Citadel English, Fine Arts, and Communications Department

Citadel English, Fine Arts, and Communications Department

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(from Summer's End, Copyright © 2016) When Cooper took charge for drill on that last day before the knobs arrived, he marched the cadre platoon far to the other end of the parade ground and took them around its edges. With computerized precision, the platoon pivoted right, wheeled left, marched to the rear and flanked each way under his command like a well-oiled machine. As they headed back Ronnie noticed Cooper laughing and talking to the guys and generally coming out of command character. When they were fifteen feet from the senior, Cooper yelled, "PLATOON ... HALT!" Then he goose-stepped up to Ronnie, came to a clicked heel stop, snapped a razor salute with a huge grin and announced, "India cadre is ready, sir." Ronnie returned Cooper’s salute without smiling. "Pretty sharp. What was that last thing you did?" "Oh just a little high-stepping," Cooper grinned. "We used to do it in JROTC at my high school." Ronnie nodded. "Uh-huh. That was sharp but don’t ever do it again if the Commandant is watching. In fact, stick to the FM 22-5 without adding anything ... no matter how sharp you think it is. Nazis do that crap. Soviets do it. But we never goose step. That’s for tin pot dictators who need to prove something that they’re not sure of themselves. If they were really that good they wouldn’t need to parade like idiots. Don’t ever let me see you do that again. You read me?" Cooper blushed deep red and stared down at the grass. "Yeah Ronnie. I’m sorry man." "Fall back in," Ronnie said as he shook his head and smiled at the cadet corporal. All was forgiven but the lesson wasn’t lost on the rest of us as Cooper double-timed to the back of the platoon and stood at attention. "Everybody fall out in the bleachers," Ronnie ordered. When we were all seated he crossed his arms and planted his feet like the Colossus of Rhodes. Looking into each of our faces he said, "What I’ve got to say doesn’t apply to last year’s cadre as much as it does to you sophomores. Guys, I know you’re excited to be back. I was excited to be on cadre when I was a sophomore. It’s only normal. But the one thing we don’t need is for all of the excitement to cloud our judgement. Do any of you sophomores remember anything unprofessional about cadre last year? Anybody?" No one moved a muscle. "That’s right. We didn’t screw around and you know it. And your class came out pretty well as a result. The fact that you were picked for cadre doesn’t mean that you’re any better than your non-cadre classmates. Everybody was pushed through the same meat grinder during knob year and any of them could have just as easily been here as you. But the fact is you’re here so it’s up to you to take charge tomorrow." Uncrossing his arms he hooked his thumbs behind his belt and relaxed some. "You guys are the spear tip of a tradition that began over a hundred years ago. It’s a tradition that’s been handed-down every year from class-to-class and you’ve got a mandate from all of the graduates who came before you to grab the baton and run with it just like they did. It’s your duty to the knobs, it’s your duty to the Corps and it’s your duty to yourselves. But you’ve also got a duty to somebody else. You owe a duty to the parents. They didn’t birth their kids, go to the trouble and heartache of raising them and then pay all of that money just to have you new cadre screw things up. Am I making myself clear?" We nodded. Relaxing his jaw, he pushed his cap backward a few inches and his voice took on a more amiable and an almost big brotherly quality. "Guys, you’re in the best physical and mental condition of your lives. You’re sharp and you know the ropes and you’re every bit as ready as any cadre that came before you. These new kids and their parents are depending on you to deliver the best plebe system that money can buy. When they start pouring through that front gate tomorrow morning I have no doubts that you’ll perform as well as all of the cadres that came before you. But remember this: whatever happens to the new knobs under your leadership will be branded in their memories forever. You never forget that first day, that first cadre corporal or that first cadre sergeant and you never forget all of the sweat and tears that you shed during the entire year." Then he pulled his cap brim back down over his eyes and firmed his chin like stone. "Give them their money’s worth guys. Give them the same system you got when you were knobs. Give them a system that’ll tear them down, forge them into men and create the bonds that’ll last a lifetime. Give them all of the experiences we shared so that many years from now when they are old and grey and stooped-over with age, they can laugh and raise their glasses together and drink to each other’s health as well as to the ones who have passed-on who live only in their memories. Give it everything you’ve got, guys. Make it last forever."
