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urns coffee,

At its meeting monday afternoon, the campus center board finalized its recommendations to admin president Howard Petch, rang the death knell for liberation lunch and decided upon the ownership of a malfunctioning coffee urn. The urn had been ordered by Dave Rees-Thomas, initiator and proprietor of the original lunch counter. In September when the food services coffeeshop re-opened, Dave felt he had finished his task and turned the show over to Orientation volunteers.

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With it went $65, intended specifically for the urn. It is to be used to provide coffee at cost in the campus center. Gary Tyrrell, spokesman for the present cast of volunteers, suggested that liberation lunch had been an ongoing thing, and that the urn should be considered one of the assets of the counter if and when the counter went bankrupt and creditors appeared. It was decided that, because both parties in the dispute wanted the coffee available, that the urn

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_ would be activated by the information desk. The board also reviewed a letter of recommendations to Petch. Proposals include additional janitorial service, separate budgeting for furniture and furnishings repair and replacement, additional turnkeys for the days when drunks wallow in abundance and destruction of property tends towards the ridiculous. In turn, the board will exercise tighter control on the guests and usage of areas in the build-

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ing. The board will send some of its members to Petch to support the report, and argue for its acdeptance. To clear up an old problem, the secretary for the campus center read a list of complaints about the lunch counter she had heard from students, faculty and staff. Other board members also added to the impressive list until it became apparent that as well as offering a service to the students, the lunch counter was providing a great disservice. They had not yet met the pro-

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for Pet& vincial regulations governing food premises which the board had asked them to do a month earlier, After a lengthy discussion, the board decided that it would give liberation lunch until january fifth to try to free itself from its $700 debt, and wind up its affairs. , It was also suggested that the board attempt to use the lunch counter sales as evidence to have the campus center coffeeshop open for extended hours, hopefully by 5 january 1970.

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The south campus of the university of Waterloo will reach its saturation point in 1975. The administration reported to the provincial government committ,ee on university affairs tuesday that enrolment will level off at about 14,000 students. Undergraduate engineering architecture, phys-ed, coop sceincec and optometry have all reached freshmen quotas. The 1969 firstyear arts enrolment of 745 will be the quota for next year. Administration , president Howard Petch said other units will not reach quotas until 1972 or later. Petch told the committee that he was “surprised at the number of transfers from community colleges. ’ ’ The ability to transfer from a college of applied arts and technology to university has been a central issue among community college students since the CAATs were started. Many here expressed the fear that CAAT education wa$ terminal and only an extended streaming method. Waterloo is one of the few universities that will take CAAT transfers ; however, there was no discussion about how the curb on expansion will affect the transferability of CAAT students. Academic vicepresident Jay Minas outlined a tentative proposal for a teacher education program to start in 1970. The department of education is planning the integration of teacher training with university education. The Waterloo proposal calls for the integration of teacher training with other programs, rather than a separate teachers’ The co-op teaching college. program would lead to the equivalent of a general degree. The committee felt that the university should consult with the department of education, and

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pointed out that the province’s plans will not be advanced enough by the autumn of 1970 to give the go ahead to teacher training. Considerable discussion centered on capital financing. Members of the Waterloo administration’s delegation expressed the feeling that physical facilities are presently quite inadequate, and that bigger capital grants will be necessary to meet the university’s needs. Particular concern was expressed regarding the development of the north campus. TO date, the province has not given any go-ahead to building a new campus, and the administration feels that it needs at least five years’ notice. The committee members concluded that future students can expect competition for entrance to uniwat because of shelving north campus plans. The committee also told the Waterloo administration there will be no action yet on an optometry building, since optometry falls under health-sciences, where policies are currently under review. Petch stated he feared that the universities would not be able to meet increasing needs in the future. “What we really want is an assurance that you’re really doing adequate planning,” he told the committee.” Perhaps you are, but we’d like to know about it.” The committee on university affairs, chaired by former uniwat engineering dean Doag Wright who is currently on leave of absence from uniwat, is a provincial body advisory to the department of university affairs. It was meeting at University of Western Ontario this week to receive reports from the universities in the area.

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OTTAWA (CUP)-Carleton university women will vote soon on whether beauty contests should be abolished on that campus. Only women will be allowed to vote in the referendum, approved by the Carleton student council tuesday. As yet no date has been set for the balloting. Representatives of the Carleton women’s liberation group

contests

told the council beauty queen contests were like commodity contests, “there is little difference in judging cheddar cheese and judging women ,” said one girl in the audience. “It is degrading to women,” “It is the image of women that people get because of these contests that is oppressive, ” said another speaker.

If you can’t convince them: confuse them. If the lettermen haven’t given up yet, they will soon. “No male chauvinist can resist me,” said lovely Louise Silcox, the Chevron staffs entry in the Miss warrior contest and surq winner for Miss Canadian university queen.

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l An appeal to central and housing to defer until the college is on financial footing. This depends entirely on the of the federal government.

TORONTO (CUP)-Rochdale college-Canada’s only studentrun co-operative university-is in financial trouble, but the patient is expected to survive. The college’s failure to make its november mortgage payment touched off speculation in Toronto that the 18-storey college on Bloor street would be sold, perhaps to the university of Toronto. But Rochdale sources say two other alternatives are open : l A $1,500,000 refinancing operation as suggested by the 12-man governing council :

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and made solid arrangements with others expected to pay when their student loans or Canada council grants come through. Meanwhile the present administration has managed to pay off all other outstanding debts, including ones incurred in the first months of last year.

The latest financial crisis in the’ one-and-a-half-year-old 4 experiment was sparked by a slowdown in rent collection, and an occupancy rate of only 84 percenttoo low to cover the costs.

The college receives no government subsidies, even though it is classed as an educational institution by the Ontario government.

Rochdale has since evicted all those who wouldn’t pay their rent,

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tration order to end their strike, started September 24. SFU administration president Kenneth Strand, who ordered the suspensions, refused to hear Aberle’s evidence on the grounds that the hearing was “not a judicial decision but an administrative one. ” Aberle’s lawyer Richard Bird told a board of governors committee on the suspensions that Aberle was dropping her appeal, because some of the reasons for her suspension occurred before the beginning of the PSA strike.

BURNABY (CUP)-Anthropologist Kathleen Aberle monday abandoned an appeal on her suspension by the administration at Simon Fraser university, when a board of governors committee refused to consider her evidence about the events before the beginning of a 41-day student-faculty strike.

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is one of eight professors department of political sociology and anthropolwere suspended October they ignored an adminis-

The board later said it “did not have enough time” to hear her speak after she had dropped the appeal. The appeals of faculty-and stu: dent-elected PSA chairman Mordecai Briemberg and professor John Leggett, also suspended, are scheduled for later this week. The strike, which ended two weeks ago, was protesting administration interference in the PSA department, specifically tenure and promotions policy of a trusteeship imposed on the department by the administration last summer.

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PC’s meet An attempt by the progressive conservative club of Waterloo Lutheran university to establish a sister club at the university of Waterloo met with dismal failure at an organizational meeting last tuesday . ’\ Besides a Chevron reporter, uniwat’s total representation at the meeting was one fourth-year history student. The five members of the club’s executive, representing the club at the meeting, expressed puzzlement at this lack of response. They wondered whether they had put up enough posters and whether they had posted them in the right places to advertise the meeting. Since the history student was not present at the first of the meeting, the reporter was asked

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what his views were on the success of the establishment of a PC club on this campus. Traditionally, Chevron reporters attempt to refrain from participating in. meetings in order to provide fair coverage. However, the students from WLU were desperate to talk to.anyone from uniwat, and upon their insistence, he told them that they may as well forget it. The reporter explained that since this was mainly a technological institution apathy was widespread and that an increasingly large percentage of arts students tended to be left-wing. They also asked him if he was affiliated with the conservative party. His admittance of loyalty to the NDP caused them further

disbelief and concern. . At this point Glenn Carroll, head of the school of business at WLU, joined the meeting. When informed of the reporter’s views, he stated that he “found it hard to believe that nice young students entering the university could be oriented to the political left.” When the history student entered, he was heralded with a sigh of relief and the comment, “at least one person read one of our posters.” However, they weren’t reassured for long. He explained that he wasn’t affiliated with any political party in particular and his views on the possibility of setting up a progressive conservative club on this campus

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coincided with those of the reporter. He said that it was obvious that most young. people were shifting .away from the conservative party. Carroll objected, giving examples of meetings of the party which were packed by people under thirty. It was decided to make another attempt to establish a sister club at uniwat in january

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Loyola’ students MONTREAL (CUP)-Fifty Loyola college students blocked the corridors outside the office of administration president Patrick Malone for an hour wednesday, in anticipation of a canadian association of university teachers investigation into the unexplained dismissal of a physics professor .

