B.S.? P.U.!

[Intrapersonal Communication, Monologues and Narration]

Scanning the brown photo copy of the “Green” itinerary resting on my khaki cargo pant leg, I found an hour presentation to attend. Passing up the brochure confetti splayed upon the shammied wooden portable pic-nic table, I walked into the Hatch Ballroom with an opened mind wider than the mouth of a Remora. I skipped the small talk and flattery and took a seat where I began to pen my thoughts that went something like this: “Ten points extra credit for Communication and a requirement for University 101. I find the ability to multi-tasking college responsibilities is directly proportional to one’s proficiency designing a class schedule. Choosing classes that compliment each other or that you can tie into one another is crucial to a divine design and enables completeness to satisfying general courses. On the professional aspect, I perceive this presentation to be exemplary of what a business proposal might contain while being presented. The pertinence of my khaki cargos is reflection of my fashion motif, “tan-man”. Clad in a brown undershirt and over shirt I send out messages of what could be color-coded to mean; depth of thought, the trunk of a tree, mineral rich soil or perhaps the lack of appealing fashion sense, a future bar stool or dirt.”

[Proxemics, Paralanguage and Physical Appearance]

The room was barely humming with the introductory conversations of suits and sweaters. Nine white linen topped dining tables were positioned in front of the stage with seating for 8-10 people. A waitress (or server) with a traditional hematoma uniform (navy and black) approaches the diners round the mandalas of mandalas and coffee urns to present salad aperitifs and water. A stripe of red coloring flares from her ponytail like a song bird of South America and a diner chinks his fork against his platter reaching a scoffing cloth to cover his mustachioed mouth.

Among the suits and sweaters of “organic” conversers are the typical cat-eyes, long hairs, green-sleeves and tweeds. All of them in their pasty pale anemic-like bleached anti-carcinogenic UV sun ray whiteness, staring at the equally blank prompter screen waiting for the next wave in radioactive technology to stimulate their rods and cones.

[Mass Media Linear Model]

Bob’s business symposium begins on the mic. I hear words and jot notes, they are abbreviated and rough for it has been awhile since I have taken any as such. I hear words and phrases like “Portland” and “Global Warming”, “Climate change with help from campus” and “Bob’s radio show”? The first of the speakers on the related topic, Paul Schalander speaks.

Paul is a fellow Ohioan who has spent the past 20 years in Idaho because he got the hooks with frequent flyer miles which bought him the ride of his life and a wife. His spirit is of the entrepreneurial approach at BSU and his peak interest was money. The theme and mantra was “Climate Change”. “Entrepreneurial” is a fancy word I remember from a group back East who called themselves “Y.E.S.”, it means he is spirited in organizing and managing an enterprise. The phrase “climate change” is more like a happenstance of the Western U.S. philosophy of “is” regarding the ever changing weather. In this case though it seemed this brave man at the head of the room was proposing to raise money by heightening the awareness of students for the funding of a business that would generate energy. He explained the process would include a Willy Loman approach to gain permits which would somehow break down the barriers of Wall Street, develop transmissions and find investors for funding new energy researches. What are these new researches? Figuratively and literally a bunch of bull shit. That’s right folks by the year 2025 it is projected that 25% of our energy will be from renewable resources and Idaho is ranking fourth for the official producer of this by-product. Bull shit, or to be more P.C. because bulls do not produce socially edible milk; “dairy waste”. We feed cows, cows feed us. The problem feeding a cow or in this case many cow is, beside landmines of psilocybin fungi is, well… the landmines. Dairy waste produces methane which a company called Intrepid has proposed to Bill Glenn of Intermountain Gas a way to pipe the gas as a renewable resource. So from the Heart of America to the bowels Paul comes to us today as an opener for Phil Berry who continues with a slide show offering schematics and graphics, details and statistics to further our B.S. academia brains into giving a crap about the environment and producing a natural change.

(The information contained in this article was gathered from Boise State’s, “Business Symposium” during the “Focus the Nation” festival on January 30^th, 2008.)

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