Saturday, July 30, 2011

Crows vs. Squirrels - Forrest Taylor

Instructor Jake McNinch is a man of many stories, but since the first day’s introductions and  Satorities, he has been teasing a story about squirrels and crows. The Satori Harold sat down with McNinch to get the inside scoop behind this story.

In 2002, McNinch was a Freshman at the University of Washington. During the fall semester, he took daily early morning runs. Coming back from one of these runs, he passed a domed trash can. Suddenly, a squirrel jumped out of the hatch of the can, only to land in the direct path of Jake’s foot. “It happened too fast for me to stop it,” he said, “so I kicked it about six feet. Of course, I apologized, tried to ask if it was okay, but it just gave me the squirrel eye. Do you know what that is?” He stops the story to turn his head, twitch his nose in the air, and fix me with a piercing glare. He wiggled his eyebrows fearsomely. “And then he charged. I ran as fast as I could the other way, and circled back to my dorm room the long way. I’m pretty sure I only got away because of, you know, longer legs.”

It was at this point in his story that McNinch took a large swig of his coffee. “It was about a week later,” he said, “when I was walking along this small shortcut through the university’s garden area. I was hurrying because I was a little late for class, when out of the bushes popped the same squirrel. But this time? He was wielding a knife.” I asked him to clarify. “Well, he had this little broken-off piece of a Pepsi can, which he was using as a knife. And, you know, I have no doubt he could mess me up. I turned around and tried to escape, but two of his buddies had snuck up behind me, like clever raptor-evolved squirrels from Jurassic Park. I was trapped, fearing for my life, when I heard a loud ‘CAW!’ And out of the sky this huge, black crow soars down and goes after the knife squirrel. And that’s when I turned and ran as I have never run before.”

Matt Buchholtz, a counselor who was sitting nearby, added, “I’ve had that sort of thing happen to me as well. I was painting in the Quad, and this sneaky-looking squirrel started shaking needles at me from the tree above. I was just about to have to pack up and move, when a crow knocked it right out of the tree and on to the ground.”

“Exactly,” said McNinch. “This sort of thing is what has convinced me that there are two groups of warring animals at the University of Washington - the crows and the squirrels. And as you can see,” he said as he turned his laptop around to show an enormous wallpaper of a crow’s face, “I’m always crankin’ up my crow cred.”

A Glimpse into the Editing Room - By Spencer Dascenzo

While there are many different classes, from Karate to 123 Blast Off, Dance and Acting,I personally believe Satori Harold is one of the best classes satori has to offer. When first entering class, most people’s first impression is that this is just a class newspaper, but it is so more than that. The Satori Harold is a record of sorts, of memories collected throughout the week here at Satori. The Seen and Heard is especially popular for that exact reason because it chronicles the weird experiences of some of the campers throughout the week. Its also fun to read the odd little articles that Harold writers come up with, and with almost no restrictions (outside of vulgarity), the possibilities of an article’s content is endless. The writing process isn’t the only cool part of the Satori Harold experience. It’s awesome to hang out with other writers in a newspaper-like atmosphere. There is just this kind of mood of relaxed work, with everyone helping everyone else, people bouncing ideas of other people, and just a hint of friendly competition to write the best/funniest/coolest article that you can. So I definitely suggest trying out the Satori Harold class if your going to be a returning camper, because it really isn’t an experience you want to miss.

Insects of Eastern Washington University - By Anthony Booth

Hello, fellow Satorites.  Some of you may live close by, but many of you don’t.  From what I’ve heard, there are people here from as far away as Florida. Wow! Thus, the local fauna here (most of which are insects) will be different from what you’re used to. Or maybe you just don’t care enough to pay attention to such things. If either of those describes you, then read on for a complete novice’s guide to the local anthropods.

