Forms of Communication

1. Forms of Communication

2. Final Exam • Your final exam will ask you to argue what moral responsibility a person has in the world and how can this best be communicated. • Take notes for you will have to use at least two prior examples in your paper of how ideas are communicated and how various forms can be effective.

3. Communication • There are many ways to communicate information to people. • Most forms are attempting to make a point – in any way about anything. • Most forms hit on peoples’ emotions or appeal to emotions in some way. • Many forms of communication aim at awareness.

4. Emotional Response • Very persuasive • Whether a person is trying to inform or persuade – emotional involvement is important • The best way to appeal to emotions is up to you. Audience involvement is hard to measure and hard to prove in a paper – but that does not mean that people do not attempt it when getting a message out.

5. Ways to communicate - Stories • Someone tells you the story or you read it • Basic form – can be influenced by how much the teller is known or respected • Further influenced by the words or information the speaker uses and even how the speaker uses the information • A lot of information is fed through shock or revelation of a secret – GM Street Car Scandal

6. Ways to Communicate • Content needs to be well thought out and the word usage should be appropriate. • Statistics should be researched and able to be checked – not biased in some way/The Rape of Nanking • Some claims can be biased – Look at The Common Core and the Rankings of students in the US compared to other countries

7. Tributes • Tributes or life stories can also be an effective form of communicating and persuading • Some serve as inspiration – Brian’s Song • The inspiration can be didactic or it can be subtle • Communicating ideas is a way to inspire people

8. Ways to communicate - Cause • There are many ways to communicate the belief in anything • Some negative, some positive, some extremely manipulative • Viral videos – Joseph Koney • Wristbands • Signs • Social media sites • T-shirts • Songs • Stories • Movies

9. Wristbands

10. Signs

11. Signs

12. But signs can be used by anyone

13. StickersSticker Shock

14. Ribbons

15. Appeal • Visual – many I have shown including movies • Auditory – songs – we will look at and listen to a lot • Knowledge of issue also affects the communication • Knowledge of the speaker – trust, respect

16. Songs • Story – Apartheid South Africa • Steven Biko was a young man who was protesting the government and he was arrested. Peter Gabriel – very involved in human rights issues – turned it into a song with the story behind it. • How much impact did that have on you? – Write it down

17. Biko - Lyrics • September '77 • Port Elizabeth weather fine • It was business as usual • In police room 619 • Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko • Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko • YihlaMoja, YihlaMoja • -The man is dead • When I try to sleep at night • I can only dream in red • The outside world is black and white • With only one colour dead • Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko • Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko • YihlaMoja, YihlaMoja • -The man is dead • You can blow out a candle • But you can't blow out a fire • Once the flames begin to catch • The wind will blow it higher • Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko • YihlaMoja, YihlaMoja • -The man is dead • And the eyes of the world are • watching now • watching now

18. Write • What more did you learn from the song? Write down at least one thing you can gain from the lyrics. • Does the song have more of an impact than the story? • Why?

19. The Troubles • From the 1960s to some say 1998 – 3,500 people have been killed in the fight for freedom from England in Ireland. • The Troubles are not strictly religious – they stem from the centuries old conflict between Irish Catholics and Protestants. The political parties involved in the troubles happen to mainly be divided not just politically but religiously.

20. 1998 • A peace agreement but there have been more instances. • Belfast is the hotseat of the conflicts – although the Troubles spilled over into Britain and other parts of the world. • The IRA is a part of the Troubles. • 2001 – A Catholic girl on her way to school was pelted with stones

21. Results • People in Belfast check under their cars to this day • There are no garbage cans or bathrooms in the London Underground • Belfast is divided into Protestant and Catholic areas and many towns in Northern Ireland still look like war zones

22. The Troubles in Ireland • Sunday Bloody Sunday – In Derry – British troops opened fire on citizens who were protesting imprisonment without trial. • U2 have many political songs another is “New Year’s Day” • Knowing the facts – analyze how the knowledge makes you feel so far. • After each song make sure you write the title of the song and how what you know changed or whether the song made a greater impact.

