The Electronic Bulldog - March 22, 1995

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Stories for March 22, 1995


'Speak for God'

Chaplains likely to see, hear anything in busy downtown hospital

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 *By Lorrie Cohen *

	Michael Ted Bracewell's left hand trembled as 
he stroked the dying infant's thick black hair. His 
right hand firmly grasped the grieving mother's limp 
fingers.
	As tears formed in his eyes, Bracewell began 
the baptismal ceremony in a soft-spoken voice. His 
job was to prepare the infant - who was struggling to 
breathe - for heaven.
	He took holy water from a container, poured it 
into a seashell and sprinkled it over the baby girl's 
head. The mother, an Apache from northeastern 
Arizona, took her daughter's long, perfectly formed 
fingers into her own and caressed them.
	"Thank you," she told Bracewell. "I just hope 
and pray she gets strong."
	Bracewell, 51, a theologian, frequently deals 
with grieving mothers in his job as a lay chaplain. He 
is not an ordained priest, minister or rabbi. He is one 
of a few men and women who spend their weekends 
and other times on call at Good Samaritan Hospital, a 
640-bed facility in downtown Phoenix. It is among 
the Valley's busiest medical facilities.
	The chaplains likely will see and hear anything. 
Dying children, gang members with bullet holes in 
them, wounded police officers, homeless people who 
have been beaten, victims of car wrecks.
	Anything is possible at "Good Sam."
	Being a teaching hospital, Good Samaritan 
offers a C.P.E. (clinical pastoral education) certificate. 
Since 1977 an average of 30 students enroll in the 
program each year. Hospital chaplains do not need to 
be ordained, but they should have the certificate.
	Roger Johnson, who has a doctorate in clinical 
psychology, is the director of the Department of 
Religion and Pastoral Care at Good Samaritan. He has 
trained about 600 people from all over the world.
	Hospitals in Yuma and Tucson also offer 
courses. Students take classes in grieving, healing 
and denial by studying actual cases. They learn to 
deal not only with the sick, but also with their 
families.
	Such classes are needed when dealing with 
people like the Apache baby's mother.

A better life?
	Bracewell held the mother's hand and told her 
the baby would be moving on to a better life. He said 
it seemed much more humane than telling her the 
infant would die from a massive brain trauma 
suffered during a breach delivery.
	"I could not take her (the mother) away from 
her denial," he said.
	After Bracewell was finished, the lid of the 
incubator was closed and the little girl was left alone 
in her small sterile world.
	"It was so moving I cried," Bracewell said when 
the baptism was over. "I was overwhelmed by the 
awesomeness of this. I was given this position to 
speak for God. I mean, who am I?"
	Most people have a misconception of what a 
chaplain really is and what the chaplain's purpose is 
in a hospital, said Bracewell, who has worked as a 
counselor, a missionary and at hospices.
	"The main purpose of being a chaplain is just to 
be there and to help them deal with their emotional 
pain," he said. "They ask God to take away their pain. 
That is the wrong question. The right one should be, 
'Please God, give me the courage to deal with the 
pain.'"
	Father Patrick Adkins, an ordained priest and 
the hospital's only full-time chaplain, calls it a 
ministry of presence.
	"We are just there to hold their hands and 
maybe say a little blessing," Adkins said. "Sometimes 
you don't even have to say anything. Just our 
presence calms people down."
	Chaplains are allowed to go anywhere in the 
hospital. Their suggestions usually are obeyed - even 
by police officers.
	Just before Bracewell left for the baptism, his 
pager sounded.
	A Phoenix policeman had been shot in the 
lower leg in a gang-related incident.
	As Bracewell hurried to the trauma room, 
reporters congregated outside the hospital doors. 
Doctors called for extra security to hold them back.
	The doctors in Trauma Room A told Bracewell 
they would need help controlling and removing 
fellow police officers who were expected to barge 
into the trauma room to be with their comrade.
	Nurses and surgeons rushed the injured 
policeman into the room. His leg, smashed by a 
bullet, was partially covered by a white hospital 
sheet.
	Seconds later, about a dozen policemen stormed 
the trauma room.
	"You gentlemen need to leave, please. This is a 
restricted area," Bracewell yelled. They didn't move.
	Bracewell took his hands out of his navy blue 
Dockers and pushed a big metal button on the wall 
that opened the swinging security doors. He pulled 
the curtain out of the way and pointed his 
outstretched arm to the door.
	"Get the hell out now," he shouted.
	This time the police officers, all of whom 
towered over the 5-foot-8 Bracewell, reluctantly 
shuffled out of the room.
	"I don't blame them," Bracewell said later. 
"That's their buddy in there, but they just couldn't 
stay there. I guess the presence of a chaplain can be 
pretty strong. I can't believe they listened to me."

The common denominator
	Chaplains come in both sexes and of all 
religious denominations, but they do have one 
similarity, Johnson said.
	"The common denominator is a deep empathy 
with the underdogs who have been wounded," he 
said. "This is who he or she identifies with, being a 
healer and wanting to assist in that process.
	"The reality is we are all going to sometime or 
later be sadly ill, with some illness, and we want to 
be treated honorably."
	A chaplain is on call at Good Samaritan 24 
hours a day, seven days a week. A pager is passed 
from chaplain to chaplain at the beginning and end of 
each shift.
	At 3:45 p.m., Barbara Roback's pager sounded. 
The 64-year-old chaplain was being called from a 
trauma unit where a patient was arriving by 
ambulance.
	A 20-year-old man was drunk and had fallen 
off the hood of a truck. He had been joy-riding with 
his friends. The skin from one side of his face was 
scraped away. Blood dripped to the floor from the 
top of the gurney.
	"He was just goofing around," a Phoenix police 
officer said.
 	A fireman added, "He was just being stupid."
	Roback assessed the situation. It was not life-
threatening. There were no family members with 
whom to interact.
	Roback left. She was needed elsewhere.
	After taking a short break in the cafeteria, she 
went to check on a stomach cancer patient who had 
surgery a few days earlier.
	At 5:45 p.m. Roback's pager sounded again.
	This time, the call came from the intensive care 
unit. A man, detoxing from a drug overdose, was 
screaming for the chaplain. His nurse said the man 
had been awake four days and was having fits of 
paranoia and panic.
	"I believe in Jesus. I've been on trial, but Jesus 
still loves me and he will take me to heaven," the 
man said.
	"I want you to pray," he told Roback.
	She moved her thin, 5-foot frame closer to the 
man. Slowly and carefully she took his hand, and 
they prayed together. She used a soft, calm, gentle 
voice.
	"I was not dealing with my problems. People 
were against me," the man told Roback.
	She stroked his large brow. The man slept.

'It was so tragic'
	"My prayers and reactions are often 
spontaneous," Roback said after leaving the man's 
room.
	She recalled an episode where a mother 
arrived at the hospital to learn that her 14-month-
old son had drowned in the family pool.
	"She just sat there, rocking and singing lullabies 
to him," Roback said. "It was so tragic, and I was just 
sick about it and I was the one who had to convince 
the mother to hand over her baby to me. Her main 
concern was leaving her dead baby alone."
	Roback said she just sat and listened. After 
three hours, the mother and father took a lock of the 
baby's hair and handed him over for burial 
preparations.
	Roback said that just being with the person 
helps, even if he or she does not want to talk.
	"Sometimes you don't say a thing. You just 
listen," she said.
	Roback attended an all-girls Roman Catholic 
school and was married at a young age.
	She had three children before going back to 
school to become a cosmetology teacher.
	"My students at that school said I was more of 
a nun than a teacher," Roback said.
	"I saw so much of life working with street kids 
that I got out of my protected shell," she added.
	At 11:50 p.m. Roback was summoned to 
Trauma Room A.
	The emergency room team of doctors, nurses 
and technicians was expecting several trauma 
victims within a few minutes.
	A 44-year-old man was wheeled in on a blood-
soaked gurney. He had slashed his own throat from 
ear to ear.
	Roback slipped between doctors, nurses and 
technicians. She saw the man was conscious.
	"Is there someone I can call for you?" she 
asked the patient. "Is there someone you want to be 
here with you?"
	"Yes," the man whimpered. "Call my ex-wife 
and my best friend and my two kids, but don't tell 
them I tried to kill myself. Don't tell them how I got 
here."
	To most chaplains, the hardest part of their job 
is calling the family and telling them a loved one is 
hurt without giving out information on the patient's 
condition.
	Within seconds, another patient was wheeled 
in.
	"This is an assault, no weapon," the police 
officer yelled as he entered the room. "He got into a 
fight. This guy got the living hell kicked out of him."
	After midnight, a 20-year-old man, who was 
struck repeatedly in the head with a baseball bat, 
was carried in.
	Two minutes later, a 22-year-old stabbing 
victim was brought in, screaming.
	Roback slipped in, identified herself and asked 
for numbers for next of kin. The stabbing victim 
immediately calmed down and gave the names and 
numbers of his family.
	The man who slit his own throat called out for 
the chaplain.
	He had lost a lot of blood, and doctors did not 
know if he would live.
	"Will you say a prayer for me?" he whispered, 
his neck thick with gauze.
	Roback put on a pair of surgical gloves and held 
the man's hand, which was covered in dried blood. 
She asked him if he wanted to tell her why he did 
this.
	"I'm sorry, I'm sorry I did this," he said. "I just 
gave up."
	The man was wheeled off for surgery.