WASHINGTON (CUPI)-The series of moratoria monthly against U.S. involvement in the war in Vietnam will continue december 12, 13 and 14, moratorium organizers said monday. But another mass rally like the one that drew 250,000 demonstrators to Washington last weekend is not planned for several months. “If the war continues, it may be necessary by spring to return to large public events,” said Sam Brown, chief spokesman for the moratorium committee. Because of examinations in december, the organizers do not expect the strong campus demonstrations that have marked the two previous moratoria. The protest will concentrate instead on leafletting, discussion sessions and other local activities.

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“Public vigils” and special church services are planned for Christmas eve, Brown said, because “traditionally Christmas has been a time when people turn their attention to ‘peace on earth’.” Meanwhile, despite remarks by U.S. attorney-general John N.

Canadian

Mitchell that the mass demonstration in Washington could not be described as “peaceful,” a pentagon spokesman said monday : “Based on the reports we have, there was no loss of life, no serious injuries and no major damage to property (during the demonstration). 7’

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TORNOTO (CUP)-A Canadian who‘ was formerly a member of the international control commission in Vietnam admitted over the weekend that he passed information to the CIA while he served on the commission, in 1958 and 1959. Brig. Donald Ketcheson said he told CIA agents about concentrations of national liberation front troops in order to correct

faulty information the U.S. intelligence agency received from the spies and from the polish and indian members of the commission. Ketcheson added that the external affairs department would have been angry if it knew “officially” that he talked to the CIA. “But they knew unofficially and looked the other way. ”

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A teach-in to mark the biafran national day of mourning will take place in the campus center thursday . Starting at 12:15pm the teachin will be attended by speakers who have personally encountered the devastation of the biafran war. Films will be shown in the evening to emphasize the necessity of some form of action to relieve innocent citizens who are suffering from the war. Over two million have died in

Moratorium

and that such an attempt would be more widely advertised. Before the meeting adjourned, Carroll explained how the conservative party is deeply committed to social goals by ,attempting to place the emphasis on the individual. Anyone interested in the clubis asked to. contact Bob McKinnell the president, at 742-9808 or Glenn Carroll at 576-8843.

No doubt the sight of the A-l serve area, such as the one near tow truck on campus has frighthe physics building. tened most people into registerIf you really want your car ing their vehicles and parking towed away, all you have to do them in the proper lot. Fear not, is park it on the ringroad, in a for the truth is the obedience to \ service area, or ignore the first the letter of the parking lot is fine you get for parking in the not always demanded of us. wrong lot in the daytime. After six in the evening you Visitors or university people who park on campus on an irreguneed not get frostbite walking onto campus from across the lar basis should obtain a temporary permit from the gate or street as long as you are careful not to get into a 24-hour reat security after nine.

Teach-in

T%e library is starting to fill up with people who are getting down to work for the end of the term. Just imagine what it’s going to be like in december. The campus center will be running a panic center for all those who want to study and those who can’t. Study rooms are available and free films will be shown evenings from november 30 to december 18.

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The purpose of the day is to create awareness of the situation among the Canadian people and hopefully to move the canadian government from a position of complicity to action. Aside from cooperation with the international red cross, the Canadian government has not taken any definite stand on the issue, nor has it taken any action to bring about a ceasefire.

sit-in “disciplinary probation” imposed for their part in a sit-in november 12 protesting the dismissal. Sit-ins have also occurred november 13 and 14 for an hour each day.

CAUT is expected to announce this week whether it will form a commission of inquiry into the dismissal of Prof. S .A. Santhanam by the Loyola administration The students hope last spring. the sit-in will show CAUT their determination to have Santhanam rehired. Wednesday five students, including student president Marcel Nouvet, were released from

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The Loyola senate meanwhile will set up a 13-man task force to study restructuring the senate with an eye to more student representation. The task force will include four professors and four students-one each from the faculties of arts, science, commerce and engineering-four senators and Malone as chairman. The senate considered yesterday a motion from one of the three student senators to add three more students to the 28man body.

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MONTREAL (CUP)--“The paper,” the Sir George Williams university evening students’ newspaper which was suspended after printing an allegedly racist cartoon, will resume publication under a new editor and a new set of rules. The conditions set out by SGWU principal J.W.O’Brien, who suspended publication november 6 under faculty and student pressure are that: l The evening students’ association will act as publisher of the newspaper and accept full responsibility fo’r its contents. l The editor of “the paper” cannot himself be a member of the ESA executive. e While allowing the editor

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freedom of expression and debate, no ESA paper can carry material that expresses prejudice based on race, color, creed or ethnic origin. Editor Wayne Gray refused an offer to resume his position, saying he didn’t want to be an editor with a muzzle on his mouth. Gray was charged with libel under the harsh SGWU discipline code by 38 faculty and students, who later withdrew the charges. O’Brien said no disciplinary action will be taken under the code. The cartoon appeared november 3 and depicted two blacksone carrying a machine gunpreparing to attend a black studies program at Sir George. 27 november

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Once again we find ourselves sitting at our typewriter with no tangible evidence that anything is really happening in the presidential search-and-destroy committee’s reality. An official source who preferred not to be referred to as an “unnamed source” said there was nothing official yet about prospects for the administration presidency visiting campus. An unofficial unnamed leak-type source said it would be a week or so until there would be an announcement. “There will be several people coming,” he leaked, “unless they decide to drop out for some reason.” We really cannot understand why the committee’s budding administration peacocks are so reluctant to come out and show their plumage. Perhaps they are waiting for the end of the rainy season-l-or maybe even the end of the politically rainy season.

* * * We have wiled away many column-inches on the subject of pro tern administrations that have rewarded themselves with permanence, but none are so interestingly parallel to uniwat’s dilemma than the one down the street at Waterloo Lutheran finishing school. Frank Peters has been administration president pro tem of that institution of higher socialization since july 1968. A presidential search committee there disbanded last week after two years without finding “another suitable candidate”. Peters said he will again serve re/uctant/y, having twice accepted one-year terms, but he stressed-like every other self-professed academic-that he wanted to return to teaching. That he will serve reluctantly was echoed by his fairy godfatherHarry Greb, president of Greb industries and chairman of WLU’s board of governors. So Peters will be admin president permanent until at least 1973. “We’re pleased he’s agreed to stay on because he has filled the position very capably,” Greb said. “It is a great relief to the board. .. we have a president of great ability and with acknowledged leadership abilities. ” While we are still speculating, we feel it is our duty to suggest to uniwat’s fairy godfather, Electrohome and Central Ontario television czar Carl Pollock, that he clip out our column for future reference if and when the powers that are decide to announce that no other suitable candidate than our friend Howie Petch has been found for the uniwat administration presidency. And while we’re being constructive, here’s another gem from’ WLU’s propaganda department-a good line for Howard to use when he has to explain why he has changed his mind: Dr. Peters was prompted in his new decision by his desire ing times ahead and to complete