Order Odonata

Dragonflies
Look up. Dragonflies zoom around above our heads, just out of reach. They are masters of the air, able to dart about with unsurpassed agility, accelerate almost instantly, and pluck their prey (like mosquitoes) out of the air using their legs like a net. They’re such effective hunters that they have been around since before the dinosaurs...or any other reptile for that matter. Back then, there was a greater percentage of oxygen in the air, permitting the terrestrial anthropods of the time (like scorpions, stoneflies and cockroaches) to grow much larger. Think dragonflies the size of eagles. Nowadays, none of those things get so huge, but modern dragonflies are still hard to miss.

Order Hemiptera

Water Boatmen
Most people will slap the term “bug” on anything with an exoskeleton. This is incorrect. A bug is an insect that goes through incomplete metamorphosis (so the young are miniature versions of the adults but wingless) and bears piercing and sucking (rather than biting and chewing) mouthparts. That includes stinkbugs, water striders, assassin bugs, leaf-hoppers, aphids, and cicadas. Got that?
Water boatmen are another example of of a true bug. They’re sort of like tiny whales, in that they live in water, despite breathing air, and filter-feed. Their exaggerated hind legs stick out to either side, and serve as oars. The front legs are shorter, and are used to sift through the muck for food. If the pond it lives in were to dry up, the have wings to find a new one. Good luck finding one around here; though I did see one in that pool near Tawanka...

Order Lepidoptera

Miscellaneous Butterflies
If you don’t know what these are, you are beyond my help.
Also, this is the first example of complete metamorphosis. This is where the larval form is wildly different from the adult (grub, maggot, caterpillar, etc.), and transition takes place as an immobile pupa (sometimes referred to as a chrysalis or cocoon).

Miscellaneous Moths
Moths are in the same order as butterflies. They’re generally drab and boring visually, and most are nocturnal. However, many moths are diurnal (active during the day) and brightly coloured. The only way to tell for sure is to look closely at their antennae: butterflies have small clubs on the ends of theirs, while moths’ are either straight or feather-like. Finally, many moths don’t eat once they become adults. For such moths, fluttering around a light is extremely dangerous. And why do they do that? Moths navigate using the moon, and they locate the moon by zeroing in on the brightest light source.


Part 2

By: A.B.

Welcome back.  This is part 2 of my crash-course in entomology.  You see, this article is so massive, that publishing it all at once would take up half of the Harold.  We’ll resume at my special favorite insect order...

Order Coleoptera

Rove Beetles
Most animal species are anthropods, most anthropod species are insects, and most insect species are beetles.  Heavily armoured and versatile, beetles exist in a mind-boggling array of shapes, occupying every possible niche, and on every continent, bar Antarctica.  And with that out of my system, we can begin.
Rove beetles do not look like other beetles. Whereas most other beetles are at least somewhat compact, rove beetles are long and slender. But they nonetheless possess that one trait that makes a beetle a beetle: elytra. These hardened front wings (Fact: all insects possess either 4 wings, or zero) are kept on top of the abdomen as armor, protecting it as well as the hind wings, which are folded so they fit (or shrivelled beyond use.  It varies between beetle families.) In rove beetles, the elytra are so short that they don’t even cover half of the abdomen. In North America, they rarely exceed 1 centimeter, which is even less spectacular when you realize that these are long and slender insects.

Lady-beetles
Most of you probably call these things ”ladybugs.” For those who do, refer to my definition of “bug” from yesterday. Also, you cannot determine their age by counting the spots.  Once they become adults, the spots remain fixed. In fact, spot number usually doesn’t indicate much of anything, because spot patterns can vary widely even within a single species.
Now that we’ve cleared that nonsense up, we can discuss the facts. It’s true that lady-beetles are “friends of the gardener,” as they eat aphids, which are serious pests of flower gardens and large orchards alike. Lady-beetles may be small, but aphids are even smaller: bite size for a lady-beetle  And when you’re aphid-sized, a lady-beetle is like a Siberian tiger, great white shark, Tyrannosaurus rex, grizzly bear, giant squid, and Velociraptor- all in one!

