.
Raj the blind dog is finally adopted.
Going against the grain, one Dunkin Donuts refused to serve cop.
Textbook changes using the terms “immigrants” and “workers” back to “slaves,” after a Texan mom complained.
It's Monday, so here, have hamsters reenact the Friends theme song.
V.24 No.39 | 9/24/2015
The Daily Word in bae of pigs, Sumo wrestlers, a family road trip and the Emmys
By Taylor Grabowsky [ Mon Sep 21 2015 1:13 PM ]
Prime Minister David Cameron allegedly porked a dead pig.
Are we there yet? Family takes six-month road trip to see Pope Francis in Philadelphia.
Missed the Emmys last night? We've got you covered with the 15 best moments of the 2015 Emmys.
100 years ago, Stonehenge was bought at an auction for a really good price.
This ten-year-old stand-up comedian is funnier than you'll ever be.
Senior year: 86-year-old woman has been going to college for 36 years.
Sumo wrestlers involved in crying baby contest. It's as weird as you think.
V.24 No.28 | 7/9/2015
The Daily Word: How To Be An Expert (in anything)
By Robert Maestas [ Wed Aug 19 2015 1:07 PM ]
School to Prison Pipeline
He who controls the present, controls the past
The wrong side of history
How to be an EXPERT! (w/ Neil deGrasse Tyson)
Behind the Logo
Art, Taking OVER your town squares
Cyclone of Bullshit
V.24 No.16 | 4/16/2015
Crib Notes: April 16, 2015
By August March
What do you know about last week’s New Mexico news? Test your recall with the Alibi pop quiz.
V.24 No.8 | 02/19/2015
The Daily Word in Men's Rights, cryptozoology, PARCC and Tom Joles
By Ty Bannerman [ Wed Feb 25 2015 9:03 AM ]
Good morning, it’s Wednesday, February 25,
and KOB anchorman Tom Joles is having a time-out after a rumored physical altercation with one of his fellow reporters,
it turns out that even beatniks can be beautiful,
a GQ reporter visited a “Men’s Rights” conference and found out that those guys are kind of a bunch of assholes,
2 million cars in the US are outfitted with remote-shut-off technology that can, and has been, hacked,
aiming laser pointers at police helicopters remains a great way to get arrested, even if you say you're sorry,
students and parents continue to protest an upcoming standardized test,
and a local researcher says the uptick in chupacabra sightings is due in part to global warming.
Have a great day!
V.23 No.47 | 11/20/2014
Santa Fe Art Institute/Nicole Davis
Changing the World in Two Minutes
By Sam Adams
How do you fit 20 talks on 20 topics into one fun-filled night? Keep ’em short. Really short, and interesting as hell.
V.23 No.43 | 10/23/2014
Crib Notes: Oct. 23, 2014
By August March
From first amendment litigation against UNM to ’80s radio, what do you know about last week’s New Mexico news?
V.23 No.32 |
The Daily Word in cruel hierarchies, BrBa autopsy and sentinel wells
By August March [ Thu Aug 7 2014 11:15 AM ]
Our mayor is doing something about chronic poverty and homelessness.
Regular safety inspections at WIPP went undone because the agency in charge of those sorts of issues didn’t know if it had the authority to inspect a Department of Energy site.
The local board of education wants to meet in closed session about superintendent Winston Brooks but they keep postponing the matter.
In the cruel hierarchy of college football, UNM walk-on and Roswell native David Anaya gets a break.
In the southeast part of town, a "smiling man" was accused of automobile theft.
Starting today, scientists will begin drilling “sentinel" wells in the Trumbull Village neighborhood near Kirtland Air Force Base.
Here’s a new LA Times article about the autopsy of some teevee show called "Breaking Bad."
Warning fellow Scots about the dangers of police militarization using Albuquerque as an example, a resident of Dundee writes, “Get the guns back in the boot of the armed response team cars where they belong.”
A 26-inch catfish was caught at Tingley Beach using shrimp as bait.
V.23 No.18 | 5/1/2014
Short on Story
Review by Mike Smith
Education in Albuquerque
Education in Albuquerque casts light on a neglected corner of city history—but does it make the grade?
V.23 No.14 | 4/3/2014
photos by Cameron Crow
Sustainable architecture can be learned in a few weekends
By Lisa Barrow
Building the New World is a workshop series that puts low-cost, earth-friendly building techniques in your hands.
V.22 No.49 | 12/5/2013
An Education Without Borders
Winning photograph speaks volumes
By Genevieve Mueller [ Tue Dec 3 2013 4:37 PM ]
Winner of the 1st Annual International Education Week photo contest encompasses history and place.
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