(from "Through Their Eyes: What Really Happened In The World's Toughest Plebe System.") The yelling, the insults, the curses and screamed corrections were just part of life. We learned to expect the sneak attacks, the ambushes on the galleries, the surprise visits to our rooms, the quick sweat parties for small uniform infractions and the extended sweat parties for more serious violations. It was all part of the game and we were getting the hang of it. But there was one event that we never got used to. From the beginning of cadre until Recognition, this encounter always struck fear into our hearts and it was articulated in four little words: "Drive by my room." The reasons for such an order were legion and they could have simply meant that a knob was needed to run messages around the battalion. On the other hand it could mean that he was in serious trouble. Either way, when a knob heard those words panic ruled because a visit to an upperclassman’s room usually meant one thing: PAIN, especially if it was a trip to the guidon corporal's room. The rank of guidon corporal was a high honor. The guidon corporal carried the pennant in front of the company during parades and PT runs along with doing the clerk paperwork for the company. The position was usually held for a semester by the sophomore with the highest academic average who also had the military thing all in one sock. Predictably, the guidon corporal often ended up commanding the company during his senior year or else holding another high office somewhere else in the Corps. He was also the meanest sophomore in the company and we were very much afraid of him. Whenever a knob reported there was a prescribed protocol that had to be followed to the letter. Stopping directly across from the door, the knob stepped across the gallery, grabbed the screen door's handle, banged it twice, and yelled, "Sir Mr. (whoever) sir, Cadet (whoever) reporting as ordered SIR!" The knob then backed up to his side of the gallery and waited for a response. If he wasn't loud enough, he was told to try it again. He screamed it even louder after which the upperclassman usually yelled, "GET IN HERE!" But sometimes the knob flubbed his report-to announcement so completely that the fireworks started before he even got inside the room. Such was the case with knob Sam Applewood who was reporting for the supreme offense of letting the guidon corporal's tea glass remain empty for more than thirty seconds. Sam was a Yankee. That was his first mistake. But he was also a New York Yankee. Strike two. On top of everything else he blurted his words and had that most un-Southern way of speaking in a way that even under normal conditions we had to ask him to repeat himself several times before we got the gist of what he was saying. But a visit to an upperclassman's room, particularly the guidon corporal's room, was sufficient enough to increase his speaking speed from the usual 78 rpm to an unintelligible fast forward that sounded like Minnie Mouse on three shots of caffeine. On this particular day the guidon corporal, who we affectionately called Pelican, was already stressed about a test and he was in no mood for a mush-mouthed knob who spoke without taking breaths or using the briefest of pauses between his words. After bamming the screen door twice, Sam yelled, "Sir Mr. Pelican sir! Cadet Applewood, S. reporting as ordered, sir." But it came out, "Sirmrpelicansircadetapplewoodsreportingasorderedsir," just like those long German words that go on forever. "Who?" "Sirmrpelicansircadetapplewoodsreportingasorderedsir!" "Louder and slow it down, stupid!" "SIRMRPELICANSIRCADETAPPLEWOODSREPORTINGASORDEREDSIR!" Pelican was livid. From our room next door, Ebb and I felt Pelican's chair go backward across the hardwood and it slammed into his roommate's full press. Taking several long strides to the door, the guidon corporal yanked it open, jumped across the gallery and shoved his nose up against the trembling knob's nose. "What in the &%$#[email protected] hell is wrong with you? Are you channeling an alien who can't speak English or are you just a retard?" "Sirnoexcusesir." "What?" "SIRNOEXCUSESIR!" "Well I'll tell you what, Mr. Surnicutestovercuter, or whatever the hell you're saying. Until further notice whenever you report to my door you will say one word at a time followed by the word sh-t, followed by the next word and then sh-t, until you're finished. And I'd better be able to understand each and every word you say! NOW TRY IT AGAIN!" he yelled as he stepped back inside his room and slammed the door. Sam thought a moment, and tried to put it all together. His mind wasn't wired to be creative on the spur of the moment and he stood there mouthing the words to himself, hoping to create a sentence that would get him through the door with a minimum of problems. Of course once he was inside, there was no telling what awaited him, but he could only tackle one thing at a time. "SAY IT!" Pelican yelled. "Sir--sh-t--Mr.--sh-t--Pelican--sir--I mean--sh-t--cadet--sh-t--Applewood--S--reporting--as--I mean--sh-t--ordered--sh-t--sir." "SAY IT AGAIN!" "Sir--sh-t--Mr.--sh-t--Pelican--sh-t--sir--sh-t--cadet--sh-t--Applewood--sh-t--S--sh-t--reporting--sh-t--as--sh-t--ordered--sh-t--sir." "GET IN HERE!"