THURS., NOV. 27th: 200 Mr. Starobin will speak on “Western Communism: Face to Face with Russia and China. ” (Modern Lang. Bldg. Theatre) 7:30 The Russian Festival: The Russian Clubs of Carleton, York, Toronto, Guelph, McMaster, Western, . . . and, of course, Waterloo, will contribute to the program. It will be a Terrific show, so don’t miss it! (Modern Lang. Bldg. Theatre) Admission $.50 FRIDAY, NOV. 28th: 1:00 Film: From the Russian Embassy. Either on Gorkii or Esenin. (AL No. 113) -in English - Free 4:00 Film: Grigori Chukrai’s Ballad of a Soldier. English subtitles. (EL No. 201) Admission $1.00 8100 Dance: The Russian band “Odessa” will play oldies and goldies from deep inside Mother Russia. (Carnival Room) Admission $1.50; $2.50 per couple. Tickets for any of these events can be obtained at the box office in the Mod. Lang. Bldg. Hoping to see you at the Russian Festival, THE RUSSIAN CLUB

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to the association of universities and colleges of Canada delegates affair, we offer this graffitum of the month from the wall of a uniwat bog-The lord giveth and the lord taketh away: the lord is an indian-giver.. .so is Howie Petch. We find it a little harsh to compare Howard to an indian giver-that might imply he was using racism for the s&i-politico-economic benefit of a ruling group-but he had taken to acting lordly. Indian-givers traded beads for treaties that they didn’t honor. Howard idn’t cheat the indians in this case (the treaty had a loophole), he just rewarded the indians who had the savvy to want to be white. * *-- * Howard, it seems, is getting much more daring and increasingly eager to play the role of the politician. On tuesday, he had the gall to suggest it was the provincial government’s fault that parking, food and other service facilities on campus become inadequate through overenrolment. Howard was explaining that uniwat was going to impose enrolment limits but that “We are concerned that by about 1975 there will be pressures on the university to take far more students than we have planned for” and that would lead to shortages of service facilities. Nice trick, Howie. The university is already short of service facilities and if the university is allowed to continue with its own plans it will totally paint itself into a corner with ridiculously inadequate parking, and that’s just one example. It certainly wasn’t government pressures that caused uniwat to enrol 1000 more students than it publicly planned for in 1968, and about 500 more than public plans this year. Then Petch had the nerve to say to the provincial university-affairs committee, “The thing that worries us is whether you are doing an adequate planning job (for the whole university system).” Maybe Howie is more ambitious than we thought and he’s after committee chairman Doug Wright’s job. We have mentioned before that former uniwat engineering dean Wright could have the administration presidency if he wanted it. But that possible trade could fill another whole column, and we’re certain to need such fill before the presidential search has been completed.

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Information MEETING-CUSO. Former field staff member and volunteer (Guyana) will give discussion; film. 4:3Opm, campus center 211. UFT aircraft cleaning. 6: 15-8:30pm,inside hanger, 5, WW airport. CHRISTIAN perspective club, 8pm, M&C 5158.

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DANCE fearuting the felix from Detroit sponsored by eng 71. 8:30-12pm food services. Bar in carnival room, dance in festival room. Missing peece COFFEEHOUSE, 9pm, Conrad Grebel. University DRAMA company presents the cavern by Jean Anouilh. Admission $1.25, students 75~.8pm, arts theater. UNDERWATER club. loam-noon, pool, new members welcome. Tanks available. SUNDAY

COLLEGE-career fellowship hour, Dr. Raymer will speak on archaeology and the bible. 8:30pm, first baptist church, 19 John street, Waterloo. INDIA-Canada association celebrates Gandhi centennial year. Display of Gandhi kit, film show, talk on Gandhi and the pollution problem, 7pm, ALII3. MONDAY

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SEMINAR, Dr. JB Ellis, models of social and economic systems. Noon, P145. Free coffee and donuts. THE private ear by Peter Shaffer. 12:15, arts theater. Free. BADMINTON club. 10 courts available, varsity teams now working out. 7-llpm, phys-ed complex. BEER and conversation night. 9pm, city hotel. THURSDAY

UFT aircraft cleaning. 6: 15-8:30pm inside hanger 5, WW airport. Prof. Joseph Starobin, political science department, York university. LECTURE: western communism face to face with Russia and China. Free, 2pm, arts theater. RUSSIAN festival-participants from Waterloo, Carleton, Toronto, York, Western, Guelph and McMaster universities. Admission 50@,7:3Opm, arts theater. INTER-varsity Christian fellowship invites you to come and share in a study of the book of remans, noon, 211campus center. HILLELL public forum: Creative solutions to the middle east imbroglio, featuring Dr. Arnold Ages, uniwat french professor, 8:3Opm. bio 271.

The status-quo was upheld by a local representative of a commercial developer, George Andrews. He cited KitchenerWaterloo as an example of a “strong and healthy city.” Andrews was one of the speakers at the municipal government lecture series, on campus sponsored by the Kitchener and Watchambers of commerce. erloo As project coordinator of Shore to Shore Development Ltd., Andrews said that if commercial developers and various levels of municipal government did not cooperate, “we would not have the strong healthy cities we enjoy now”. When asked what he meant by strong and healthy, he replied, “the cooperation.” He added that considerations of

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building result in an “an attractive community from which we can all benefit.” Waterloo city clerk, George Preston, explained how it was decisioriimportant to ‘ ‘keep making close to the people, but to keep in mind the most efficient operation of government.” Russ Howald, past president

of the Kitchener-Waterloo housebuilders association started ‘his talk with “I did not come here to cry. ” But he went on to say that “more and more housing is a thermostat” indicating government’s manipulation of mortgages and interests. Only middle income people can afford housing since government agencies are competing with other agenties. Citizens should be aware that when a lot costs $5000, $4000 of it goes to the municipality. $500 is for a lot levy fee and $3500 for services. Prices for housing could be cheaper if builders were allowed to provide basic necessities and add frills later on. “It was typical of government for the left hand not to know what the right hand does. ” He then cited various conflicts in the Ontario Municipal Act. Waterloo city treasurer Don

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elected home coming queen at Western Washington State College here Saturday (november 15)) defeating the other candidate by an overwhelming lo-to-one mar’gin. Two other contestants withdrew when they found they would be running against a pig. Grenalda (the pig) was sponsored by the college rugby team as a joke. Because of her delicate condition, the usual ceremonial helicopter ride and red carpet were abandoned in favor of a simple crowning ceremony.

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Next week the committee for the legalization of marijuana will be asking for your signature. A petition will be presented to health minister John Munro in january or february. A booth will be set up at the campus center from one to ten monday to friday. Bryt Brown of London presented a paper- to the government this fall outlining what is known about the weed and giving evidence to its harmlessness. He has been organizing support across Canada to approach the government collectively on this issue. For further information call Bill Clarke at 579-0287.

It is time to select your neckwear for the season, and whatever the cause of delay, overcome it. The one-time gentleman shopper will obtain the pick of our new lot, the late comer may be denied the privilege of full choice, since many of these cravats are one of a kind. Time to tie one on, man.

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The ‘pucking-about’ warriors opened their season with a 3-1 victory over the Guelph gryphons on tuesday night in Guelph. The warriors did not play partitularly well after the first ran period when they almost Guelph out of the arena outshooting them by 18-5 and scoring the only goal on a long shot by Roger Kropf. Kropf’s shot was from outside the blue line and went into the net when the Guelph goalie Pat Killoran, stuck his foot out to stop the wide shot. The second period evened out with the shots being about equal and Guelph forechecking and hitting much more than the warriors. The slow ice seemed

to hamper the warriors in the second period. They are known as a skating team and did not do any hitting to make up for the skating difficulties on the bad ice. Dave Rudge gave the warriors a two goal lead on a shorthanded goal after Rick Bacon had won the faceoff in the Guelph end. Guelph came out very strong in the third period, hitting well, and narrowing the warrior margin to one goal on a power play goal. Ian McKegney saved the game for the warriors by getting a beautiful single-handed goal as he checked two defencemen and backhanded a shot into the net.