Order Hymenoptera

Social Wasps
Many people hear the word “wasp” and think of bright yellow insects that live in huge colonies like honeybees. News flash: nearly all wasp species are solitary.  Also, 99% of wasps aren’t yellow. As you probably know, social wasps not only exist, but are quite common where they do.
Social wasps are master architects. They chew up wood, regurgitate it at the nest site, then shape it into the desired shape with their mandibles. In short, they construct their nests from paper, which they make themselves- all on instinct.  And they’ve been doing that since well before we existed. And that’s not the only reason to respect them, they also sting. Unlike honeybees, wasps aren’t mortally wounded whenever they sting, so they can sting and sting and sting again. (Bright coloration warns predators of this.) Because wasps are predators,  they use their stingers for killing prey as well as self-defence.

Social Bees
The first thing that comes to mind at the word “bee” is the honeybee: an yellow-orange and black social insect, domesticated by humans to produce honey. However, most bees are solitary. Even fewer have that familiar yellow-and-black colour pattern, But to the best of my knowledge, social bees are more common globally than social wasps.
The honeybees we all know originate in Europe,  But you may also have heard of killer bees, properly known as Africanized bees. Their venom is no more potent than European honeybees, but the sheer amount of venom delivered by hundreds of homicidal bees is going to kill you, allergies or no. They originated in Brazil, where an enterprising beekeeper was trying to breed European honeybees with their African relatives.  Why?  African honeybees are better at making honey (since there are fewer flowers in Africa), but are much more aggressive (for the same reason).  His plan was to produce a strain of bee that produced more honey, yet were docile.  He got the opposite, and the failed experiments escaped, moving as far north as their tropical metabolisms would allow.
Finally, there are bumblebees. These are big, fat, hairy creatures that fly with furious wing-beats. That hair serves as insulation, guarding the bee from the cold,  allowing bumblebees to remain active later into the year than other bees.

Ants
Unlike wasps and bees, the majority of ants are social creatures.  In fact, I can’t name a single species of ant that leads a solitary life. Ants around here are somewhat common: tiny black insects that make their nests in between the bricks in the paths. These nests are marked by the hordes of ants crawling in and out. Below what we can see is a maze of tunnels filled with more ants, and chambers here and there. Most are nurseries, where the helpless larvae are raised.  But one chamber houses the queen: the mother of all the other ants in the colony and the only one that can lay eggs.

And with that, I do believe I’ve covered every kind of insect I’ve seen here at Satori.  Of course, this is far from a complete guide. (Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise.) There are probably hundreds, if not thousands of insect species on the EWU campus alone.If anyone has any other questions, feel free to ask.  I just might publish them here in the Satori Harold.

Odonata: tooth.
Hemiptera: half wing.
Lepidoptera: scale wing.
Coleoptera: sheath wing.
Hymenoptera: membrane wing.


Hello again, Satori.  I’ve received numerous compliments on the various articles I’ve written this week, the insect articles in particular. Ever since people first got their hands on Tuesday’s Harold, I’ve been simply bombarded with praise for my articles. (And to think that at the beginning of  the week I was nervous about screwing up!) It for this reason that I will now write an encore.  That, and I have no other subject material.  Enjoy!

Order Odonata

Damselflies

Damselflies are very similar to dragonflies, and many people don’t know the difference.  One way to tell is by looking at their wings: damselflies generally keep their wings folded over their backs when at rest, while dragonflies keep them spread out.  But this system is unreliable: It doesn’t work while the insect is flying, and there is a group of damselflies called “spreadwings” which keep their wings spread at all times.  The only way to tell for sure is to remember that damselflies are slimmer than dragonflies relative to length.

Odonata undergoes incomplete metamorphosis, but the nymphs live in and breath water.

Order Dermaptera

Earwigs

The name “earwig” refers to the belief that these insects will crawl into people’s ears, burrow into their brains, and lay eggs.  This is utter nonsense.  Earwigs do prefer warm, humid crevices, and the human ear canal is a warm, humid crevice, but it’s also part of an organism several thousand times larger than an earwig.  Wouldn’t you do every thing in your power to avoid something that much bigger than you?  If you fall asleep on the ground, an earwig may crawl into your ear, but so could anything else small enough.
Alright, fact time.  Earwigs do not lay eggs in people’s brains, but in soil or leaf litter.  In fact, the female tends to her eggs with maternal care; a rarity amongst anything without a backbone.  Even after the eggs hatch, they are still cared for by their mother; an even rarer behavior.  The vast majority of earwig species are easily identified by the large pincers on the ends of their abdomens.  In males these pincers are curved, while females have straight and narrow.  Apparently, they can indeed pinch with them, but I’ve never seen them do that.  Earwigs around here are brown.