'It's the seven minutes'
	"It's quite amazing," Roback said. "They get 
them in and out as fast as they can. It's the seven 
minutes."
	The trauma room staff allows itself seven 
minutes to find out what is wrong with the victim, to 
assess the situation and prepare for the next person.
	The trauma team was then told the AirEvac, or 
helicopter transport unit, had landed with another 
victim.
	If things quiet down during the night, the 
chaplain will have time to eat or rest.
	Some, like Bracewell, prefer to rest in the to the 
pastoral sleeping room on the 10th floor. The room 
resembles a regular hospital room, but it has a couch 
instead of a bed.
	Roback said she prefers to nap on a old plaid 
loveseat in the sacristy room, a small room with 
religious items, a broken TV, a beige telephone and a 
coffee maker. A plain-faced clock hangs in the 
middle of the white wall.
	"This is how I sleep when I get a chance to," 
Roback said. "I don't know where I get the patience 
for talking to parents or people who are dying."
	A chaplain working weekends has little time to 
visit patients. One of the clinical requirements for the 
C.P.E. is making rounds.
	One C.P.E. student making rounds was Sister 
Colombiere Crowley, a gray-haired woman who said 
she prefers that people not know she is a nun.
	"People are supposed to see us a non-
denominational," Crowley said. Her thick Irish accent 
belied her 20 years in the United States.
	Crowley encountered a variety of patients.
	One lay in a fetal position, his eyes eaten away 
by a form of advanced cancer.
	"These poor souls," Crowley said. "I'll just leave 
my card to let them know I was praying for them."
	Crowley said some patients are angry and do 
not want to see her or any chaplain.
	A woman in her 20s was back in the hospital 
for breast cancer. After telling Crowley not to bother 
to pray for her, she yanked her IV cord out of the 
wall and yelled to the nurses in the hallway: "I'm 
going to the bathroom, and I've unhooked myself."
	Each chaplain has a unique technique of 
praying with patients.
	Crowley does not hold the patients' hands. 
When she prays with a patient, she holds her hand 
about one inch from their bodies.
	She moves her hand up and down and prays 
for their body and soul to heal.
	"It's important to heal the mind and soul as 
well as the body," she said.
	At 1:50 a.m., Bracewell answered his page and 
called the operator, who instructed him to go to the 
rehabilitation room immediately.
	An elderly woman was given too much 
morphine and had gone into cardiac arrest.
	Bracewell was breathless after running down 
long basement corridors to get to the service elevator 
that took him to the patient.
	He squeezed into the crowded corner room, 
which was packed with doctors, nurses and 
technicians. A young doctor carrying the mechanical 
device that sends electric shocks to jump-start a 
heart left the room.
	"It's OK now," said one nurse, perspiration 
running down her face. "She's stable. She just 
couldn't take the amount of morphine we gave her."
	As Bracewell looked in, he saw nurses and 
doctors poking the woman's gray, withered body 
with needles. She looked like a crumpled lunch bag.
	"I hope next time a family member decides not 
to resuscitate," he said. "They should let her die."
	Bracewell was referring to an option that 
several families use. If the letters DNR are on the 
patient's chart, the patient is allowed to die naturally. 
DNR means "do not resuscitate."
	"Many times I have walked in when doctors 
are resuscitating a patient," Bracewell added. "I point 
out the 'do not resuscitate' sign on the beds.
	"They have to stop, no matter what at that 
point, but doctors and nurses sometimes don't notice 
it (the sign) because they are too busy."
	Bracewell, Crowley and Roback said they are 
not in favor of euthanasia, but they said they believe 
patients have a choice about dying.
	"I don't believe we - or anyone else - has a 
right to decide who shall live and who shall die. Only 
God has that right," Bracewell said. "And I don't care 
if you believe in God or gods. I am here to help them 
feel. That's how I approach it."

The boy was brain-dead
	Roback recalled an incident in which a 17-
year-old athlete was brought in from a car wreck.
	"This boy was hooked up to every machine 
possible," she said. "He had at least 10 family 
members in his room at a time. Everyone prayed and 
prayed. Every time a finger or eyelid quivered the 
mother would say, 'Look, my baby is getting better.'"
	The comatose boy was brain dead.
	"It was my responsibility to prepare the 
parents that he may not get better," she said.
	Roback said the family was in denial and would 
not unhook the life-support system.
	She said that only when they were ready to 
face the horror and reality of what happened were 
they able to unplug the machines and donate the 
boy's organs to someone else who had a chance.
	Bracewell said a good part of his work is 
helping patients rewrite the stories of their lives.
	"People go through life with a planned story or 
scenario. When tragedy hits, it's my job to help them 
rewrite their story," he said.
	Bracewell's beeper sounded again.
	This time there had been a car accident 
involving a pregnant woman, her husband and their 
3-year-old daughter.
	"I need just a few minutes to meditate before I 
go through this again," Bracewell said.
	Each chaplain has his or her own way of 
meditating. Bracewell likes to go into a bathroom - 
any bathroom - to be alone, to mentally prepare 
himself and pray.
	"This was the only place when I was a kid I 
could get any peace and quiet," he said.
	Upon entering the trauma room, Bracewell 
found a 22-year-old mother in hysterics.
	"We were wearing a seatbelt and I got stuck 
and I couldn't reach my baby," the mother cried out, 
her body still shaking from shock. She rubbed her 
bulging stomach.
	"Why am I shaking so much? God, I hope my 
baby doesn't die. "
	The doctor informed the mother that she would 
have to be quiet and still so X-rays could be taken of 
her and the 4-month-old fetus.
	Bracewell assured her that her husband and 
daughter were fine and that she was being kept in 
the hospital for observation only. His words calmed 
her.
	A hospital technician put lubrication and an 
ultrasound device on top of the mother's belly. In a 
few moments an underwater-thumping sound was 
heard loud and clear.
	"Thank God my baby will live," she said to 
Bracewell as he firmly gripped her hand and gently 
stroked her hair. "And thank you."

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Believe in demons?

For some people, evil spirits are realities within themselves

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 *By Angela Mull *

	Inside the West Phoenix house, something 
came out of 9-year-old Becky Oliphant. Something 
small and wearing an evil grin. Laughing in a child's 
voice, it ran toward her bedroom closet.
	When the demon was in her, Becky wanted to 
claw her older sister, Ruth. The vicious urge did not 
leave Becky until her sister held her down and 
prayed, rebuking Satan in Jesus' name.  
	Now 21 and married to Cody Steele, Becky 
Steele said this 1982 occurrence was one of many 
strange childhood incidents she had involving 
demons. Steele, who lives in Chandler with her 3-
year-old daughter, Taylor, said the demons, or evil 
spirits, followed her from house to house. She said it 
was probably because of her family's charismatic 
Christian beliefs. 
	Gretchen Grant, a Phoenix woman who uses 
incense and herbs to rid people's homes of demons, 
said evil spirits will attach themselves to a specific 
person or place for different reasons.
	"Sometimes they aren't ready to go," she said. 
"Sometimes they are very  fond of a place, person, 
time or era."
	Michael Tucker, senior minister at Tempe's 
Bethany Community Church, said there is biblical 
support for the existence of demons. 
	"Evil spirits meet with people to entice them to 
do evil and to try to influence their behavior for 
wicked reasons," he said. 
	However, he added that it is a mistake to 
assume that all evil actions are demon-related.
	"I would be very cautious about saying that 
every evil someone does is inspired by demons, or 
that all human behavior can be attributed to demons 
or wicked spirits," Tucker said. "Probably, it's 
something else."