Guelph died after the insurante goal by McKegney. Both Pat Killoran of Guelph and Jim Weber, who played goal for Waterloo, had very good games in the twines; Killoran being especially good in the first period when Guelph was badly outplayed. The warriors may have won the game on the scoreboard which is the important part but they were badly beaten physically. The uniwat boys threw only one body check in the entire gameand we shouldn’t forget Ken Laidla w’s a wesome cross-check -and seemed to spend much of the latter two periods simply ‘pucking about’.

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Today we are witnessing the gradual extermination of a nation. The war in Nigeria/Biafra has so far caused the deaths of nearly two million people, and as yet neither side has shown a willingness to give up. The federal government of Nigeria, confident of its own supreme military capacity, feels sure that in time it can defeat Biafra. But general Ojukwu, the biafran leader, claims his people will fight to the last man rather than return to Nigeria. Why are these former national brothers fighting? Why can no compromise be found? Where, if anywhere, does the blame lie? The war started in the summer of 1967, a month after the eastern region of the nigerian federation seceded and formally declared itself the republic of Biafra, under the continued leadership of its former regional military governor, Odumegwu Ojukwu. His people have since promoted him to the rank of general. But the secession actually began long before that, in a complicated series of tragic events. Since the late 19th century, for the purpose of profit, the british had attempted to form a single administrative unit out of disparate lands and peoples in west Africa. The area did not even have a name until it was called Nigeria, or ‘black land’, by lady Lugard, the wife of a britisher who seized control in 1898. Boundaries were drawn when the British could expand no further and were obliged to sign a treaty with the french concerning their african colonial possessions. With the cultural incompatibility of the conquered tribes, it took the british 60 years to institute a single administrative structure, complete with railroads, high ways, pos ta1 service and telegraph lines. But they never succeeded in bringing the three tribal regions toThe three-north, gether politically. west and -east-were separated not only by land barriers and life styles, And the islamic, but by language. archconservative northern tribes wanted nothing to do with the south unless they could control it completely. Before independence the southerners and especially the ibos, had migrated to the north, where their talents were needed in junior clerical and management positions in the british administration. The fear and bitterness this caused among the northerners erupted after the british departure in a series of bloody pogroms, culminating in 1966 with the massacre of nearly 30,000 ibos living in the north. Meanwhile in the federal capital of Lagos, two coups took place in 1966 which were designed to change the structure and personnel of the government. The first in january 1966, was mounted by a group of junior military officers, about The half of whom were easterners.

from colonial roots grew an inevitable modern tragedy... coup *failed, but caused the deaths of the principal powerholders before being stopped by major-general Ironsi. Ironsi then asked for, and received, the support of the tribes of all three regions and their federal representatives, amid general rejoicing that the old regime was deposed. His government also received immediate recognition from all african states and all of the western powers including Great Britain. An ibo himself, Ironsi was careful not to excite tensions by showing favor to the region of his birth. But although he was a good administrator, he was not an adept politician. He managed to upset the north by investigations of all existing political frameworks. The general also appointed military governors to each region. Among these new appointments was col. Ojukwu, the new eastern governor, a careful choice since he had formerly been a commander of a northern garrison, and was a convinced federalist who had played no part in the january coup. But Ironsi was headed for trouble. Attempting to reform the public service, and under strong pressure from all southern factions, he announced in may 1966, a “unification decree”, which involved abolition of the regions and their conversion into groups of provinces with the same boundaries, governors and administrations. He noted that the change was completely provisional but the move was a political error as it in fact changed nothing, to the disappoiutment of the south. But it seemed to be a portent of drastic changes to comecausing deep consternation in the north. The move was reluctantly accepted publicly by northern leaders after careful explanations, but it kicked off plans among northern junior officers and deposed politicians for a countercoup. Planned jointly as a revenge on the ibos and as a movement towards either secession of complete control over Nigeria, the second coup followed roughly the same plan as the previous one, except that it was much more violent and directed in large part toward eliminating the ibos from the military in the north, west and Lagos. It was during this coup that It. col. Yakubu Gowon assumed power, after the death of Ironsi and for 18 days the flag of the republic of northern Nigeria flew over the federal army barracks outside Lagos. It was now clear that the goal of the successful coup, besides revenge on the ibos, was the secession of the north, a course strongly supported by a vast majority of northerners, but shattering to the british, who continued to take pride as well as profit from the success of their prize african colony. Intense pressure was brought to bear on both Gowon and the northern leaders to remain in the federation, at the price of forming the government as they saw

fit, and this was agreed to. Thus a break-up of the unstable federation of Nigeria was temporarily averted, at the high price of outright domination of the north. It was at this point that Biafra was conceived, though it did not become a separate .political entity until ten months later. Colonel Ojukwu, who had remained in power in the east refused to recognize colonel Gowon’s right to federal power, and urged that the legitimately constituted supreme military council meet to name a successor to Ironsi. This was not done, and Ojukwu’s course of action after this was twofold. His first job was to attend to drastic regional problems, and quell the growing clamour for secession, as the population was overwhelmed with grief and anger. An influx of refugees during the fall of 1966, after a massacre of 30,000 ibos in the north, west and Lagos spurred the migration of 1,800,OOO dispersed Ibos to their home. His second job was to do all in his power to change the course of events in the interests of both one Nigeria and his people’s security and _welfare. s

It was an uphill battle. Gowon had become a pawn in the hands of the north and minority tribe civil servants, . and the british high commission. For the first time in history, as northern leaders saw the opportunity for complete control, they advocated partition of Nigeria into twelve states’ whiie effectively emasculsting the east. Ojukwu called for a loose federation of semi-autonomous states when the supreme military council met in january 1967, at Aburi, Ghana. All agreed to Ojukwu’s plan. It made no difference. When Gowon

returned the plan to his civil servants, they rewrote it in reverse, so that- all of Ojukwu’s demands were turned down. Furthermore, Gowon imposed a partial blockade on the east-cutting off all postal services and other means of communications as well as airflightsand stated that the federal government could unilaterally declare a state of emergency in a region and send in federal troops. . It was this combination that led to secession, though Ojukwu did not act on his people’s mandate until Gowon had in fact declared a state of emergency and simultaneously published another unilateral decree dividing Nigeria into twelve states. Thus the eastern region did not in fact become Biafra until Nigeria had denied its full integrity as a part of Nigeria. Or as the biafrans have said they did not secede until they were kicked out. The story after 30 may 1967 is well known. Both sides prepared for war, both under grave misconceptions. Gowon told his people and the world that he had undertaken “a short, surgical police action”; Ojukwu felt that if Biafra could resist for a few months the nigerians would realize the folly of the war and go home, or negotiate. Tragically neither proved correct. After two years and two months of fighting, Biafra has been reduced to about a fourth of its original area, and almost two million people have died. But reliable reports have it that since last year at this time, Biafra has expanded the circumference of its control by a third. The most important, and possibly most tragic factor is related by Frederick Forsythe in his Biafra st0t-p “What has started as a belief was transmuted to total conviction : that they could never again live with nigerians. From this stems the primordial political reality of the present situation. Biafra cannot be killed by anything short of the total eradication of the people who make her. For even under total occupation Biafra would sooner or later, with or without Ojukwu, rise up again”. , In the face of such painful evidence, what can we conclude? Where can we lay blame? Possibly with Gowon, possibly with Ojukwu. But surely the principal outrage and blame must go to the producers and directors-to the governments of Britain and Russia, who have cynically fanned the flames of this conflict for their own purposes ; and to France, which has readily taken up with Biafra against Britain, evidently in competition for oil concessions. And with the United States for her unequivocal, active support of Britain’s terrible role. And of course Canada, for once again failing to do anything. And ourselves, if we fail to do something where governments have failed.

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Bulk of the shop workers are semi-skilled, some are tradesmen. The present wages range from $2.70 to,$3.25 an hour. Association president David Brown said friday that he had expected the company would pull through. But several union members wondered whether the Clintonville headquarters had made up its mind about the closedown last summer.

