Nobody Asked Us, But.

Money Pit

For those of you that were waiting with breathless anticipation for the unavailing of our glorious new courtyard this November, it's best you get comfortable and think about other things. That gaping eyesore in front to the EMU is nowhere near its promised completion. The courtyard project is way over budget (hey, it's only student money-it's not like anyone bothered to ask them if they wanted to spend it in the first place, why would they care if it's going to cost more?) and, last we checked, between contractors, resulting in very little work has been done the last few weeks. Coke recently kicked in the healthy sum of $50,000 (in exchange for a hefty university-wide marketing deal) to help alleviate the project's financial woes, but supposedly the courtyard won't be finished until spring-provided nothing else goes wrong. With the ASUO and Dusty Miller at the helm you might as well count on thatIt's not like students could use a food court or student store anyway.

Rhymes With Nixon

Apparently now that good ol' Bill Miner has been elected and taken office as ASUO President he no longer feels the need to pretend to be the approachable guy he was during the campaign. Now that he is officially reigning lord high master of the ASUO, he has claimed the title of "William D. Miner III" (in case you were wondering the "D" stands for "Dixon") and is using it to sign all official ASUO documents. What the hell is this all about, Bill? For someone who calls himself a socialist, "William D. Miner III" sounds strangely like a title traditionally taken by an old school conservative of the most contemptible ilk, even if it really is your name. We thought you were a man of the people, not one concerned about distinguishing his pedigree.

Free Mumia, Er, Kron!

The Commentator finally has a political prisoner they can call their own. Michael Kron, veteran Commentator columnist was arrested last weekend for his role in the now infamous 17th street riot. And while the Commentator staff prides itself on drunken belligerence, believe it or not this time its not his fault. Kron was not in attendance at the party, but does happen to live just down the street. When police used tear gas to break up the party, it began wafting down the street in to his own place of residence forcing him and his roommates to lay down on the floor to keep from clawing their eyeballs out. Kron then walked out of his duplex over to the nearest police officer and asked for the name of the officer in charge so he could file a complaint later. He was then immediately handcuffed for the egregious crime of requesting public information. He is currently out on $570 bail after a night in jail. Contribution to the Michael Kron Legal Defense Fund can be sent to 631 E. 17th Eugene, OR, 87401. Stick it to the man, Mikey!