Making the demons go away
	When people tell Tucker they have a demon, he 
said he explores other avenues first. He examines the 
person's personality, desires, upbringing, heredity, 
experiences and environment. He also checks to see if 
the demon could be in their imagination or just a 
coincidence.
	"Ninety-nine percent of the time, we can find 
out what the struggle is and help them and make 
them more of a whole, healed person," Taylor said. 
"Suddenly, the demons go away."
	The Rev. Marcel Salinas, of Mesa's St. Timothy's 
Catholic Community Center, said he, too, would look 
at the person's lifestyle. He said a lifestyle that is not 
morally clean could be the cause of demonic 
experiences. 
	"People are allowing so much evil into their 
minds," Salinas said. "I would recommend giving the 
person a way of cleansing his or her mind."
	Another method of eliminating demons is 
exorcism, which Salinas said is not performed as 
often as it once was.
	 According to the Catholic Diocese of Phoenix's 
"Rite of Exorcism Policy and Procedures," exorcism is 
"the act of driving out or warding off demons or evil 
spirits from persons, places or things believed to be 
possessed or infested by them or liable to become 
victims or instruments of their malice." 
	However, according to the diocese policy, the 
process of obtaining an exorcism involves a thorough 
investigation. If the investigation proves the claim is 
legitimate, the bishop appoints a priest to perform 
the exorcism. 	
	Grant said although exorcisms can work, 
Catholics have come to her for help. She said one 
reason is because the required investigation takes 
too long. 
	"If somebody's living there and they feel 
something, it needs to be dealt with," Grant said. "It 
doesn't need to go before a whole damn board of 
people to determine if it's real or not. If it's real for 
them, that's as real as it needs to be because it's 
affecting their lives."
	Grant said she can instantly tell if there is a 
presence in someone's house.
	"It's something that has always been natural 
for me," she said. "I've always known. I find it 
strange to meet people who can't tell." 
	In addition to eliminating demons, Grant also 
promotes positive energy in people's homes and 
reads their cards. However, she said she is not a 
fortune teller. Instead, she said she receives growth-
oriented information about what blocks people from 
achieving their goals.
	"That's more what it's about than, 'Oh, you're 
going to meet a tall, dark stranger,' and things like 
that," she said. "That's a crock."
	Grant, who reads books on the occult, 
parapsychology and how the mind works, said 20 
percent of the presences she deals with can be 
attributed to something greater than humans. She 
said the names for these presences include demons, 
devils, entities, goblins and ghosts. 
	"I just know it as a feeling," she said. "It feels 
bad, it feels funky and it feels harmful."
	When Grant feels such a presence in someone's 
home, she uses a process she said she adapted from 
the Native Americans. This process, "smudging," 
means "to fill with smoke." 
	First, Grant chooses incense or herbs, 
depending on the vibration she feels. A type of 
dragon's blood resin, for example, is used for 
protection.
	Next, Grant uses a pestle to grind and mash the 
mixture in a mortar. The contents are then placed in 
a smudge pot, or mini-cauldron, and burned on a 
charcoal briquette. 
	Finally, she uses a feather or makes sweeping 
movements with the pot to fill the room with the 
smoke. If necessary, she chants. Grant compared this 
chanting to what some religions call "speaking in 
tongues."

'I'm compelled to chant'
	"Sometimes, if a very strong presence is 
hesitant to leave, I'm compelled to chant," Grant said. 
"It's usually in a language that I don't even 
understand myself."
	Steele said it was she, not the demons, who 
finally left her family's house. She said her strange 
experiences stopped only after she moved out of her 
family's West Phoenix home at age 17.  
	However, she said that during the years she 
lived in the house, demons were not the only 
presences she encountered. She said she also saw 
angels, whom she believes protected her family.
	"I think that God really watched over us," she 
said.
	Steele is not the only Arizonan who had an 
uninvited guest in her home. 
	Pamela Labedz, a 45-year-old accounts-
payable clerk at Safeway, said she had a trapped 
ghost in her new two-story Mesa home. However, she 
said she did not feel anything more than a blessing 
was necessary to rid her home of the ghost.
	"I didn't feel I was in physical danger," she 
said. "I wasn't frightened." 
	Labedz said things began happening the day 
she moved into her house on Sept. 26, 1993. The first 
day, she said her 44-year-old husband, Michael, 
heard footsteps going up the stairs when nobody was 
home and heard a woman's voice calling, "Claire." 
	Labedz said she, too, heard the voice a few 
days later. 
	During the first month, Labedz's 12-year-old 
son, Daniel, broke his finger. In the second month, he 
broke his knee, and their cat, Lucky, was sick twice 
and almost died. In February, Michael Labedz was 
laid off from his Allied Signal job. 
	Labedz added that appliances turned 
themselves on and off, and nail clippers, scissors and 
combs disappeared permanently, as if into another 
dimension.
	Also, one day when Labedz sat in her kitchen, 
she said the empty swing in her backyard swung 
itself violently from side to side.
	"Finally, I went out there and I went like this," 
she said, sweeping an arm through empty space as if 
to see if anything was there. 
	She said she wanted to believe what was 
happening, but it seemed too unreal.
	"These are things you read about or see on 
television," she said. "These are not things that 
happen to you."
	Labedz said the only non-family member to 
witness the strange occurrences was Jake Austin, a 
19-year-old Mesa Community College student. 

Objects flew through the hallway
	Austin was visiting Labedz's 21-year-old son, 
Aaron, a part-time MCC student. The two were 
upstairs and Labedz was downstairs when she said 
Daniel Labedz's baseball-card picture frame flew out 
of his room. 
	"I heard it fly down the hallway end over end 
over end like that," she said, her hands racing one 
over the other on the table, thudding as they went.
	Aaron Labedz's bedroom is set at about a 45-
degree angle to the hallway, and his brother's room 
is set at a 90-degree angle to his room. Therefore, the 
frame had to turn a corner to go down the hallway. 
	"That had to be thrown, literally thrown," 
Labedz said. 
	Labedz thought Austin and her son were 
responsible, but both men denied it. 
	"I thought Jake threw it at me," Aaron Labedz 
said. 
	Steele said she also saw an object move by 
itself. 
	At age 10, she awoke in the middle of the night 
and said a toaster she often played with was floating 
above her bed. As soon as she saw it, she made a 
startled noise and it dropped. Afraid she was 
dreaming, she ripped a piece of paper. 
	"The next morning, it was still ripped," Steele 
said.
	However, Arnold Thaw, clinical psychologist 
and member of the Gestalt Institute of Phoenix, had 
another explanation. He said Steele could have ripped 
the paper in her sleep.
	 Thaw said he presupposes that patients who 
claim to have demons are really facing realities 
within themselves. He said these realities may be so 
frightening and threatening, people project their 
problems onto other things or people.
	"When we find that there's something about 
our own lives that we imagine can in some way 
destroy us, the first line of defense is to put it out 
there somewhere away from us," Thaw said.
	He added that this is a way people disassociate 
or disown themselves from it.
	However, Thaw said he would not rule out that 
people really do have experiences with evil spirits.
	"I certainly would not say it's impossible," he 
said. "I just don't have that kind of all-knowing 
wisdom."
	 To help patients with these problems, Thaw 
said he mobilizes them to explore and discover the 
experience and examine their own perceptions of the 
world. He does not try to tell the patient "what's 
really happening" or "what's really true."
	"The truth is there's no way that I can be a 
greater authority on your life experience than you 
are," he said. 
	"Where I can be useful to you is to help you 
mobilize your own ability to know what is real."
	Labedz said she knows what happened in her 
home was real because she found physical proof in 
her bedroom.
	One night while in bed, she heard a scratching, 
squeaking noise. The culprit was a bobby pin Labedz 
said was strategically placed between the wall and 
headboard. Its shape resembled a smooth-humped 
"m."
	"I couldn't twist it like that," she said, trying to 
bend a normal bobby pin into the same shape. 
	"You cannot bend a bobby pin like that."
	Grant said it would make sense that a level of 
heat was created and applied to the bobby pin. 
	She added that whoever touched the bobby pin 
somehow broke through the "veil" or "barrier" 
between the physical and spiritual world. 
	"It's one thing to throw something, because 
anybody can do that with their mind, and spirits can 
do it without even thinking," Grant said. "But to 
actually take a thing and bend it, you would have to 
have your hands on it. It would have to have been 
bent and then placed and wedged in between there."
	Although Labedz said she was not frightened 
by these experiences, she asked Salinas to bless her 
home. However, she told Salinas it was simply a 
blessing for a new home.

'Things have turned around'
	"I felt it was just a nuisance more than 
anything," she said. "I figured, 'What have I got to 
lose? I'm a practicing Catholic.'"
	In April, Salinas used holy water and blessed 
the doorways, and Labedz said nothing more 
happened.
	"Things have really turned around for us," 
Labedz said. "My guardian angel was looking out for 
me."
	When told what his blessing had really been 
for, Salinas was surprised. 
	"Wow, I didn't know I had so much power," he 
said, laughing. "That makes me happy."
	Although the Labedz's ghost was not 
frightening, Steele said what she encountered at age 
11 was. 
	She said she awoke in the darkness one night, 
breathing hard. As she looked towards the only 
window in the room, she said it grew darker and a 
grayish blur came towards her bed.
	Steele said her hair stood on end and goose 
bumps covered her flesh as a form, a sort of shadow 
in the darkness, approached her. She said she was 
terrified because she thought it was Satan.
	Steele said she dreamed she was married to 
Satan several times.
	"One time in the dream he was saying 
something about coming to meet me and having open 
arms to him," Steele said. "After the dream, 
throughout the day, I would be going, 'Gosh, I can't 
wait to go to sleep again so I can have another 
dream.'"
	However, Steele said she realized the dreams 
blasphemed God.
	"My conscience or the Holy Spirit or something 
was telling me that this was not right," she said.
	Steele said she thought she was selling her soul. 
She added that after she rebuked the devil, the form 
went away.
	Steele said she has forgotten other experiences.
	"There's a lot that I've blocked out that I don't 
want to remember," she added.
	Grant said she is not surprised.
	"Denial's a wonderful state to live in," Grant 
said. "I'd love to still live there myself."
	However, Kelly Williams will not deny what she 
heard in a Chandler house in the fifth grade. 
	"I was not sleeping and I was not dreaming," 
she said emphatically of the 1984 occurrence.
	Williams, a 21-year-old part-time MCC student, 
said she spent the night with her friend, Shannon, 
whom she had not seen in three years. After they 
played games, they read stories before turning the 
lights out. Williams said she was awake when she 
heard the music.
	"It was like someone was playing the organ," 
Williams said. "It was really eerie sounding."
	She said Shannon and her parents did not hear 
it. However, Shannon tried to help Williams by 
talking to her.
	"When she would talk to me, it would fade 
away," Williams said. "And then she stopped talking 
and it started up again.
	"I felt really weird. It was a feeling like you're 
shivering. I'd never felt this way before."
	Unable to ignore the music, Williams said she 
decided to call her mother and ask for a ride home. 
She added that although she did not know where the 
phone was, she ran down the dark hallway.
	"I wasn't even afraid to do that because I was 
so freaked out," she said, laughing. 
	However, when Shannon cried and asked her 
not to go, Williams decided to stay. 	
	"I did not go to sleep until morning," she said. 
"The whole time, the music would fade in and out. I 
felt like there was something in there with me."
	Williams said she thinks it was a demonic 
presence trying to scare her away.
	"I think it was mad that I was there," she said. 
"It knew I was a Christian, and I don't think it 
wanted me there.
	"Demons don't want Christians who have Jesus 
in their hearts. They don't want to look at anything 
that has to do with Jesus. They want their own little 
cubbyhole."
	Tucker said although he finds it irregular that 
no one else heard the music, Williams could have 
encountered a real demon. 