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Citadel English, Fine Arts, and Communications Department

Check out some of the awesome upper-division COMM, ENGL, and ENGS (Strand) courses we're offering in Spring 2021!

Check out some of the awesome upper-division COMM, ENGL, and ENGS (Strand) courses we're offering in Spring 2021!

check out the awesome upper-division ENGL and ENGS (Strand) courses we're offering in Spring 2021

Following English alumnae Lisa Wu's and Angie Errera's return to campus on Monday, the department got a surprise visit from another member of the English major's long grey line, Beau Quarles! Beau now lives in Alabama, where he has a nice job in the field of Information Technology. Beau's proof positive that your English degree can take you into almost any career!
Here's Beau with English, Fine Arts, and Communications department head Col. Lucas.

The department welcomed back two of its favorite alumnae, Lisa Wu '02 and Angela (Gabella) Errara '03 yesterday. Lisa, Angie, and department head Scott Lucas made a walk through the classrooms in which they had their English classes, including the Achurch Room, reliving old memories before Capers Hall comes down for good in May 2021.

Clearly this budding entrepreneur never took our department's COMM 216: Communications in Business course!

Art at The Citadel

A dream 15 years in the making was realized today. An incredible interdisciplinary team from The Citadel combined art and technology to increase access to cultural heritage at the Gibbes Museum of Art.

Anyone who sees the Gibbes' iconic Veiled Lady sculpture wants to touch the intricate folds; when I ran educational programs at the Gibbes, I sure did! Fast forward to now, when James Bezjian introduced me to his phenomenal 3D scanner, Dan Hawkins shared 3D printers and one of my Fine Arts minors Ethan Warner and James'/Dan's student Ben Scott started Evolve3D, a 3D printer company.

Our creative friends at the Gibbes welcomed this idea and set the stage: Angela Mack, Sara Arnold, Zinnia Willits, Chris Pelletier, Becca Heister, Amanda Breen, and Greg Jenkins.

After much anticipation, all the pieces came together today as we presented the Gibbes with a 3D print of the Veiled Lady that was truly a collaborative effort of everyone above. Evolve3D also installed a 3D printer for the Gibbes to use to expand access to the arts through technology.

Sincere thanks to all of these colleagues -- looking forward to our upcoming 3D installations at the Gibbes and the @charlestoncvb! And we are just getting started . . .
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Check out this Citadel Today article by Cadet Merritt Reeves, a junior majoring in English with a Spanish minor and an intern in the Office of Communications & Marketing https://today.citadel.edu/business-as-usual-at-the-citadel/

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I wonder if our department's Medieval-warfare specialist Professor Mike Livingston ever had this problem...

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The Citadel’s academic calendar for the spring 20201 semester is now available online. There are numerous adjustments due to the ongoing pandemic, including the elimination of spring break and study abroad engagements. https://bit.ly/34SRM4i

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Get your #artfix along with a #pumpkinspice latte, then stay for Citadel Sessions Open Mic.

Come paint mini-pumpkins and hear about art internships and more at the Fine Arts Club meeting on Tuesday at 1700 in MCH Starbucks. All are welcome. Pumpkins and painting supplies provided.

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Art at The Citadel

Get your #artfix along with a #pumpkinspice latte, then stay for Citadel Sessions Open Mic.