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One union executive said, “I wish they would have told us then. It would have been a much better time to find other jobs. "NOW you just get the feeling that they kept us on to wind up the business. ” Brown agreed that the greatest distress felt by the staff was the timing. “One week before christmasit couldn’t have been worse,” he said. Jack Major, association vicepresident, said Snider informed them there would be no severance PaYe There was no chance that the plant would be kept going until january to tide the workers over the holiday season, Snider stated. He had not been advised by headquarters whether the traditional $7 Christmas voucher would be handed out this year. “Everything must be decided south of the border,” one union man commented. The union executives felt that apart from skilled tradesmen such as welders, most men would have a difficult time finding new jobs. Officials of the Canada manpower center in Kitchener were unavailable for comment on the job situation. The 50-year-old establishment is still known as Four Wheel Drive Auto company of Canada limited. In 1963, the company moved from Union boulevard to its present quarters on fairview road. It custom builds four-wheel drive vehicles largely used in heavy construction.

Snider said the closedown was caused by the currently “soft”@ construction industry, a trend that began at least a year ago. ^ Government economizing was another cause. Snowplow orders were down to nine from around 50 last year, union officials said. Until 1967 the Kitchener plant produced between 300 and 400 vehicles a year. Last year sales were down sharply, Snider said. The trend was still down. Tne U.S. parent company which employs 1500 in plants in Wisconsin and Portland Oregon, faced similar economic pressure and also had launched an economy drive. Snider said the company’s present local payroll of around $1,250,000 will be slashed by at least $l,OOO,OOO and the operation reduced to a sales and service depot employing perhaps between 12 and 24 persons. “I haven’t received structions on that.”

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1968 A lengthy first-page story told about chemistry prof Bill Forbes’ research on the tar and nicotine content of cigarets, and six Waterloo students were convicted of trespassing in the October 4 distribution of the Ontarion in the highschools. Federation presidential hopefuls John Bergsma, Brian Iler and Larry Burko debated in the village and the debate turned into a great and the acclaimed president of ensearch for Bergsma’s platform, gineering society A expressed his worry about apathy among the engineers. In a secrete session of the board of governors, one of the recommendations of the study committee’s report on university government was rejected, and administration president Gerry Hagey resigned. Waterloo mayor Donald Meston told the Chevron that the public was being minisformed by the Kitchener-Waterloo Record about student activism :

“All of the good public relations being built up by the students as individuals is being destroyed by one thing-poor, lousy publicity,” said Waterloo mayor Donald Meston. He was speaking to the Chevron about the Kitchener-Waterloo Record and the image of students in the community. . At the monthly meeting of the police commission, police chief Harold Basse gave a report of items involving the police force. When asked about the juxtaposition of the arrest of a murder suspect and a student demonstration on the same day, Meston gave this reply, “If you know the Record, unfortunately they take a conglomerate group of things

and try to tie them all together and they miss.” Meston added some further criticism of the local news media and its effect. “Student-watching has become a game which isn’t taken as a game by the general public but as a threat to our community and our youth. The pollution mentioned by magistrate Kirkpatrick is of the minds of pecple in this community as to what is going on. “People are not being informed but rather misinformed. If there was no news reporting, the people of this municipality would be a lot more receptive to students and their ideas than they are now.”

1967 University administration announced a new 960-bed residence would be constructed in the village parking lot, and past president of the federation of students, Mike Sheppard, and Waterloo Lutheran assistant poli-sci prof, George Haggar, decided to run for city aldermen. The campus center opening was set for march 1, and the Chevron sports’ editor predicted the hockey warriors would finish the season in the number one spot.

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tent with the other meaningless aspects of the group. Projects have ranged from ultraviolet anticommunist McCarthyism to superpink antifascist damnation of German NDP leader Adolf Von Thadden, as in this week’s lecture at the federation auto-stade. Of course, apathy was active and nobody showed up, but neither did I. This is one of the AAC’s desired aims anyway.

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The printshop manager pleaded guilty to stealing $16,000 of university funds, and seven frosh were fined $150 by the university court for stealing convocation banners. David Sprott was appointed dean of the new math faculty, and the biggest social event of the year was the bookstore sit in:

The highly-organized demonstration began as a bookstore sit-in. At noon friday about 50 students sat down around the bookstore cash registers and blocked the exits. University police stood guard over the demonstrators but did not attempt to eject them.’ The protesters read books, sang freedom songs and played cards-and hissed anyone attempting to make a purchase. The bookstore staff sat back and enjoyed the excitement. Within an hour, the number of demonstrators had swelled to almost 300. Demonstration leaders read out a bookstore invoice, found by a demonstrator inside a book, that showed book prices marked up 69 percent. President Hagey agreed to meet leaders of the demonstra-

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The author of this not-so-fiction attended the university of Waterloo until last spring when he ‘dropped out’ of his final year for reasons which make themselves apparent as the theme progresses. Alienation at university is certainly not a new topic, but Grabham’s wit and poignant imagery breathe special significance into the dehumanizing university process. Despite specific allusions to this campus, the story could easily have been set on any university campus in North America. Alexander Eaphous is not dead, but alive and working somewhere in Britain.

H YA YOUNG BEATNIK,” he snarled, whipping back with his left elbow, and entrenching a gnarled tree-trunk of a cane into the back of the young lad’s head. “What you need is a good lesson and detergent. Filthy young pile of onion rinds, you smell like a tubercular fart; you look like a pile of dead leaves and your nose dribbles. Look at you, all rubbish and bloodied head-you ought to be ashamed. ” m Old Allan Turnbull was not the man to stand for nonsense or the younger people in his sector of the park. No. He took pride in knowing that while he still rattled along the paths surrounding the bandshell, and all jurisdictional crannies and nooks-fit for fights and acts of intimacyno person or thing would be committed upon or heeled under by perverts and offenders. ‘ ‘ Perversion , ’ ’ as Allan would say, “perversion is the rot that eats at all young kids, and sends ‘em, blighted, to the rats.” Allan was keen on rats, and anything that hung limp when wet and dead. He thrashed the white, innocent poet a few more thwacks on the chest and an exposed part of a needy thigh -Allan was a bit of a pervert himself-then, as always when he had subdued his quarry for the day, he rolled it onto its back, held its neck down with his tree trunk, just in case, and swarmed over it, toe to tie, searching for the reward that was humbly accepted for setting the children right. Grunting and pulling, old Allan lifted and searched and fingered, but could only sort out a well used hanky, three Loblaw’s lucky green stamps, a small calendar, three years old, but still of some use, and a hand full of sunflower seeds-roasted and salted. He took the seeds, and with a gentle thrust of his left boot launched the lanky victim down the bankside-in a sort of flop, roll, flopinto a dawn filled ditch of crushed heads. * * * The morning was all sweet twitters and Peer Gynt when Alexander, quite mad for the adventure of it, flooded one half of his flint-filled head with steam-hot sunniness. His right eye refused to follow suit. The left couldn’t take it alone, and ordered its eyelids to shut and please cease steaming his inner skull. Thank you. He remained unconscious for five more years. It was noon. Alex, content all morning to lie there, attracting flies, soaking up the green and mantle through his back, and taking in a bit of the sun through an elbow of a nose, began to feel that something wasn’t quite right. He argued back and forth for a minute or so, and finally concluded that something was seriously wrong with the lower, left, interior of his skull-just behind the ear. Something, a little animal-probably a militant spider, or a disconsolate drone-was sticking at his head from the inside. “Nonsense, poor reasoning, its just not natural; little animals cannot enter one’s skull whilst one is still alive.” This solution, therefore, was completely unacceptable. Alex held another vote. Consulting his nose, which was too busy getting a tan to give a proper answer; his eyes, still cowering in a sea of flint; his ears, presently talking cominhuman babble-