Using brain's right side
	Thaw also said it is possible that Williams' 
experience was real. However, he added that the 
right hemisphere of her brain could have been trying 
to communicate with her. 
	Thaw said people are not skilled at using this 
part of the brain because there are not many courses 
in schools that teach them how. He said the result is 
that people repress and tend to push aside the things 
they do not understand. 
	"There are many things in our lives that can't 
communicate in the analytical, two-plus-two-equals-
four manner, which is what the left hemisphere 
does," Thaw said. "A lot of the most important things 
in our lives are communicated using our right 
hemisphere."
	He said the right hemisphere will communicate 
with a person through dreams because the left 
hemisphere is off duty. He added that a dream is a 
real experience.
	"We think of it as not being real because we're 
used to thinking that real things are things that you 
can feel," Thaw said.
	In Williams' case, Thaw said he would try to 
find out what the organ music was communicating to 
her. 
	"Experiences like these come to people who 
don't know how to deal with them," he said. "The 
result is that they're likely to think in terms of 
demons."
	Although Steele, Williams and the Labedz 
family believe in God, Tucker and Grant said demons 
also come to people who don't believe in a higher 
being.
	Tucker said, "I don't think the content of what 
a person believes or the faith that a person has in 
any kind of deity has much to do with whether or 
not that person is influenced or attacked by evil 
spirits."
	Grant said she believes demons can enter 
anybody's house.
	"The atheists and agnostics have scientific 
explanations for it," she said. "Religious people are 
more open to accept it as an experience that you 
can't put an explanation upon."
	Grant said she also does not try to explain 
every entity she meets.
	"I would drive myself crazy," she said. "I would 
be a complete lunatic. All I need to know is that it's 
not human."
     Although her experiences may sound far-fetched, 
Becky Steele said she did not imagine them.
	"I don't think I'm that creative," she said. "If 
you've never experienced anything like that, it's hard 
to understand." 
	Her parents still live in the same house, but 
Steele said she does not visit often. When she does, 
she said she feels anxious and nervous. 
	"It's like something's going to happen," she said. 
"That bedroom is still creepy."

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Lend an ear-

Or a navel or nipple

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 *By Tim Baxter *

	"First they give you a little Listerine, and you 
swish that in your mouth awhile.  Then they spray 
your mouth with a numbing solution. Your whole 
entire mouth is numb." 
	Colleen Gorman, an English senior at ASU, was 
describing her tongue piercing.
	"They tell you to stick out your tongue and 
they hold your tongue with tongs, kind of like what 
you pick up corn on the cob with, but smaller. They 
hold your tongue out and they stick a razor-sharp 
needle right through it, and then they put the 
jewelry in.
	"Some people bleed a lot, but mine didn't." 
	Gorman also has her nose pierced, and she has 
five rings through each ear.  She said she was not 
trying to make a statement with her body piercing, it 
was just something she wanted to do.
	"It's just like getting your ears pierced," she 
said. "It's just body adornment. If I'm feeling feisty, I 
say it (the tongue) is for kissing boys."
	Gorman is just one of thousands of students 
nationwide who are getting holes in their flesh. 
Noses, navels, tongues, nipples and genitalia 
commonly are pierced. The really adventurous will 
pierce themselves virtually anywhere.
	Steve Haworth, owner of HTC, a chain of  body 
piercing shops in Arizona and California, said there 
were three primary reasons people became pierced - 
physical adornment, sexual enhancement and shock 
value. 
	Whatever the motive behind the piercing, 
proper sterilization procedures are the most 
important thing to look for in a piercer, Haworth said. 
All instruments and needles should be sterilized, and 
the needles should be used only once.
	"Look for on-premises sterilization, and make 
sure they don't re-use needles," he said.  "Ask to see 
the biohazard (needle) bucket."
	Haworth said potential customers should 
alsoÊask how many piercings the piercer has done.
	A piercing typically costs from $35 to $50, 
including starter jewelry, while upgraded jewelry 
can cost anywhere from $20 to $120, Haworth said.
	"If people are charging less, they're cutting 
corners," he added.
	The body location of the piercing does not 
usually raise costs, but the type of jewelry does.
	Haworth stressed the importance of 
appropriate jewelry.  HTC is the largest manufacturer 
of body jewelry in the world, supplying nearly 400 
piercers and stores, he said. 
	Proper body jewelry should be thicker than 
earrings and made from certain high-quality metals, 
Haworth said. Thicker rings provide more surface 
area, so the strain is lessened on the skin, he added.
	"Thin wire, like on earrings, can pull through 
the skin like a cheese slicer," he said. "All the jewelry 
we install is 316L surgical stainless, the same grade 
stainless that is implanted into the human body."
	Only about one person in 2,000 experiences an 
allergic reaction from surgical stainlessÊsteel, 
Haworth said.
	"There's also gold and niobium, but we 
generally don't recommend them for a fresh piercing 
because they can cause a reaction," he added.
	Dr. Theodore Blackwelder, an ASU Student 
Health physician, said when problems do result, they 
generally come from inappropriate metals being used 
in the jewelry, resulting in allergic reactions or 
infection.
	"Surgical steel would be OK. Gold and silver 
would also be OK," he said. "Anything that has any 
nickel in it really tends to get you."
	Blackwelder said 50 percent of the problems he 
had seen were in navel piercings.	
	To avoid problems, he recommended picking a 
piercer carefully, making sure that he or she 
properly sterilizes equipment and does not re-use 
needles.
	The doctor added that caring for the piercing 
while it heals is very important.
	"You need to make sure you keep the area dry 
and clean," Blackwelder said. "You should wipe it off 
with alcohol and rotate the metal."

Navel, ears and nose
	ASU bookstore employee Jill Bartelt has her 
navel, ears and nose pierced.  She agreed appropriate 
jewelry was important.  
	"When I had my bellybutton done, I got a 
hematite ring, and I was allergic to it," she said. It 
became badly infected and the hematite ring had to 
be replaced, Bartelt added.
	She said people who are considering being 
pierced should ask themselves why they are doing it.
	"Don't do it because it's popular," she said. "Do it 
for yourself. I don't wear short shirts so people can 
see my bellybutton. My piercings are for me."
	Brandi Young, a 23-year-old psychology major, 
got her belly button pierced over a year ago, and she 
has had problems with infection ever since.	
	"Right now it's infected," Young said. "On and 
off it just gets infected and it hurts.
	"When I got it done, they said it would take 
four to six months to heal, and that's correct."
	She described the procedure. "They had a 
looped needle and they took a clamp device and 
pulled the skin as tight as they could. They rubbed 
the skin with some anesthetic and just did it.
	"Later on I was in great pain. I had trouble 
sleeping, and wearing pants was difficult."
	Kim Baker, a 21-year-old urban geography 
major, also had difficulties with her navel piercing.
	"They take what looks like a really wide nail 
and they clamp the skin and stab this nail through," 
Baker said.
	"It hurts a lot, and there's a good chance of 
infection.  It takes a long time to heal and you have 
to take care of it.
	"I almost passed out."
	Baker said her piercing was a spur-of-the 
moment decision. "I just think it's kind of sexy," she 
said.
	Haworth said no piercings are inherently 
painful or prone to infections, but because of the long 
healing time and the tendency for people to touch 
the rings, navels often get infected.
	