Dermaptera undergoes incomplete metamorphosis.

Order Diptera

Hoverflies

I vaguely remember hearing about a story where a swarm of bees flew out of the carcass of a lion.  Can you say “mistaken identity?”  Those were most likely hoverflies, which lay their eggs in rotting flesh and boast a colouration that mimics that of bees.  The reason is simple for the latter is simple: bees sting, predators avoid them, and most predators can’t call the hoverfly’s bluff.  But these harmless mimics do pollennate flowers, and are easily told apart from the real deal if you know what to look for.  Flight pattern is the most reliable tell for me.

On Wednesday, I said that all insects have either four wings or zero wings.  So it may cause confusion when i say that “Diptera” translates to “two wing.”  the reason for this etymology is that in the so-called two winged flies, the hind wings have evolved into tiny club-like organs called “halteres,” and are used for steering rather than propulsion.

Diptera undergoes complete metamorphosis (maggots).

Photo Scavenger Hunt A Success - By Kentaro Sato

Satori: Kentaro Sato
Photo Scav.

Thursday night the first Satori Photo-Scavenger Hunt was held. The event was designed by counselor and instructor, Sam Thompson. This was a new event for all campers, and was greatly anticipated. I’m glad to say that it exceeded all expectations. In the one hour available to take a crack at completing 28 photo tasks, all tasks were met with the creativity I have come to expect from Satori campers.

The tasks ranged from self explanatory ones such as “Where’s Waldo” to less obvious ones such as “Before You Were Born”. The photo task of “Touch Noses With (A) Stranger” was one of the more difficult tasks to do, though not from a lack of enthusiasm from any camper. The photo task “Angstrom” was based off the word for a very small measurement, 1.0 × 10^-10 meters to be exact, for those who didn’t know what it was.

As usual, some campers went beyond the ordinary and came up with unique ideas. Keaton Tremble gets credit for jumping into the pond for “Subterranean Adventure”. Chase Lake became the first alien to be kidnapped for “Alien Abduction”. “Zombie Apocalypse” would feature many scenes of a few surviving campers fleeing from masses of undead. One photo in “Touchdown Dance” featured cheerleaders discovered somewhere on campus. Photos in “1993” had some of the oldest (no offense) campers showing off ID cards, though I hear the winner was something entirely different. Overall there were many great photos, as well as stories created from this event. I, along with my fellow cohorts, can’t wait to see what they all look like. The winning photos are included in this issue of The Harold.

The Satori Dance: A Preview - By: Brittany Mendoza-Pena and Emma Krause

The Friday Night Dance is the most anticipated event of the year. Whether its moshing, actual dancing or even getting first years to dance, overall everyone has said they had so much fun every year.

   We talked to Connor Shirley, here for his seventh and final year, and Brooke Martin, a first year, on their thoughts for the dance.

Connor said, “Ummm...I mean talking to [first year campers] makes things more awkward than actually dancing, which compels them to dance. Eventually.” Connor is apparently known for getting many of the first year’s to dance, and if they are resistant, telling them stories to encourage them to dance.

Brooke said, “ I’m sorta excited for the dance...don’t really know what’s going to happen, but I’m excited?” Then she giggled her Brooke Martin giggle. As a first year, some may get nervous, but fear not! Fun will be had. But be warned,  if enough people aren’t dancing, the Dance will get cut-off. We have, however, heard rumors that if everyone has a blast and dances for a long time, the dance may be extended.
      The Satori Dance is a place where everyone can dance because there’s no judgement and everyone is just having fun. People at Satori are family. There’s no doubt. Even if its for a week and you don’t know every single person, just know you have a group where you can dance, laugh, talk, cry, shout and be crazy, because Satori can be a part of your support system forever.  

