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Don’t forget the Church From the editors... Welcome home! Whether it’s your first or your last year here at Carroll, we hope that this issue finds you happy, healthy and not too stressed or overwhelmed (yet). We’ve seen lots of changes on campus over the summer. There are many new faces, both students and professors, on campus. We finally have a snack and coffee bar in the library. We now have to pay for laundry and have a whole new parking system. Our football, volleyball and soccer teams have put up great numbers in their first few games, and our basketball teams are gearing up for their sea sons. So far, the attendance at all events has been up from years past. Let’s keep on taking part in all the wonderful events that Carroll has to offer. It’s going to be a great year! Laurel Cifala and Ann Goldes Co-editors 1 ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------- --------------- : Letters to the editor are always welcome Send letters to: prospector@carroll.edu T h e P r o s p e c t o r A student publication of Carroll College E d itors in C h ief Photographer/P h o to E d itor Laurel Cifala Tim Bow m an A n n G o ldes * Staff W r iters A d v e rtising Director Scout M u rphy . Bobby Lewis C a itlin M c E lhinny ’ ' „ J l - • ‘ B rent Koning Faculty A d v iser Public R e la tions Prof. B rent N o rthup M a rti Pearce Intern W r iters ' C h e lsea Fischer Ben Fugle-vand B o b b y Lewis L insey Lindgren Chris M a ttix M o lly Priddy M ike Stratm a n AH students o f all m a jors and years can jo in the Prospector Staff. If interested in jo ining our staff, contact Editors Laurel C ifala or A n n G o ldes at prospector@ c a rroll.edu. The P rospector w elcom e s expressions o f the view s o f its readers. Letters m u st be signed and m u st include the address a n d telephone num b e r o f the writer. Letters are subject to editing for brevity. HOW TO CO N T A C T US: M ail your letters to C a rroll Prospector; Saints Central #251018; 1601 N o rth B e n ton Avenue; H elena, M T 59625 or e-m a il us at: prospector@ c a r roll.edu THURSDAY, SEPTEMBER 22, 2005 by George Mulcaire-Jones, M.D. Guest Writer I applaud Professor Ferst and Carroll College for organizing this symposium on “Science at the Edges of Humanity.” The kind of dialogue and exchange engen dered by such a forum is founda tional for Carroll College stu dents. As emerging citizens and leaders, it is imperative they be grounded in an authentic under standing of what it means to be a human person. Only in this way can they become compassionate, just and ethical stewards of a world here the very meaning and identity of humanity is being challenged by scientific, medical and technological developments. As we search for answers to the complex and vexing questions of what it means to be a human per son in this age of unprecedented scientific and medical advances, the first place we should look is in our own back pocket—to the faith tradition of the Catholic Church which gave rise to this college. Unless we search and understand that tradition I am convinced we will be lost and when we emerge from our “lost ness” we will find ourselves less human instead of more human. One of my intellectual heroes is the Brazilian educator Paulo Friere. Friere worked with illiterate peasants in Northwest Brazil as a leader in a national literacy program. Through literacy-through words and symbols which access the deeper dimensions of reality— Friere believed the poor could be “conscientized,” empowered to shape and control their destiny and to challenge the systems keeping them at the edge of humanity. Like the Brazilian peasants, we who are immersed in the scientif ic age need to become literate in order to preserve our humanity. For each scientific word that aris es and threatens to dehumanize us, we need a moral and ethical word to elevate and humanize us. Without this language, our humanity will be oppressed by science, rationality and utilitarian ethics, and we as human persons will be reduced to the sum of our biological parts. We don’t have to look far to discover this language. In the Jewish Talmud, we read, “He who saves one of the House of Israel is as he has saved the whole nation.” And in the Gospels we hear Jesus say, “Whatsoever you do to the least of mine, that you do unto me.” In this dialogue we see the emergence of John Paul II who more Church on page 16 The world of the Bantungs by Dr. Barry Ferst Guest Writer Just north of where the Grand Moolah River sweeps into the Plains of the Righteous, lies the village of Bantung. The amazing thing about Bantung is that though its inhabitants are rich in material wealth, and so live amidst the most splendid array of 21st centu ry conveniences, the people think as their ancestor’s thought in the 12th century. They are not to be faulted—it is something in the water. The Bantungs have twelve speed bicycles with titanium frames. They have cross-trainers and the latest styles in running shoes. They have microwave ovens in which to heat frozen low carb dinners. They have refrigera tors; they have dishwashers, and they have garbage disposals in their sinks. It is hot in Bantung so each house has central air. They have incandescent and halogen lights for their homes, and the shopping mall is lit by hundreds of neon tubes. (Astronauts have noted that as they pass over the continent at night, Bantung stands out like a brilliant star.) But more than just conveniences to make life easier, they have the means to bring even the weakest to prolong those lives for eighty, ninety, or even a hundred years. They have tubes that put food and water into the weakest of the Bantungs. They have medicines to fight disease in the sickliest. Here were wonderful life-affirming tools, and these wonders had been freely presented as gifts by the men and women in green and white smocks who had followed in the footsteps of the merchants in plaid who had traded their wares for bottles of the magical Bantung water. The greeting of Bantungs as they pass on village streets is a low bow and the salutation, “Every life is sacred.” To many this phrase is deeply meaningful, automatic and absent-mindedly voiced by some, and to others a warning that if they do not believe it they will be killed. So for many Bantungs the gifts presented to the village by the men and women in green and white smocks were truly gifts. Unfortunately, every Bantung also believes that Nature’s way is the best way, and so death and dis ease at any age should not be interfered with for intervention would be unnatural. Conflicted as the Bantungs are, they consult with their black robed scholars, lives into the world and more Bantung on page 16 ________ VOLUME 89, NO.l