'I was drooling a lot'
	Gorman said her tongue piercing didn't hurt at 
all.
	"But I couldn't talk, and I was drooling a lot," 
she said.
	Rob Whittemore, a 28-year-old bartender at 
Se–or Phrogg's in Tempe, said his tongue piercing 
improved his sex life. "Every girl I've been with since 
I got my tongue done thoroughly enjoyed it."	
	Whittemore also has pierced both nipples, his 
nose twice, his tongue and, most recently, his penis.
	"I get a lot of girls who come up to me at work, 
and they see my tongue and want to kiss me, or we 
talk about piercings and they ask me to pull my 
member out.
	"There's been a pretty positive reaction from 
women."
	He said he was first pierced 14 years ago in an 
act of rebellion. "It was just for the hell of it, because 
people think you're not supposed to," he said.	
	The nipples were the most painful piercings, 
but the preparation for the penis hurt, too, 
Whittemore said.
	"They had to take a Q-tip with Novocaine on it 
and stick it down the urethra," he said. "That hurt 
like hell."
	Whittemore's penis piercing is called a "Prince 
Albert," which is one of the most common piercings 
for men's genitalia. A Prince Albert consists of a hoop 
that goes down through the urethra and comes out 
on the underside of the penis.
	Other common piercings involve a bar going 
through the head of  the penis either vertically or 
horizontally. 
	Whittemore said people are surprised by his 
piercings because he doesn't look like a pierced 
person.
	"I don't look like a biker or a punk, so people 
trip out," he said. He said he has had no negative 
experiences with his piercings, and he advised those 
thinking about being pierced,  "Just do it. If you don't 
like it, take it out." 

Primarily a catharsis
	Sharon Tang, a 44-year-old apprentice piercer 
in Phoenix, said piercing was primarily a catharsis 
for her.
	 "When I had a lot of them done, the pain of the 
piercing took away from some of the pain I was 
going through," she said. 	
	Tang has pierced her lip twice, nose twice, pinkie 
finger twice, both nipples and her outer labia.
	Her ears have been "cored," which involves 
putting successively thicker hoops into an ear ring 
hole until eventually a hollow plug, or core can be 
inserted.  Sometimes rings are worn through the 
core.
	"I get a lot of mixed reaction," Tang said. 
"Younger people are like 'Oh, you're cool, I can't 
believe this older person has her body pierced.'"
	Tang said piercing heightened her sexual 
sensitivity.
	"I would advise it for anyone who doesn't have 
a lot of sensation, especially in the breast area,"  she 
said.
	Tang had her clitoris pierced, but removed it 
because the area "was too sensitive."
	Bianca Baker, 17, also said she saw her 
piercings as having a stabilizing effect. Baker's 
bellybutton, both nipples, eyebrow, septum, lip and 
nose are pierced. She said she would like to get a 
"Madison," a piercing on the fleshy skin at the base of 
the neck in front of the windpipe.
	She said the nose piercing was the only one 
that hurt, and she did all of them herself except her 
lip, which was professionally done.

Not for children
	Most reputable shops refuse to pierce anyone 
under 18 and require photo identification to verify 
age.  They also will refuse piercings that are 
impractical or unhealthy. Haworth said there have 
been requests at HTC for piercings through the wrist 
or hand that were denied.
	Dan Babcock, 19, began amateur piercing three 
years ago after having one of his nipples done 
professionally.
	"They did a bad job, and I thought I could do 
better myself," Babcock said.
	"I got hold of an 18-gauge piercing needle, and 
I went to a shop and got an 18-gauge hoop," he said. 
"Then I just started piercing."
	He now has both nipples and both ears pierced. 
One ear is pierced five times. He said he has pierced 
dozens of other people.
	Babcock stressed the importance of sanitary 
practices.  
	"Use exam gloves, and make sure the area is 
cleaned real well," he said.  "I make sure all the stuff 
is soaked in alcohol for awhile."
	Babcock said any complaints he has had were 
from people who did not take proper care of their 
piercings. He said he first developed an interest in 
piercing because he wanted to experience something 
different.  
	"It may sound crazy, but I just wanted to know 
what the pain felt like," he added. "It's a different 
experience."
	Haworth said amateur piercers may have some 
of the necessary equipment, but they won't have the 
training or experience a professional has.
	"All of my apprentices complete a six- to eight-
month training period, and they must write a two-
page essay on why they want to be a piercer," he 
said.
	"Above all, a piercer should have ethics and 
compassion. There are far too many out there 
without these qualities."
	Brook Love, an 18-year-old NAU 
photojournalism major, said she is disappointed with 
how trendy piercing has become.
	"I've had mine for a couple of years. I liked it 
before it became a big fashion thing," Love said. 
"What really makes me mad is when people who 
made fun of me years ago are getting pierced now."
	Love has her bellybutton, eyebrow, nose, 
tongue and ears pierced.
	"I wanted my nose pierced for so long, but I 
didn't do it, because my mom wouldn't let me, so I 
did my bellybutton," she said. "She's gotten used to it 
now, because I do it so much. I just do it because it 
looks pretty."
	Love said her ear had been pierced twice, but 
one got ripped out. "I was at a show, and I guess it 
got caught on someone, so there's a scar on my ear 
now."	 
	Beth Friedel, a 19-year-old ASU psychology 
sophomore with silver rings in her navel, nose and 
eyebrow, said despite the recent popularity of 
piercing people who are pierced are often thought of  
as "the dregs of society. You're automatically grouped 
with drug abusers, masochists and thieves.

'It's very addictive'
"I didn't do it to make my dad angry. I didn't do it to 
make my anyone angry. I did it because I liked it. 
It's very addictive."
	Friedel said she had an "avid fear of needles," 
and she refused to go to a shop that used piercing 
guns.
	"Guns hurt," she said.
	Haworth said he dislikes guns for health 
reasons. "They are made from plastic, which can't be 
effectively sterilized," he said. "And they are 
typically cleaned with alcohol swabs, which will not 
kill AIDS and definitely won't kill hepatitis."
	Gorman got her nose pierced  with a gun, but 
said she wouldn't be pierced like that again.  She said 
she has been thinking about getting her eyebrow 
pierced, but she's not sure she wants to.
	"I don't think it's really attractive when people 
get a lot of things pierced all over their face," she 
said. 	
	Gorman said she is also concerned with her 
family's opinions.
	"My mom, when she found out I was pierced, 
said 'I hear that's what prostitutes do.'"
	"They come from a different era. My mom 
comes from an era where women were cheap if they 
had their ears pierced. Just because someone has 
something pierced, it doesn't automatically peg them 
as a loser."

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'Let 'em go!'

Security useless when moshing and headwalking begin

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 *By Robert Hendricks *

	The crowd was restless, waiting for the main 
band to hit the stage at Veterans Memorial Coliseum 
in Phoenix.  
	Nine Inch Nails was about to assault the 
predominantly young crowd with its wall of noise. 
The group's latest album, titled The Downward Spiral, 
with songs about sex, violence, drugs, suicide and 
despair, has sold more than one million copies 
nationwide.
	Alternative, grunge and heavy metal concerts 
are not your  "traditional concerts."  The high school- 
and college-age fans at the Coliseum were not about 
to sit back calmly and watch a band perform. It was 
about to be a night of "moshing" and "body surfing" 
or "headwalking,"  occasionally violent activities 
condoned by the crowd and more or less tolerated by 
venues and concert security.
	The trend is growing, and it has spread 
throughout the Valley and country.
	"It would be foolish for us to say it's not going 
to be allowed here," said Brenda Gravatt, booking and 
events supervisor for Mesa Amphitheater.
	"We don't endorse moshing, headwalking, body 
surfing, but we understand it," said Glenn Rea, 
president of Showtime Services, a private security 
firm in Phoenix.  "We hold [the crowd] responsible."
	Rea, who has 11 years experience in concert 
security, said his company handles more than 100 
concerts a year in Arizona with few problems. 
	Will Hirschhorn, general manager of Showtime 
Services, said his firm throws out few people for 
participating in these activities.
	"You can't stop these activities, so you just have 
to deal with them," he said.  "Basically, we are the 
referee out there." 
	At the Coliseum concert, about 1,600  of the 
8,100 fans in attendance wore wristbands and 
crowded into one-third of the floor space.  The floor 
was clear except for the equipment used by the 
band's sound technician. 
	They were sealed off from the rest of the floor 
by a 3-foot-high double-sided steel wall with two 5-
foot openings at opposite ends of the floor through 
which security guards could walk.
	The 6,500 other fans were scattered around the 
stadium in the bolted seats or folding chairs, which 
were available on a first-come, first-serve basis.
	Envious of the crowd on the floor, they 
repeatedly tried to get into the secured area without 
a wristband. They were denied access by the T-
shirted security members of Showtime Services and 
forced back to the seats.