23. “Sunday Bloody Sunday” • Oh, I can't close my eyes • And make it go away • How long... • How long must we sing this song • How long, how long... • 'cause tonight...we can be as one • Tonight... • Broken bottles under children's feet • Bodies strewn across the dead end street • But I won't heed the battle call • It puts my back up • Puts my back up against the wall • Sunday, Bloody Sunday • Sunday, Bloody Sunday • Sunday, Bloody Sunday • And the battle's just begun • There's many lost, but tell me who has won • The trench is dug within our hearts • And mothers, children, brothers, sisters • Torn apart • Sunday, Bloody Sunday • Sunday, Bloody Sunday • How long... • How long must we sing this song • How long, how long... • 'cause tonight...we can be as one • Tonight...tonight... • Sunday, Bloody Sunday • Sunday, Bloody Sunday • Wipe the tears from your eyes • Wipe your tears away • Oh, wipe your tears away • Oh, wipe your tears away • (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) • Oh, wipe your blood shot eyes • (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) • Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) • Sunday, Bloody Sunday (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) • And it's true we are immune • When fact is fiction and TV reality • And today the millions cry • We eat and drink while tomorrow they die • (Sunday, Bloody Sunday) • The real battle just begun • To claim the victory Jesus won • On... • Sunday Bloody Sunday • Sunday Bloody Sunday...

24. “Zombie” • Another head hangs lowly, • Child is slowly taken. • And the violence caused such silence. • Who are we mistaken? • But you see, it's not me, it's not my family. • In your head, in your head they are fighting, • With their tanks and their bombs, • And their bombs and their guns. • In your head, in your head, they are crying... • In your head, in your head, • Zombie, zombie, zombie, • Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head, • In your head, • Zombie, zombie, zombie? • Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, dou, dou, dou, dou, dou... • Another mother's breakin' • Heart is taking over • When the violence causes silence, • We must be mistaken. • It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen. • In your head, in your head they're still fighting, • With their tanks and their bombs, • And their bombs and their guns. • In your head, in your head, they are dying... • In your head, in your head, • Zombie, zombie, zombie, • Hey, hey, hey. What's in your head, • In your head, • Zombie, zombie, zombie? • Hey, hey, hey, hey, oh, oh, oh, • Oh, oh, oh, oh, hey, oh, ya, ya-a...

25. “Belfast Child” • When my love said to me, • Meet me down by the gallow tree. • For it's sad news I bring, • About this old town and all that it's offering. • Some say troubles abound, • Some day soon they're gonna pull the old town down. • One day we'll return here, • When the Belfast Child sings again • Brothers, sisters, where are you now? • As I look for you right through the crowd. • All my life here I've spent, • With my faith in God the Church and the Government. • But there's sadness abound, • Some day soon they're gonna pull the old town down. • One day we'll return here, • When the Belfast Child sings again, • When the Belfast Child sings again • So come back Billy, won't you come on home? • Come back Mary, you've been away so long. • The streets are empty, and your mother's gone. • The girls are crying, it's been oh so long. • And your father's calling, come on home. • Won't you come on home, won't you come on home? • Come back people, you've been gone a while, • And the war is raging, through the Emerald Isle. • That's flesh and blood man, that's flesh and blood, • All the girls are crying but all's not lost. • The streets are empty, the streets are cold. • Won't you come on home, won't you come on home? • The streets are empty, • Life goes on. • One day we'll return here, • When the Belfast Child sings again, • When the Belfast Child sings again.

26. Ballads • Ballads are another way to appeal and inform • A ballad is a song that is a story • Usually tells about characters – contains a conflict behind it and can be a form of protest or awareness • With the ballads – write down what you learned from the lyrics and listening to the song. How are do they appeal emotionally

27. “Pretty Boy Floyd” • After John Dillinger was shot, Public enemy number 1 was Pretty Boy Floyd – he was a Robin Hood type outlaw during the depression. • Woody Guthrie who wrote many protest songs about the Great Depression wrote and recorded “Pretty Boy Floyd”

28. “Pretty Boy Floyd” • Well gather round children, a story I will tell • About Pretty Boy Floyd the outlaw, Oklahoma knew him well • Was in the town of Shawnee on a Saturday afternoon • His wife beside him in a wagon as into town they rode • And along come a deputy sheriff in a manner rather rude • Using vulgar words of language and his wife she overheard • And Pretty Boy Floyd grabbed a long chain, and the deputy grabbed a gun • And in the fight that followed, he laid that deputy down • Then he ran through the trees and bushes and lived a life of shame • Every crime in Oklahoma was added to his name • He ran through trees and bushes on the Canadian River shore • And many a starving farmer opened up his door • It was in Oklahoma City, It was on a Christmas Day • A whole carload of groceries and a letter that did say • Well you say that I'm an outlaw, you say that I'm a thief • Well, here's a Christmas dinner for the families on relief • As through this life you travel, you meet some funny men • Some rob you with a six-gun, some with a fountain pen • As through this life you ramble, as through this life you roam • You'll never see an outlaw take a family from their home

29. “Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald” • The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down • Of the big lake they call GitcheGumee • The lake, it is said, never gives up her dead • When the skies of November turn gloomy • With a load of iron ore twenty-six thousand tons more • Than the Edmund Fitzgerald weighed empty • That good ship and true was a bone to be chewed • When the gales of November came early • The ship was the pride of the American side • Coming back from some mill in Wisconsin • As the big freighters go, it was bigger than most • With a crew and good captain well seasoned • Concluding some terms with a couple of steel firms • When they left fully loaded for Cleveland • Then later that night when the ship's bell rang • Could it be the north wind they'd been feelin'?