Come paint mini-pumpkins and hear about art internships and more at the Fine Arts Club meeting on Tuesday at 1700 in MCH Starbucks. All are welcome. Pumpkins and painting supplies provided.

#pumpkinpainting #october #happyhalloween #artclub #stressrelief #thecitadel #openmic #music #art #painting #starbucks #internships

Citadel School of Humanities and Social Sciences

Coming soon! Applications will soon be available for the 2021 Lowcountry Writing Project Invitational Summer Institute, held at The Citadel from June 21 – July 2. The LWP Invitational Summer Institute is an energizing, professionalizing, and community-building experience held at The Citadel in the summer. Up to 15 outstanding teachers from across the Lowcountry are selected to participate. Teachers who successfully complete the Institute receive credit for two graduate courses at The Citadel: ENGL 550, and EDUC 589.

For questions and information, please contact, Lauren Rule Maxwell at [email protected], Deborah Bobo at [email protected], or Britnie Kane at [email protected] .

Link to Flyer:https://www.citadel.edu/root/images/shss/website/2021_lwp_invitational_summer_institute_memo_9-21-20.pdf

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Students: don't miss out on the experience! Sign up for our full range of Fine Arts classes for Spring 2021.

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Please join us in welcoming the Unorganized Militia of South Carolina’s two newest Majors, MAJ Jenna Adair and MAJ Tiffany Silverman!

Citadel School of Humanities and Social Sciences Dean Brian Jones got news of the promotions and worked closely with Department Chair Dr. Scott Lucas to arrange surprise announcements for Professor Adair and Professor Silverman and to honor their promotions and bestow epaulettes and other regalia to our two former Captains.

These promotions were a long time coming, and we are honored to work with two such esteemed educators. Congratulations!

History for the Witty

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Dr. Sean Heuston, from the Department of English, Fine Arts, & Communications, shares To Kill a Mockingbird, by Harper Lee. This book is one of the most banned/challenged classics in America (for an extensive list, visit http://www.ala.org/advocacy/bbooks/frequentlychallengedbooks/classics).

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Dr. Tom Horan from English, Fine Arts, & Communications shares two banned children's books: Prince & Knight by Daniel Haack & Stevie Lewis, and the book And Tango Makes Three, by Justin Richardson & Peter Parnell. Tag us in your favorite banned or challenged book photos! #bannedbooksweek

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Dr. Tom Thompson, English, Fine Arts, & Communications shares All the Bright Places, by Jennifer Niven. This book has been challenged by several schools. #BannedBooksWeek

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#Tuesdayvibes Citadel Sessions are back at the campus Starbucks from 530-730 pm! If you are interested in playing in this live session, DM @5stringnick. Sponsored by The Citadel Fine Arts Club.
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Directed by acclaimed on-set Hollywood film coach Bob Luke, Citadel class of 1976, Biloxi Blues is a full-scale production of South of Broadway Theatre Company in partnership with Art at The Citadel and starring local actors as well as many of our #renaissancecadets https://www.holycitysinner.com/2020/09/26/south-of-broadway-theatre-company-announces-new-performance-dates-for-biloxi-blues/

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Dr. Licia Hendricks makes another contribution from the Department of English, Fine Arts, & Communications with her banned book, The Bluest Eye, written by Toni Morrison. This book is ranked number 10 on the ALA's list of Top 100 Most Banned and Challenged Books from 2010-2019. #BannedBooksWeek.

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Dr. Lauren Rule Maxwell from the Department of English, Fine Arts, & Communications, shares her banned book, The Handmaid's Tale, by Margaret Atwood. #BannedBooksWeek

Congratulations to Fine Arts minor Dashawn Costley!

One of our PSYC majors - Dashawn Costley (C/O 2022) was just awarded The Citadel Alumni Association Scholarship for Fall 2020 and Spring 2021 - this is a competitive essay award - very proud of Dashawn for his many accomplishments this semester!
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Congratulations to all of tomorrow's Ring recipients, including our own English major Staff Sgt. Lyndsay Pires!

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