Surging crowds can kill
	General admission concerts such as this one 
have been banned in other states because of fans 
being crushed by a surging crowd when the concert 
starts, but they are still being played on a regular 
basis at Mesa Amphitheater and Veterans Memorial 
Coliseum.
	 Dana Mule, vice president and general 
manager of Event Management Inc., which performs 
security operations for more than 75 concerts a year, 
said there always is a potential for a fatal crowd 
control situation.  
	"If 20,000 people decide they want to do 
something or go somewhere, they are going to do it," 
he said. "There is nothing you can do to stop that.
	"We have been really lucky here that nothing 
like [people getting crushed to death] has gone on."	
	At 8:45 p.m., the Coliseum lights went out.
	In a second, the roaring crowd was on its feet. 
Thousands of fans jumped over their seats, clumsily 
trying to get to the floor.  Folding chairs soon become 
twisted piles of metal obstacles.
	They were not enough to deter the stampeding 
fans. 
	Fans began pouring onto the floor from all 
sections of the arena. They slammed against the 
barricade.  Desperate security guards interlocked 
their arms and formed a human chain in front of the 
openings, but the fans continued to push toward the 
stage.
	People began to fall.  "Stop pushing!" a fan 
shouted as he held himself up against the wall.   "I'm 
stepping on people."
	Wave after wave crashed against the wall and 
soon began to pile up behind it.
	"I am the voice inside your head and I control 
you," Trent Reznor, front man and lead singer for 
Nine Inch Nails, screamed during the first song "Mr. 
Self Destruct."
	The fans persisted in their attempt to get closer 
to the stage.  Bodies began twisting and pounding to 
the pulse of the deafening  drums.  
	"Let 'em go!"  yelled a burly security guard 
standing behind the barricade watching the mob.
	The security broke away and fans flooded 
through the barricade.
	"We were totally aware and prepared for that 
to happen," said Rea, who organized the security at 
the Nine Inch Nails concert.  
	He said he put his most experienced and 
strongest security guards in the positions where the 
crowd would rush towards the stage. 
	Rea said he told the promoter and venue that 
the fans were going to rush the floor.  "It would be 
foolish for us to try and say , 'Hey, under no 
circumstances do people come down here,'" he added.
	"One of the biggest things we stand for is 
laissez faire.  Hands off.  Let the people have fun. 
People were running so fast that they started to get 
trampled."
	 Debbie Grubaugh, 22, an ASU student, who 
hasn't been to many concerts of this type, said she 
saw someone getting trampled at Nine Inch Nails.
	"Some girl fell down and there was a crowd of 
people walking all over her," Grubaugh said.    
	Kevin Prijatel, 23, another ASU student,  said 
security should allow free access to the floor even 
before the concert begins.
	"The security staff knows what's going to 
come," said Prijatel, who goes to several concerts a 
year.  "They know there's going to be a mob.  Why 
stop it?"  
	Grubaugh agreed.  "They are not going to stay 
in their seats," she said about the crowd.  "They are 
going to go on the floor because they want to take 
advantage of the empty space."
	Patti Dupuis, administrative assistant of special 
events at the Coliseum, said the number of people 
allowed on the floor before the concert is determined 
by input from Coliseum management, the fire 
marshal and the crowd control specialist for the 
concert.

Each concert is different
	Dupuis said the crowd control specialist is a 
member of the Coliseum security and the T-shirt-
wearing concert security.  She said each concert is 
evaluated individually.
	Mike Reichling, deputy state fire marshal, said 
that the number of people allowed on the floor at the 
ColiseumÐ1,600Ðis determined by the square footage 
available divided by seven.
	"What we are mainly concerned about is 
obstruction for exiting," Reichling said.  
	He said that he recognizes not everyone stays 
in their seats at concerts but dividing by seven is a 
large enough number to allow for excess people on 
the floor.
	"It's really not a problem," he said.  "It has 
been calculated for wall-to-wall, shoulder-to-
shoulder people."
	He said the number of people allowed on the 
floor is restricted for the crowd's personal safety and 
comfort.  Reichling said that in the event of an 
emergency the Coliseum could be safely evacuated if 
the floor were full of people. 
	Rea said he kept people off the floor because of 
orders from the fire marshal. He added that it is a 
lost cause to try to restrict the amount of people on 
the floor.  
	"They say if you can't control the floor you 
can't have the concert," he said.  "This is why there 
are not too many general admission concerts 
anymore, which I think is a crying shame."
 	Rea said telling people they are not allowed on 
the floor without a wristband is like a sales pitch.
	"If you don't say anything or you don't try or 
show a force, then you do have a disaster on your 
hands," he said.  "You have to hope for the best and 
prepare for the worst."

The mosh pit
	 The heavy metal band Danzig was playing in 
front of 4,500 fans at Mesa Amphitheater.  The sold-
out concert was expected by security to be one of the 
rowdiest of the year. 
	"It's going to be vicious," said Rea, who brought 
in 75 of his employeesÐmore than usualÐfor the 
concert. 
  	 Even lead singer Glenn Danzig acknowledged 
his fans violent tendencies, although not at first.  
"Well, not everybody is violent, only the people up 
front," he said while signing autographs for his fans 
at a local record store. 
	"Well no, that's not true.um.It's like a 
release,"  he quickly added.  
	Mesa Amphitheater is an outdoor venue that is 
an open space filled with grass and terraced at 
different levels.  Bands such as Primus, Pearl Jam, 
Soundgarden and Rollins Band, the heaviest of hitters 
in this kind of music, have played there.
	Danzig began playing its breed of music about 9 
p.m.
	 Danzig, who looks like he could be a 
professional body builder, began slicing through the 
chill of the night with his wailing baritone voice on 
songs such as "Am I Demon" and "When the Gods 
Kill." 
	 Shortly after Danzig began, some fans started a 
small fire on the grass.  Fans ran and pranced around 
the fire in a circle like cavemen.  
	Security people quickly extinguished the fire 
and the circle collapsed, but the smoke lingered like 
a cloud.  
	"It's like having 200 pounds of pressure on you 
the whole time," said Brett Anderson, who emerged 
from the front of the crowd during the concert.  His 
clothes were stuck to his body like shrink wrap and 
his hair was soaked with sweat.  
	"They just keep pushing," he said.
  	Fans began slamming their bodies into each 
other as the music quickened.  People formed a 
circle. A mosh pit surfaced. 
	Almost like a ceremonial dance of an ancient 
tribe, the crowd watched as the moshers prowled 
around the circle's edges as the music slowed.
	The tempo increased and the moshers stopped 
their structured parade and begin slamming, pushing 
and shoving each other.  Fans around them pushed 
them back into the fray. 
	"It's more or less controlled chaos," said 
Prijatel, the ASU student who also attended this 
concert.
	Prijatel said there are unwritten rules to 
moshing that most people follow.  "If someone falls in 
a mosh pit, you pick them up," he said.  "If someone 
looks like they are going to pass out, you get them 
out."
	Steve Sullivan, quality control manager at 
Showtime Services, said that while mosh pits have 
become bigger, they also have become calmer.  He 
said people are not there to hurt each other.
	 However, he warned that not everybody 
follows the rules. "Every once in while you find a few 
guys that think that's what it's all about," he said.
	 Robert Hicks, 16, a student at North Canyon 
High School, said he has attended all the rough shows 
this year in Phoenix.  He has seen heavy metal bands 
such as Pantera, Sepultura and Danzig.
	"It's an opportunity to kick someone's ass for 
free," he said during the Mesa Amphitheater concert.
	Rea said security usually allows moshing as 
long as the moshers involved are not trying to inflict 
pain on people.  
	"Unless they are hurting somebody or trying to 
hurt somebody, we let them go," he said.  "We think 
it's a great exercise." 

Making a ruckus
	Green Day, an alternative band that some 
people say sound like The Sex Pistols of the late 
1970s British punk movement, toured on the highly 
successful Lollapalooza and performed at Woodstock 
'94.  
	Their album Dookie has gone double platinum, 
selling more than two million copies.  Green Day 
played at Veterans Memorial Coliseum during the 
Arizona State Fair.  
	In front of the Coliseum fans began lining up 
around 2 p.m. for the general admission concert that 
was scheduled to start at 7 p.m.  Anyone could 
attend the show free with their $5 fair admission.
	The doors opened about 5 p.m. and the 
Coliseum quickly began to fill.  
	The floor area was set up the same way as at 
Nine Inch Nails.  The front section between the 
barricade and the stage was full by 5:45 p.m.  The 
stadium was filled with between 10,000 to 11,000 
people by 6:30 p.m. 
	Most of the fans in attendance were teenagers. 
	About 6:30 p.m. the exuberant crowd in the 
arena's seats began throwing anything and 
everything they could get their hands on at each 
other. 
	Full containers of soda were hurled at security, 
showering the fans in between.  Paper towels were 
lit on fire and thrown on the floor.  A piece of the 
stadium, a wooden slab possibly from an arena seat, 
was lifted out by the fans and given to security.
	A yellow smoke bomb was lobbed in front of 
security.  Rebellious fans began chanting for the band 
and stamping their feet.  
	The band would not begin playing until 7 p.m.
	Mule, whose firm, EMI, handled security at all 
the fair concerts, said he would have preferred 
opening the doors one hour early instead of two 
hours early.  
	"You know the people are already there," said 
Mule, who has been doing concert security for seven 
years.  "You know they are going to get in quick.  It 
gives them a lot less time to sit in there and make a 
ruckus."   
	"What a bunch of crazy mother f_____!"  yelled 
Billie Joe, 22, oldest member and lead singer for the 
punk rock trio, as his band took the stage.
	Fans began being boosted up on top of the sea 
of people.  They were passed horizontally around the 
floor aimlessly by the crowd.  Their direction was 
determined by the hands on which they rode.  
	The bodysurfers ended their journeys when 
either he were swallowed by the crowd or surfed 
over the barricade in front of the stage.
	Mule said when the surfers come over the 
barricade, security tries to catch them to make sure 
they don't hit themselves on the stage or the ground.  
The surfers are then returned back into the crowd 
from the sides of the stage.
	"Some shows you're a little less tolerant," he 
added.  "Some shows it's no big deal.  
	"As long as they are not trying to hurt anybody 
you can let them come over the barricade as many 
times as they want.  They are paying to have a good 
time."