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and lastly the three square inches of skull bone, sagging and threatening to drop out; he resolved to set forth with an expeditionary force consisting of left arm and hand, under the command of tender index finger. The mission complete, the commander made the report that three objects now occupied the field of concentration. Object “A,” coconut-shaped, hair-covered, expanding and contracting with each of a series of small explosions from within-undoubtedly the head. Object “B,” half as big as “A,” with a higher density of sensitive feelers-raw nerve endings in a lump-and object “C” embedded in the top. Object “C” seemed to be the end of a tree trunk. “Impossible,” and he sank off again. “Get up, young bitch. Get up, wake up,” stormed Allan, Allan of the head shrinkers, talented Allan of bicuspid lane, snurd-faced Allan Turnbull, disciple to Ghengis Khan and wart hogs. It was later in the day. Alexander, preciously snugged under tufts of weeds and grass along the side of the ditch, was having his ribs played-for him by an old gentleman with a rib stick. “Get up ya young bitch.” It stormed him, and drove poor Alexander to the “Get up, wake up, I won’t have it, verge of consciousness. not here. No. Get up. ” And he stumbled awake, tooth aching all over. His flesh quivered and sprang; a heart built for a lifetime was dashing to get this one over with. A boot in the side told him to scatter. Springing to knobbled, rasped knees, the lad pelted pasta foolish looking old man in grey, a knee-length trench coat, mudsoaked and cracked size elevens-no socks-and swinging what to Alex looked like the far end of a fire hose-knob and all. Wrenching and slinging his “hosey,” the “silly old cunt” lept after Alexander in a fit of trimphant vindication; chasing him all the way to the other side of the park, and desisting only when activity at the band shell prompted his quick return. Back he slunk, hosey dangling down his back and eyes eagling the two, ripe, young treasures about to do it under Allan’s band shell. Sparks streaming from his head, Alex started off for the doctor’s.

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ATER, ON HIS WAY home via subway and the bus, a young soldier, home from Ypres, bandage capped, uniform mudded and hanging freely in rags, propped himself against the bus stop, carelessly, as if he was supposed to be there. He soothed the knocking under the bandage by keeping time with his left foot, and memorizing passing license plate numbers. Just as he was getting good at it, the bus arrived. Thud, his ticket crashed to the bottom of the box. He herded himself to the back and swayed there, as safe as a bat, for the rest of the trip home. It was night again, he hadn’t eaten in years, bees nested in his head and shoulder blades; clothes, wetted and seaweed drooping, slashed at his guise of a body; the town ran by in choruses of dazzling lights, singing to the squelching drone of bus tires on rain reflecting pavement. It was night, and relaxed as pillows, soft and sweet as sleep. It was.. .

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I EC “Wake up, son, you’re home.” It was uncle Bill; frienc liest drunk in the family, good for wrestling results an telling you where you were. He lived just down the roa from Alex and his sister. Each night after the Mad Turl or some such diplomat of the roped ring, had sent his flol earred, tub, pigeon-toed villain of an opponent, drippin to the pay-off, uncle Bill would create a stir in each of th five locals, with his nightly wrestling reports-colt commentary optional, replays at request. He was heroic, The rain had stopped, the bus had stopped, his hea hadn’t, but he decided to get off anyway. “What’s wrong with your head Alex?” “Its got a tooth-ache uncle Bill. ” “Oh.” He left it, leaned forward, stepped one after tl other, radar controlled nose satisfied with a shade ( blue-tinged crimson and waving toward the front of th bus; pausing half way to give his good friend, Marth Henry, a jolly pat of greeting on her raisin-pebbles purple-coated rump. 8 “What? You old maniac. W7hat do you mean?” And sh swung and missed him with a ham sized left hook. It war n’t Martha, but the old storm trooper who ran the come bakery. Realizing his error, Bill made a strategic retre: to the door, and out, followed by the ache, followed b Elizabeth Porter, the baker’s wife. Lizzie had pails fo feet, and rubber barrels for legs. Her waddle couldn match the agility of Bill’s stuporous lunge. So, hangin stunt-man-like onto the door of the bus, she wished th two sex offenders a pleasant good night, and slung a tw for 29c can of Campbell’s Cream of Mushroom soup aftt them. The bus sighed to a start with Lizzie still commandin the doorway. Bill and Alex had scattered out of artiller range. “Watch out for those older women Alex, they’re teri ors,” as he helped himself to the soup can. “They don know when they’ve had compliments. You know, sh looked like Martha from the back. Martha likes her pai takes it like a gentleman. Yes. ..indeed, she likes to b touched, never gets enough of it. She’s a sexy old devil.’ He ,wandered away spouting the dangers of old women stumbling and telling a very attentive soup can the won ders of Martha Henry. Alex had heard it all, and sneaked home without the ail of uncle Bill. .

GGS, CRACKLING LIKE baby birds, piped in the new day. It was wake up,get up, again for Alex, this time from his sister. If he wanted some he would have to fix his own. “Where were you all day yesterday? It was your turn to do the shopping. I’m not doing it, you’ll have to do it to-. day. Where were you Alexander?” “Down with uncle Bill.” “Do you want this egg, I can’t eat it, I’ll be late, don’t forget the shopping, the list is on the counter, the cat is at the back, let him out before you go out.” She skated through the kitchen, “Bye brother,” past the table, two chairs, moved in on the sink and scored, using a toast and marmalade puck, with a shot into the upper left hand corner of the garbage bag., Johnny didn’t have a chance. /That defenceman could have knocked her through the boards,” he thought, as the coffee thickened into his cup. She skated behind the net, and out the door. “Bye, do the dishes.” The crowd, caught by the sudden reversal, fell limp into mourning and quaked to their seats-ten minutes left to get one. Sneak, the cat, came in through the left open door. He triumphed across the greasy, grey and green lino kitchen floor, pausing to just notice the presence of Alex. “I wonder if she noticed my head.” The cat erupted to the next chair, and sat there silently, like a hot, friendly cup of coffee. Alex finished breakfast, and the dishes, in a gulp. Feeling rather philanthropic this particular morning, he prepared to visit himself upon an English lecture that he had been patiently avoiding, on and off, for the last month. Bus, subway, through the park-watch for hippie-hating Turnbulls-linger a while, spying on damp grass and warm, green budded trees; scrunch dry gravel paths, fresh from winter; eat the air biting of morning, sweet new herbs and breezes content; sift the smells sighing, sifting past pen-knife pungent bark. On to campus trails stocked by computer-peopled students, controlled and programmed to perform solely for effect, without life’s doubt without hindrance, straight, conditioned on impulses to perform the rites required for

success, synthetic and sterile, but required in order for acceptance. “To hell with acceptance, I need my mind,” and glared at a passing, scrub-cheeked miss, bright-flat-shiny-hair to the back, rushing to class, hair bursting, breasts bursting against cuddled books, and mini-skirt bursting and flouncing against springing thighs. “Ugh, what did he do that for?” pumped the mini-brain. Momently taken aback by the attack, she hesitated. “Maybe its that new rinse,” and away she flounced and bounced. “Nice ass,” he observed, lips hardly moving. The computer cards surged on their way past. In English that morning, he learned nothing. The friendly ape that conducted the session vomitted inconsequential backgrounds to poets hailed for their insignificance. Details pressed his ears and demanded minutes of his hours of doodles and thought. “Well Mr. Eaphous, do you think that he intended this to be in_terpreted as society’s failure to react to the garbage indigenous to it? 7Y Remembering the old axiom, when in doubt answer with a question, Alexander started out with, “I was wondering how “a” ,was to be interpreted in the poem.” His patience snapped, the stupidity of his attending this inanity registered with, “What the hell am I doing here? “) to himself of course. Sick of the hypocrisy, he continued with, “If the poem is to be taken as a concept of intimate revelry in the joys of magpies singing sweet songs in the rafters of the local whorehouse; if it is to be taken as a demonstrative “a,” then I would think that she is indeed being raped, and that the young scoundrel between her legs has had a little too much to drink.” Fire consumed the face and neck of the only girl who was listening; the rest were off on their own somewhere. The lecturer leaned forward, squinting, and white knuckled gripping, waiting for the next explosion. ,’ “If, however, it is a reflexive “a,” the scream must be interpreted as coming from the bitch in the barn,” alarmed with himself, but caught up in a stupor of purpose and condemnation he slashed on, “deep in the throws of flushing out a litter of pups, and therefore having nothing whatsoever to do with the obvious manoeuvers in the pub’s presidential suite. It all depends on one’s interpretation.”