      As an extra bonus, the DJ is amazing! Greg McGuire has been Satori’s DJ since way back when. Greg takes song requests, and plays them if he has them,  but there always some classics that are played every year, including Summer Lovin from Grease, Bohemian Rhapsody by Queen, Time Warp from Rocky Horror Picture Show, 500 Miles by The Proclaimers and Purple Haze by Prince. So expect to dance to those songs, or you might regret it.
         
        Satori comes to an end and everyone is sad its over,but the memories made will last throughout the year.The bonds, people, campus and classes will stay with you forever. And if you come back year after year, you might see how important Satori will become to you. It has become home. We’re your family (brothers and sisters). Don’t forget it and have fun at the dance!

Seen and Heard: Friday - By Sage Miner

Seen: Ramona Utter standing at the edge of the low dive with a terrified look on her face.

Heard: Lots of rick rolling.

Seen: Sid Samberg having “like thirty heart attacks” due to belief of kids with alcohol.

Not seen: Monica Jensen’s phone. Keep looking for the iphone... not to mention the apocalypse.

Heard: Impromptu music jam with three guitars and at least eight singers on the fifth floor.

Seen: Will Petro with make up and heels on.

Heard: Bryan Santiago-Benitez killed his twin brother in child birth... with his umbilical cord.

Seen: Several hundred EWU freshmen for orientation.

Seen: Pubert making the elevator get stuck on second floor, then when Dia Roth stepped in the elevator the doors started opening and closing numerous times.

Heard: Rumor that Mike Cantlon is going to dance to Jimi Hendrix.

Heard: Jeff Kent told the impatient photography students “Someday your prints will come.”

Felt: Broken thermostat in Art As A Door to Understanding Reality. Coldness.

Seen: Satori staff playing water basketball.

Seen: Emily Martin carrying a very soft, very orange Wheedle.

Top Ten Things That Will Be Missed After Leaving Satori - By Bryan Santiago-Benitez


By: Bryan Santiago-Benitez

Hello Harold readers! Its the last day of camp and you find yourself, packing up a bit, gathering a list if contacts, and bracing yourself for the end of camp. Let us remember the best things that Satori had to offer. Here is a list of some memories you might take with you:

#10. The roommates. Whether you’ve known them for a long time or just met them this week, you all know you had great moments with your roommate that you will remember for the rest of the year and beyond.

#9. The classes. Yes, learning in the summer is what we do. Unlike classroom learning, Satori learning is more about expanding your current knowledge in a way other classes can’t. The teachers, classmates, and yes, even the freezing rooms will be great memories to keep after this week.

#8. The drinks. Coffee and smoothies. What else can be said? Sure, there is always a Starbucks or smoothie shop around, but it is nothing much compared to Freshens and Thomas Hammer, where you and your Satori mates just chilled before classes, and took things slowly to start your day with an EWU boost.

#7. The CITs, Counselors, teachers, cooks, and Mike. (Basically those who are large and in charge here at camp) The people who make Satori possible. These people taking their summer vacations to spend time with you. But who can blame them? We all want to be here. Be sure to thank them as you leave.

#6. The dorms, lobby, elevators, and Pubert. The place you called home for the week. Whenever you had to go to sleep or find a space of your own, you would say, “I’m going to MY room.” The fun elevator is the very natural habitat of Pubert the Elevator poltergeist. And the spacious cozy atmosphere of the lobby is where the piano sing-alongs and dub-step dance parties were held. Yes, the cylindrical building that 152 of us called our home for the week will be remembered forever.

#5. The Time Traveler’s Ball. Formerly known as the Medieval Feast, this event with a very successful name change expanded the variety of usable costumes such as cavemen, hippies, cars, kings, and of course, time travelers. With the best dinner being served and seeing the true authority of King Cantlon, the very first Satori Time Traveler’s Ball has been a success.