Dangerous behavior
	Mosh pits are acknowledged as dangerous.
	Gravatt, who books events for Mesa 
Amphitheater, said, "There is a potential (for injury), 
absolutely," she said.  "That's why the promoter 
books an ambulance to every show." 
	Charlie Smith, director of field operations for 
Southwest Ambulance, said anytime a concert has a 
mosh pit it presents a real problem.
	"I think they are stupid," Smith said.
	He said the majority of people attending mosh 
pit shows are children under the age of 17, usually 
unaccompanied by an adult.  Smith said when a child 
gets injured the paramedics have trouble finding 
identification on the patient to notify his or her 
parents.  He said they then have to transport the 
patient to a hospital.
	Smith said typically injuries at mosh pit 
concerts include head injuries, broken ribs, broken 
arms, broken legs and heat exhaustion. 
 	At the Green Day concert paramedics treated 
37 patients and transported five to a local hospital.
	"My recommendation is to have the parents go 
to these shows to see the types of activities that go 
on before they allow their children to attend," Smith 
said.
	Rea said the majority of kids are not there to 
hurt each other but "unfortunately there are injuries.  
It is a dangerous behavior."
	Mule said there has been a violent trend in 
concerts dating back to punk movement of the late 
1970s.
	"There's always that certain element, kids full 
of testosterone. That want to run around and beat 
people up," he said.  "It's fun.  
	"There's always going to be that trend in music.  
There's always going to be that segment of the 
population that wants to do that."
	Rea said there is little anyone can do to solve 
the problems at general admission concerts.
	"The problem is the bands have gotten a little 
more volatile," he said.  "The crowds have gotten a 
little more excitable.  
	"There's not much you can do about it."

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ASU nursing students offer hope to Arizona's poor women, families

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* By Alpha Sanchez *

	Aracely Calderon sat on a metal folding 
chair, waiting quietly for an ASU nursing student 
to wrap an inflatable cuff around her arm to 
check her blood pressure.
	"Como esta. Hablas Ingles?" the student 
asked. 
	Calderon, wearing a flowered shirt and 
blue jeans, smiled and shook her head no.  She 
did not speak English.
	The nursing student checked her blood 
pressure, then sent her on her way to a free 
medical exam sponsored by Maricopa County 
Health Department; Companeros en la Salud 
(Partners in the Health), an ASU Hispanic health 
advocate group; and ASU's nursing program.
	For Calderon, it was a rare occasion in her 
29 years.  Like most poor Hispanic immigrants, 
she rarely seeks health care.
	"They (Hispanic immigrants) have low 
incomes," said Santos Vega, director of the 
Community Documentation Program for the 
Hispanic Research Center at ASU.
	"They hesitate to go to the health facilities 
because it is going to incur the expenditure of 
money."
	Felipe Castro, an associate professor of 
psychology at ASU and director for the Hispanic 
Research Center, said that the annual income for 
Hispanic families is not much above the poverty 
line.
	"The average income for a Mexican-
American family is $21,000," he said. "It is not 
much above the the poverty line of $15,000 for a 
full family of four.		
	"The uninsured have no recourse at all. If 
they get sick, they have to pay for medical 
treatment with their own money. The money 
needed to pay for health care will compromise 
what they have to live on."

Turning to ASU
	 Some of these people ultimately turn to 
Companeros en la Salud and the nursing program 
at ASU.
	Companeros is funded by a grant by the 
National Cancer Institute.  It works with ASU's 
nursing school to coordinate and provide health 
services to low-income families.
	The program helps the families, while the 
ASU students get experience working in a 
multicultural setting.
	On one recent Saturday at St. Martin de 
Porres Church in south Phoenix, Companeros 
gave free eye and hearing exams, free 
immunizations and low cost flu shots.
	Heriberto and Rosa Gonzales, a middle-
aged couple from south Phoenix with four 
children, went to the health fair to get their 
hearing checked.  	
	 Speaking through an interpreter, 
Heriberto said his family doesn't have medical 
insurance and can't afford to go to the doctor 
because it is too expensive.
	Heriberto, 43, an upholsterer, said his job 
does not offer him any kind of insurance 
coverage.

Families have no insurance
	Jose Canales, a 37-year-old car painter, 
said through an interpreter that he came to the 
health fair to get his family's hearing checked. 
He said he hopes his new job will provide him 
and his family the insurance they need.
	He added that the only way his son can get 
medical treatment is through school health 
checkups. 
	Castro said 35 percent of the Hispanic 
population is uninsured.  Calderon, speaking 
through an interpreter, said she attended the 
clinic because she did not have enough money to 
go to health clinics and she was uninsured.
	She is typical. Dura Jones, a 58-year-old 
single woman, said that she has seen a doctor 
twice in her 15 years of living in the United 
States.
	Trying to explain in English, she said she 
has no income and no insurance.
	Jones, a native of Bolivia, said she is poor, 
but has too many personal belongings to be 
considered poor by the government. 	
	Migrant workers fare worse.
	Santos said that farm workers that migrate 
to Arizona  "are paid by the piece (picking 
produce). They might work all day and make 
only $30. Some work is seasonal. Then they have 
to go to California to follow the crops. It's a hard 
life."
	Arizona's version of Medicaid, the Arizona 
Health Care Cost Containment System (AHCCCS), 
the state government health agency for the 
needy, often cannot help.
	In the past, AHCCCS did provide health 
care for the immigrants, but Gov. Fife Symington 
last year requested that the agency cut its costs.
	As a result, the Arizona Legislature told 
AHCCCS to tighten its belt and its requirements.
	AHCCCS now requires an immigrant family 
to be documented and have an annual income of 
$3,200 to be eligible for health care.
	For the undocumented workers, the 
requirements hit harder.
	"The states do not want to pay for 
undocumented aliens," Castro said. "There is a 
backlash."
	He was referring to the growing sentiment 
that American people and the government do 
not feel obligated to pay for basic medical 
coverage for Hispanic immigrants.
	"The sentiment is that immigrants are 
taking up the resources entitled to the members 
of the regular population," Castro said. "This 
immigrant bashing involves people thinking that 
immigrants are freeloading off the state."
	In the California midterm elections in 
November,  voters  approved Proposition 187, a 
mandate to prohibit illegal aliens from getting a 
public education and public health care.
	The provision also requires public officials 
to report the illegal immigrants to immigration 
authorities.
	"Que malo  (It's bad)," Jones said angrily 
about Proposition 187, which is still to be tested 
in the courts.
	"It is undemocratic, and the government is 
frustrated so they go for the undocumented. This 
is an immigrant country."

A cultural barrier
	Money is not the only issue. A cultural 
barrier also stands between health care and 
Hispanics.
	"When they come in they feel anxious," 
said Dr. Michael Loebell, chief oncologist for 
Maricopa County Hospital. "Sometimes they don't 
come because they are afraid."
	Going for health checkups can be a 
frightening experience for many Hispanic 
patients.
	"When they visit the health facilities, it 
becomes a traumatic experience because it is not 
an ongoing thing in their lives," said Santos. 
"They feel it is difficult to see the doctors."
	Kathryn Coe, director for Companeros en la 
Salud, said she was seeing some cases where 50- 
to 60-year-old women would come in for a 
medical exam for the first time in their lives.
	Language barriers also play a role in the 
neglect of health care.
	Murray Rosenthal, a nursing student from 
ASU who worked at one of the clinics, said, 
"Think of the frustration it is for the people to 
communicate with us. A person can try to 
communicate he or she has stomach pains, but in 
reality, it could be something else."
	Castro said that the lower-income, Spanish-
speaking person, particularly a woman, might 
not even know the importance of a medical 
checkup.
	"On average, we see immigrant women less 
knowledgeable about the importance of health 
checkups," he said. 
	Hispanics also shun health care for fear of 
drawing attention to themselves, particularly if 
they are undocumented.