sat back and waited. The prof’s sagging lower jaw floundered for an instant then in triumph over his own fog of a brain he concludec with a wave. “ Bosh, go back and read it again Mr. Eaph ous.” Alexander’s gut reached up, pummelled his heart ant smothered his lungs. “The old bastard doesn’t know wher he has been stripped naked.” The rest of the five minutes of class were spent in a state of semi-asphyxiation as Aler fought the battle of outrage, nearly losing to a passionate desire to gob into the prof’s quivering lizard of a neckso certain, and so ignorant to the chant. “We’ll look into the next two sonnets, next time.” strut. ting profoundly to the door, manuscripts braced againsl the flux of impouring students, and out. Paying homage to the greatness of the man, the lone scholar left sitting, reclining at the back of the room lifted straight out his right arm, extended the fisted hand. and dug an imaginary object in the air, up and down, with a pointed thumb. Not satisfied with this, Alex gathered in his book, and set off after the old thief-“pretending instruction and taking my money. ” Catching him up at the top of the first stairs, the disconsolate young ruffian towered above and behind Dr. Cratz, gnome-like Dr. Cratz, glaring back ready to be slaughtered at the neck, walking with a twitter in his step. Alex growled to himself for all the world to hear, “Sil ly little turtle ought to be catching flies or picking worms you’re not fit,” walking from side to side behind him “you should be collecting seaweed by the seashore YOL poetical farce.” The trial continued for several length: of several halls ; Alex hovering; turtle crawling, sneering, fearing a mugging until dragging around and aheac of the wretch, the villain reached the door first and open ed it, standing aside to let the weasel out. “Get out and don’t, ever, come back. Get out. Get uI and get out you lump. And out, and out, and out. Tire me no longer with obsequious plays to death, strife, the organ of love taunts my board-end your life. That is, chuck it,’ violently to himself.

TRONG-ARMING HIMSELF out the door, Alex fled toward the sanctuary of the library, two buildings over, beyond the tiered square of steps, and potted plants for spring. On the way there were displayed for his tempered inspection: tired, bent professors in hurrying, black gowns ; ribald clusters of protestors, * continued

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frowning at the stone work for having had the insolence of not asking them first; and an ostrich-legged girl, tall, hip high skirt, lovely, hair dark, brown like bark, a lovely long-legged girl stealing, panther-like across the clearing. A baboon jumped out of the thicket of a language building on the left, and scattered across. It was Harold, a friend of Alex-they pitched manure together one summer. Harold’s ape-long arms scattered to keep up with his barrel-bowed, sprawling legs held up by a buttocks on string. Circuses fought for Harold’s talents. m On the right, under a storm of smoke, an old school tie -multi-coloured, knee length starved, pipe puffing with upper lip cowering under streaming mustaches-made confident strides for the cricket pitch. It was nearly spring, and the beasts were gambling with short sleeves and screaming Hondas. On the greenyellow slope, that bordered one side of the square, lay June babies, sunning themselves in April; bullying the snows of yesterday into melting submission. On a bench, in front of the library, two computers analyzed data in spite of goose pimples and shivers. It was still wet in patches, and chilly in gusts. Laughter gobbled over gravel paths, and Alex reached the library. He went in. “Wake up crickets, I’m here to eat my potato chips,” he menaced, silently sneaking past the guard on duty to check books. To Alex, the inside of the building seemed to seethe quietly and warmly to itself, like large intestines, like the inside of a hot air balloon where the heat and quiet, ebb and flow in waves of breathing stagnation. He sat down at a glossy, shelacked, wooden desk. The thick atmosphere doped his body and relaxed his pinging brain; he drank the opiate thankfully, and made the hard-topped desk his pillow. He slept and dreamed of beer bottles, all in a row, with mouths laughing at drunks. He laughed at the drunks, and was sick all over the sidewalk outside a swimming pub. He woke in a gasp, it was five minutes later and he hadn’t been sick at all; only dribbled a bit on his right hand sleeve. .* * * Lunch time, people were coming and going intellectually. Periods and commas circulated among the book shelves; a few question marks scattered here and there; one exclamation mark let it be known for all who wanted to hear-but nobody did-that two parking tickets were a major offence, and liable to punishment by the important committee. A bark-faced resurrection of sadder days hushed the mark to whispers and asterisks. The guard at the door on Alexander’s way out-he couldn’t sleep in all this quiet-deftly picked at Alex’s coat pockets, patted his sides from pits to pants, questioned his teeth for possible security leaks and tested his fingernails for hidden micro film; all in one sweep of a bushy, raised eyebrow. Alex was clean, and free to go, but don’t presume that you have any rights or dignity when cops are hard by; they control everything-lawful. Lunch time and, “You are cordially invited to dine...” “Wait Alex, and I’ll walk with you.” It was a question mark. “Hi Flo.” It was Susan Pritchard, dark, brown-eyed, tall as a post with a walk that lunged as she talked and constantly talked. Susan and Alex had met in first year Biology. Her ability to cut open tape worms-white, fat as sausage rolls, and ten inches long-without fearing their bite, and without the slightest tint of white face paling greenish into sick, made her his champion of the scalpel. She was the best cutter of flesh he had seen; poke, slit, flip and open, quick as bleeding.““Yes,” he thought, “‘she must be a chef in an exotic downtown steak house in her spare time. I’ll cuddle up, and ask her to be my own little butcherno more, ‘Cut it from crotch to chest, then from each end cut back at right angles as far as you can go, and fold back the skin,’ no more trembling back the blue-veined, ice dead white fur covered skin. I’ll be free from watery blood, and formaldehyde carcasses. ” It lasted for two lab periods until the instructor caught him, spanked him, and gave him another scalpel, freshly sharpened. He was reinstated as head brain surgeon for cats, still trembling, but cosy with the everlasting love he had found in Susan Pritchard, Olympic gold medalist at cutting and poking. It lasted a week. His hero turned out to be a coward when the dogs were served up. “Must be what you like,” he observed as he plunged like a deviate into the breast of

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a steaming-hot automobile accident. The chef, and her deaf companion, lunged and ambled through bragging mobs of students. Above, Alex heard the chant. The buildings, growing like mushrooms and match boxes, marched alongside. Susan conducted a guided tour of her latest operation on breast cancer, or at least that’s what it sounded like outside Alex’s concentration on a passing tree trunk. “The bark’s so thick, you could eat it.” She continued something about epidermal and cambrium. “Must be talking about trees; not breast cancer, chestnut branches. ” He nodded sideways not wanting to appear inattentive while taking in the fullness and eatable volume of that delicious bark. Her lecture on the treatment for aphids and fungi toiled on. “She’s still yacking, never stops. If she ever stops, she’ll probably choke. ” Overcome with a passion for that tree, he left the path, and headed, tranced, for a taste of bark. Susan lunged on toward messy, fatted, gristle stew and cardboard potatoes, reciting botany to Alex who had been spirited away by the trunk, and two young Vikings intent on lust. Heading hillward and upward and treeward, Alexander fell forward to its base. The tree, a very old maple, winter bare now, held up the blue, cloud-flooded sky from atop a grass covered clod of clay-big enough for one Duke of York with one platoon out of his 5,000-the campus’ center. It was really a very unobtrusive tree, but for Alex, watching its increased struggle for three years, it gathered there, and held there shyly plump, and earth ripping rooted, deadly, silent stoic of nature’s secrets; the first and last testament to the meaning, the conscience of the gods, the living chant.