#4. The PUB. Where all of the evening meetings were held, and where some of the fun evening activities started. We will miss clapping for those who received their lost items and mail, and sitting down to watch the amazing skits on skit night. This is where all of the campers were truly together in one building on one floor. This building has held many memories for all of us campers.

#3. Recreation and friends. After a long day of increasing your knowledge, you made plans to go swimming, ice skating, or just hanging out and talking at the PHASE, all cool locations with great people. (Many of whom you will not see for a very long time.) Naturally, this will be missed.

#2. This piece of paper that your holding. THE SATORI HAROLD. An update of the day, a collection of fun, informative articles, and puzzles. No more Harold's waiting for you at your room. This will be missed. Look on Facebook to get a dose of The Harold during the year.

#1. EVERYTHING!!! No need for explanation. You know you want camp to last longer. Being permanently etched into your memories, Satori is what will be missed the most.

What makes a Satori Camper? By Caya Berndt.

A 15-year old musical prodigy. A bobbed pixie of a girl with a penchant for neuroscience. A boy who can pull poems out of thin air. A dancer. A voracious reader and an abstract artist.
This is but a sampling of the variety of students that run, shuffle and prance through Satori's halls, and already it scales a mountainside of interests and backgrounds. Yet even so, it's only a small blip on the map of the individual who attends this camp. Some are lonely, seeking companionship from the like-minded. Others still revel in the ravenous intellectuality that others fret over. Satori provides an environment that is, quite frankly, not your average public school--exactly why you'll see no cookie cutters here.

So what's the story behind Satori? What does it mean to be a Satoriite? What is it that unites us all?

One turns to the very subtitle: "Satori Camp: for Gifted and Talented Junior and Senior High Schoolers." Loaded terms, but they beg the question: what does it mean to be "gifted," and what does it have to do with Satoriites?

While the term "gifted" often conjures images of mini-Mozarts pounding out symphonies and prepubescent Jeopardy finalists, for many of the campers, being gifted means nothing more than the ability to see things differently.

Ryan Edie described it as "looking at a tree and thinking both 'tree' and 'complex carbon organism.'"

"I think everybody is a genius," said Lisa Miller, a fourth-year camper at Satori. 

"If you judge a fish by it's ability to climb a tree, it's gonna [sic] live its whole life thinking it's stupid. I guess we just got lucky," Miller said.

But it isn't just being "gifted" that unites the students of Satori. Some, such as first year camper, Jacob Towne, feel that only "others think I am [gifted.]" Some do admit to being "gifted," but it's with a shrug of the shoulders, as if it was an everyday thing. It would seem that though the camp describes itself as a haven for the gifted, being recognized as such isn't what the students are all about.

What unites Satori? Even among the students the answer is unclear. Many think the "camaraderie" is what attracts potential students, while others believe the very rhyme-less and reasonless nature of the student body is all the unity the camp needs. After all, who else would want to spend their summer, the escape from school, at a college campus studying neuroscience and ethics for two hours, three times a day? What unites Satori?

Examining the student body calls to mind the necessity of a gifted label. In a typical high school environment, and even in the outside world, the ability to see things differently can lead to a person being ostracized, or even painfully rejected in the community. More than one camper has surely felt the pain of falling grades when presenting a complex carbon organism to a teacher looking for a description of a tree. It's not that society hates those that are different--on the contrary, it's the very difference or "giftedness" among the public that enables society to evolve. That doesn't make it any easier for a teen who wants nothing more than somewhere to belong.

One need not be burdened beneath the label of "gifted" here--at Satori, to be gifted is to be normal.
Acceptance is exactly what Satori offers to its students. In the end, that's what anyone wants, whether they are gifted, or otherwise.

Maybe nothing unites us. Maybe the diversity is the purest expression of what it means to be united. Prodigy? Amateur musician? Lover of learning? Lover of people? As long as you have an open mind, welcome aboard.

Perhaps 2nd year Will Petro said it best: "I don't believe anything unites us all. I think we're just 
accepting of what's different."

An open mind is gift enough. If that is so, then united we stand.