The alternatives
	Calderon stepped into a lobby of Marcos De 
Niza Community Center in south Phoenix.
	Inside the room, three tables were set up 
with information on cervical breast cancer, diet 
tips and breast exams.
	Adjoining the room were three separate 
examining rooms for medical checkups for the 
women.
	Calderon was greeted by a translator and a 
nurse.
	On this day, Compa–eros gave a cancer 
clinic for the needy Hispanic women.
	"One thing interesting about the Hispanic 
community is when cancer is detected, it is too 
late," Coe said. "It is different because other 
people have access to health care."
	"The problem with Latina women is that 
when detection occurs, the cancer is spread to a 
more deadly stage," said Castro. "When the 
cancer is spread, the prognosis is poorer."
	Aside from cases of cervical and breast 
cancer, other ailments surface.
	"When we are getting the pap smears back, 
we are finding a lot of problems," said Coe.
	She said that in 40 percent of the cases, 
nurses found heart murmurs, sexually 
transmitted diseases and tuberculosis.
	In this session, ASU student nurses, with 
the assistance of translators, provided a physical 
exam, which included:	
	After their examination in the clinics, 
Castro said that the women usually don't follow 
up on their medical exam.
	"There is a concern that the low-income 
women would be less compliant about following 
up on checkups from the diseases," he said. 
"Most of the lower acculturated Hispanic women 
feel that cancer is a fatal and incurable disease."
	Even though it is a new experience for 
some of the Hispanic women, they get used to 
the procedures.	
	"Hispanic women feel a little nervous," said 
Lois Henderson, a graduate student in nursing. 
"But they are more cooperative and real 
appreciative.
	"In general they are more modest."
	Besides the medical checkups, the clinic 
tries to preach the importance of  health care 
and prevention.
	Around one of the tables labeled 
"Realidads Acorca Del Cancer Cervial (realities of 
cervical cancer)," six women sat in chairs in a  
semi-circle and listened to a volunteer lecture 
about cervical cancer.
	 They all listened intently as the health 
lecturer flipped through diagrams and factoids 
on what to look for and the facts and fallacies of 
the disease.
	In another table, a few women were 
running their hands over  models of a female 
breast to learn the intricacies of self-breast 
examinations.
	"Seventy-eight percent of the breast cancer 
are found by the women examining themselves 
without the use of mammograms," Coe said. "We 
teach them the special technique."
	Although empty, a table was set up to 
teach women the importance of a healthy diet.
	"We have classes that show them how to 
fry foods without the lard,"  said Coe.
	One of the doors opened and Calderon 
steeped out with one of the nurses and 
translator.
	She was urged to sit in on the cervical 
cancer seminar and she did so shyly.
	Eventually,  she was listening intently.
	Around Calderon, other Hispanic women 
were sitting quietly, looking at the diagrams and 
charts concerning cervical cancer.
	Her eyes squinted as the lecturer passed 
on information that could possibly save her life.
	Soon her time at the clinic had finished and 
a new group of Hispanic women walked in the 
door. With a help of a translator, Calderon said it 
is important to have more health fairs. She said 
she has learned much about her health.

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On the road:

A veteran, poet and Wildflower

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 *By Kennes Bolig *
	
	There is no typical day in the lives of 
Tempe transients. They wake up, take leave of 
their "squat" and maybe "dumpster dive" in 
search of meal. After that, their day is a blank 
slate.
	No two transients are the same. They left 
home for a variety of reasons. Some chose to 
leave. Others were thrown or forced out.
	Transients are neither faceless nor 
nameless, and each has a story to tell.

Leo: 'always at home'
	Leo, a thin man in a T-shirt and shorts, 
casually sat at the Coffee Plantation on Mill 
Avenue, his backpack containing his beaded 
artworks perched on the table.
	Leo said he is 182 in "dog years." He said 
he has been on and off the streets for about six 
years.
	Leo said that, as a transient, he would like 
to redefine the word as viewed by the majority 
of society.
	"Houseless and homeless are different," he 
said. "A 'homeless' transient living on the same 
strip of beach for years is more a part of the 
community than the just-moved-in yuppies 
telling the police to get rid of him. If you are 
part of a community, you are always at home."
	Leo also said he sees everyone as a 
transient.
	"You could say my soul is a transient in my 
body, " he added.  He went on to say that if 
someone does not buy into what is considered 
standard behavior, then he is seen as a reject of 
society even though the United States was 
founded by people who adefied what were not 
considered standard.
	"It is nice to know this country was 
founded by people who left the comforts of 
Europe to come to a new world," he said. 
"America was based on the transientÐthe 
traveler. Now, people get trapped and oppressed 
by a system of having to get a job, having to do 
this, having to do that, but as soon as we decide 
not to feed into the system, we become an 
outcast."
	
Keith: the poet
	Keith is a 25-year-old and is a transient 
who sometimes lives in the Tempe area. He can 
often be found sitting at the Coffee Plantation, 
drinking coffee and either reading a book or 
scribbling down poetry on a pad of paper. He is 
clean-cut and studious, but he sleeps under an 
abandoned mattress propped against an 
apartment building.
	"I joked that I was a college student for 
Halloween," Keith laughed, looking through his 
wire-rimmed glasses.
	Keith spent his childhood in Santa Anna, 
Calif., with his adopted family. His first trip 
stretched from there to West Palm Beach, Fla. He 
had decided to visit his biological mother. His 
second trip took him to Harlington, Texas, where 
he and his biological father, who he had not seen 
in more than 18 years, ordered pizza, drank beer 
and "smoked out." From there, he began his life 
as a transient.
	"After seeing my father, I wanted to go to 
Salem, Mass., because I heard that if you fall in 
love with a witch, she does not let you fall in 
love with anyone else," Keith said. "I never made 
it. I kind of got sidetracked by a Grateful Dead 
concert."
	Keith said he has covered more than 
90,000 miles and been to every state, excluding 
Alaska. He has traveled to Canada, Mexico and 
even Jamaica. He said he got there after 
allegedly trading two sheets of LSD for passage 
on a ship.
	Keith's great love is poetry. He said he 
trades his poetic works for things such as coffee, 
cigarettes and, "once in awhile," money.
	"I take pride in myself for being able to do 
what everyone else does, only without a home," 
he said.
	Keith is easy-going and calm. Everything 
he does, down to riding his bicycle, is a reflection 
of his life. One day, he was riding his bike with a 
companion, who is not homeless. As they 
approached a traffic light, the companion raced 
up to the intersection and sat impatiently, 
waiting for the light to change.
	Keith pedaled slowly behind her, taking his 
time by weaving back and forth. When he finally 
reached the light, it turned green. He just 
laughed and said to his companion, "I don't like 
my feet to touch the ground."

Sia: 'It's all about love'
	Sia said he has been on the road for about 
five  months and has learned more in that time 
than in the previous 18 years of his life.
	Sia, like Leo, wants to change society's 
view of the transient.
	"It is not about being a bum and smoking 
all the pot you can," he said. "If you see someone 
on the streets and you want to make his day, 
just smile at him. It's all about love and 
kindness."
	Sia said that he has gained many surviving 
skills from being on the streets.
	"If I lost all my money today, I would 
know how to survive," he said. "You don't know 
how much you have until you have nothing."

Tom: the veteran
	A toothbrush was hidden in a front shirt 
pocket under the tattered Army jacket of Tom, a 
52-year-old U.S. Army veteran with long gray 
hair and a course beard. A briefcase sat at his 
side.
	As he spoke, he slowly rotated a dull bullet 
between his strong fingers.
	Tom said he has been on the road since he 
left the Army at age 20.
	"I never considered having a roof over my 
head," he said.
	In the midst of a conversation about lost 
loves and religious disputes, Tom described 
transients as "guys who do not live with their 
mothers and who think it is idiotic that bullets 
are legal and marijuana is not."

Richard: 'shut out of the system'
	Richard, 24, has been on the streets for two 
years. Unlike many of his fellow transients, he 
said he did not choose to live a life on the road.
	"I was shut out of the system," Richard 
said. "I was alienated from getting any credit 
because I owed a lot of money from my partying 
days. I was unable to get an apartment."
	Richard added that for every "two steps 
forward" he moves "three steps back."
	"I used to spend my days where I knew I 
could find food," he said. "Your self-esteem gets 
less and less from asking people for things."
	Richard, however, has not given up.
	"I have two jobs right now," he said. "My 
goal is to one day buy a house."

Wildflower and Margret: homeless women
	As she sat rolling her cigarette, her blond 
dreadlocks falling in her face, Wildflower fondly 
talked about life on the road. She is 22 and lives 
in Mother, her van. She hit the road when some 
people she met on a march turned her onto the 
lifestyle. She said she "fell right into it."
	"You get an extreme sense of love, almost a 
constant surrounding," she added. "You also get 
a sense of self-worth. You feel really good about 
yourself."
	A newcomer to Tempe is Margret. The 19-
year-old from Wisconsin said she left college 
after two years to avoid falling into the "trap" of 
the routine life of "high school, college, graduate 
school and, finally, a family."
	With her violin case at her side, Margret 
looks like a college student spending her lunch 
break with some friends on Mill Avenue, but she 
said she is actually "searching for a community 
where" she "could find love."
	Margret, like Richard, said she plans on 
returning to "normal" society one day and going 
back to school.
	"I plan on taking the lessons I have 
learned back into society with me," she said.
	Free from the "constraints of society," 
Margret said she has learned a great deal from 
living as a transient. Before jaunting off to play 
her violin with some just-made friends, Margret 
said she found the life-style to be " very 
empowering as a woman."
	"Many women do not know who they are 
as women," she said. " When I was young, I was 
a tomboy. I would hide everything feminine 
about myself. I am slowly realizing that it is 
good to be a woman. It is beautiful."

Sunshine: out since 12
	Sunshine first left home when she was 12. 
That was six years ago. 
	She looked no older than 13 in a sweater 
and a thin, ankle length skirt, her head crowned 
by her blond hair. She was barefoot. 
	Sunshine happily explained why she wants 
to be on the road. "I just do not want to fill my 
life with things I am not interested in."
	Her playful stories were reminders of her 
age.
	"The other day I ran into these two girls 
who I knew in high school," she said. "They had 
known I had been on the streets and always 
talked about me. When they saw me, they were 
shocked. I just ran up to them and gave them 
huge hugs and told them how glad I was to see 
them. They didn't know what to say. I know 
they were just thinking, 'Oh, she is so dirty.'"
	Sunshine laughed.
	Her attention was diverted to a man who 
asked her how her friend, who had been sick, 
was doing. Sunshine stopped laughing.
	"Not good," she said.	

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