30. The wind in the wires made a tattle-tale sound • When the wave broke over the railing • And every man knew, as the captain did too • 'Twas the witch of November come stealin' • The dawn came late and the breakfast had to wait • When the gales of November came slashin' • When afternoon came it was freezing rain • In the face of a hurricane west wind • When suppertime came, the old cook came on deck • Sayin' "Fellas, it's too rough to feed ya" • At seven PM a main hatchway caved in • He said, "Fellas, it's been good to know ya" • The captain wired in he had water comin' in • And the good ship and crew was in peril • And later that night when his lights went out of sight • Came the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald • Does anyone know where the love of God goes • When the waves turn the minutes to hours? • The searchers all say they'd have made Whitefish Bay • If they'd put fifteen more miles behind her • They might have split up or they might have capsized • They may have broke deep and took water • And all that remains is the faces and the names • Of the wives and the sons and the daughters • Lake Huron rolls, Superior sings • In the rooms of her ice-water mansion • Old Michigan steams like a young man's dreams • The islands and bays are for sportsmen • And farther below, Lake Ontario • Takes in what Lake Erie can send her • And the iron boats go as the mariners all know • With the gales of November remembered • In a musty old hall in Detroit they prayed • In the Maritime Sailors' Cathedral • The church bell chimed 'til it rang twenty-nine times • For each man on the Edmund Fitzgerald • The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down • Of the big lake they call GitcheGumee • Superior, they said, never gives up her dead • When the gales of November come early

31. “Waltzing Matilda” • When I was a young man I carried my pack
And I lived the free life of a rover
From the Murrays green basin to the dusty outback
I waltzed my Matilda all over
Then in nineteen fifteen my country said Son
It's time to stop rambling 'cause there's work to be done
So they gave me a tin hat and they gave me a gun
And they sent me away to the war
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As we sailed away from the quay
And amidst all the tears and the shouts and the cheers
We sailed off to Gallipoli • How well I remember that terrible day
How the blood stained the sand and the water • And how in that hell that they called Suvla Bay
We were butchered like lambs at the slaughter
Johnny Turk he was ready, he primed himself well
He chased us with bullets, he rained us with shells
And in five minutes flat he'd blown us all to hell
Nearly blew us right back to Australia
But the band played Waltzing Matilda
As we stopped to bury our slain
We buried ours and the Turks buried theirs
Then we started all over again • Now those that were left, well we tried to survive
In a mad world of blood, death and fire
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
But around me the corpses piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over tit
And when I woke up in my hospital bed
And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead
Never knew there were worse things than dying
For no more I'll go waltzing Matilda
All around the green bush far and near
For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs two legs
No more waltzing Matilda for me

32. Now those that were left, well we tried to survive
In a mad world of blood, death and fire
And for ten weary weeks I kept myself alive
But around me the corpses piled higher
Then a big Turkish shell knocked me arse over tit
And when I woke up in my hospital bed
And saw what it had done, I wished I was dead
Never knew there were worse things than dying
For no more I'll go waltzing Matilda
All around the green bush far and near
For to hump tent and pegs, a man needs two legs
No more waltzing Matilda for me • So they collected the cripples, the wounded, the maimed
And they shipped us back home to Australia
The armless, the legless, the blind, the insane
Those proud wounded heroes of Suvla
And as our ship pulled into Circular Quay
I looked at the place where my legs used to be
And thank Christ there was nobody waiting for me
To grieve and to mourn and to pity
And the band played Waltzing Matilda
As they carried us down the gangway
But nobody cheered, they just stood and stared
Then turned all their faces away

33. And now every April I sit on my porch
And I watch the parade pass before me
And I watch my old comrades, how proudly they march
Reliving old dreams of past glory
And the old men march slowly, all bent, stiff and sore
The forgotten heroes from a forgotten war
And the young people ask, "What are they marching for?"
And I ask myself the same question
And the band plays Waltzing Matilda
And the old men answer to the call
But year after year their numbers get fewer
Some day no one will march there at all • Waltzing Matilda, Waltzing Matilda
Who'll come a waltzing Matilda with me
And their ghosts may be heard as you pass the Billabong
Who'll come-a-waltzing Matilda with me?