LEXANDER EAPHOUS, dreadnought of the public spirit, keeper of the will, and turnkey of lost reason, knelt, and gripped a writhing root. Battered, crushed, drowned in a flow sweeping down from soaring branch and projected time; Alexander, picking a chance in time, lifted up and beyond the climbing tenor of the sky-beyond the tree, with the tree; clawing, picking, biting, breathing that treacly bark, that instant of enveloping universe. The bark ignited, and crept to his hands, into the tree he melted, fused, nestling there dark and silent, pulsing one with sap and bottomless time; he ended time, and reigned supreme in existence. He was beyond life; a factor of time. Reality was one with Alexander Eaphous, EaphCWS dwelt in the house of the world. The orgy of life parted for time’s immortal soul, Eaphous ’ dwelt in the house of the world. The chant fed the light, and the light flooded, racing, gushed and swept shadow- , less toward Eaphous, the world. The chant stopped life and time and Eaphous existed timeless in the vaccuum of sunless radiance, darkless deep totality, immediate and definite as the wooden trunk in which he bathed. Life quaked, Eaphous was free, the border of time seamed shut, and Eaphous, the heart. of the tree, seaped earthward, relinguished by breath from bonds, tentacles of existence to be. The blast ended with a rush of voices. His antics round the trunk had collected a number of first year biology students. They crowded closer to the city’s tree surgeon. “Can you save it?” she asked, big eyed, petal mouth peared in hope. “We were told yesterday

in bio 100 that all of the maples in the city are damned. It’s tape worms, isn’t it?” crying her sympathy. Turning ferociously, eyes burning, he spat, “It’s doomed not damned, and elms not maples. Where the hell did the tape worms come from anyway? You ignorant lout. Get your terms right before you open your mouth, now, get out.” They fell back in retreat then pelted down the hill like children scared by sounds, and into the streaming crowd. “And me finally getting out.” He sat up and began rubbing heat back into his arms where the damp ground had been getting in. “I nearly had it that time.” He waited, apprehensive as a bent tongue, until that lovely snack of a tree released him completely. “I’m hungry,” the chant rumbled behind his front. He squirmed to his feet, and stalked off in search of wild boar or pheasant burgers burnt to a muddy parch beside bamboo shoot chips, golden and hard as nails. Hungry people were not welcome inthis land. “Eighty-five cents. ” The great wrinkle of a great grandmother behind the counter, bone thin, and starving for the want of eatable victuals-she knew what they put in it-scowled Alexander’s change back to him. Nimbly, and with all the deft of a left field peg to home, he drew a toothpick and flung it at her scab of a heart. It turned into a Bowie knife on the way. “Miserable old thief.” She died hemorrhaging tape worms all over the cash. Turning on a heel, Alex fled the wreck in search of Susan Pritchard. There she was, over in the far corner with Father Maggee the local priest cum-lecher; everybody knew his game. He taught ancient history with a flare rivaled only by Bob the janitor down in the Women’s. Roman orgies were a specialty; Sulla was an heroic old man. He had his palmy hand on Susan’s thigh, fingers digging in emphasis. Alexander approaching; “Now now Maggee, hands off or I’ll tell God.” Lowering his balanced tray to the table, and jumping to his seat, he gave Maggee’s flowing black cloak a poke in the back. All in fun. “How’s the wife and kids?“, Susan shushing and blushing him to have more respect. “How is it Mr. Eaphous,” he preached, “how is it that the sanitary engineers have not yet found you yet? I must confess, yes, I daresay you are the filthiest person at this university. “Never mind Maggee, confession’s good for the soul. ” Maggee always reverted to Dickensian prosaics when he knew that he was up against it. It distracted the opponent long enough for him to recover his pulpit poise. Turning, gloatingly triumphant to Susan, “You see my dear. . .” Alexander crunched nail chips. Smoke poured from the factory of a next-door table. The beagle through the window did up his zipper, inspected the humiliated sapling with a sniff, and trotted off, bowlegged bold and important as a policeman checking shop doors. The beagle turned the lawns to trails and the trees to woods in its nosing out a new overland route from here to the physics foyer, where it stopped for a pat and a condescending chat with two normal peoplefrom this distance. “What the world fails to realize is that a good many of the deeds accredited to Nebachadnezzar were really carried out by Nabonidas. The Bible, with all deference to you, Lord, lacks something in this regard; al-

though I must not be misconstrued-it must be interpreted that, I am quarrelling with the Book. No, indeed, I cherish its very esoteric indolence,” trying to vaporize her good sense with overpowering verbosity, while his hand slid, and fingered its way up her tired hair of a leg, not overly pretty to the boys, but to this miscreant, a veritable pantry of sweet delights. “I rapture in the beauty of its pragmatism, its servile affinity to the soul of the human aesthetic.” He didn’t know what he was saying, neither did he care. Susan was swept in raptures of the beauty of its pragmatism; the dolt was falling for it, all the way up to her hip bone. Alexander, spotting illegal use of the hands on the fifty yard line by an offensive player, marched off ten yards the other way with a whispered, “Oh no you don’t priest,” hand slap, “naughty Fathers wpo fiddle, flunk last rites. You’re headed the other way kiddo,, if you don’t behave yourself. ” “Augh.” Startled out of his perversions, the blackcloaked accident started awake, froze a fraction, then spun in black billows to his short stubby legs and feet. In a denouncement of all that Alexander stood for, “Crud your dandelions, ” be flowed blackly past seated eaters, weasled beneath the grandmother of a tower guard in a tower of dishes, rejected pavement burger and nails, then piped himself, Admiral Father Maggee, lecher, down the gangplank of H.M.C.S. Scullery. Bare chested and oval breasted, he sang Hallelujahs to the chorus on the stairs. Each one waiting for a bite, a morsel of crackling brown to belay the fatique of the day’s hypocrisy. In prayer,’ the almighty, dressed in black, waited, ready to pass out to pass in, to accept on behalf of all that’s bright the light, the way to eternal security-the effervescent B.A. “They threw me out, the bastards.” Alex piped in the new thought, and glorified truth with one juicy bite of his dry burger. The chips deadened down his throat. “Take no notice, Flo. He’s drunk, exuberant with the power of our Lord, who art in heaven. Lost to the real sense. He’s without practical knowledge of what a thigh’s for. He feels, but doesn’t realize what the maintenance of the action implies.” Alex was a bit of a scholar too. “East your lunch Alexander, you don’t know what he meant.” “Oh Flo, my dearest darling Florence Nightingale of all that’s cut and bleeds, he wanted to see your album jacket. He wanted your fleshy soul for his, to have and hold ‘til the sneer died off. You jackass, can’t you hear it ? He was shifting you out of your drooped and leaking jock strap. “What the hell. Do you think I’m going to sit here and listen to all this? Get off Jack: I’m out. Christ you’ve got a dirty mind. I’ll see you later if you don’t die’ of self-righteous criticisms first.” Turning to the offensive, she offensively pasted him to a well creamed paper plate. The beagle snuffled, snuffled, then rolled in the itching spring. “What you need is advice, O.K. I’m going to g&e...” “I’m drowned in my own “Wait Flo.” he cringed, rhetoric ; don’t add to it. ” whimpering. “Alright. ” sitting down again, feeling quite satisfied at bullying him to a jelly slop with one well aimed broadside “O.K., mind your mind and mouth. Finish your cream puff and . . .”

He finished his cream puff and her’s, while she wasn’t looking. While she was getting them another cup of coffee, he crept after the Admiral, piped himself past the nile of crockery-the old porcelain plated sentry on the lookout for pocketed knives and spoons -and slipped silent as a curtain into the delicious tingle of not quite warm yet, outdoors fresh air. SUSan was awash with damning diatribes when she returned with one black, and one chocolate-hot and whipped. But since he had paid for it, she drank both, and owed him a dime. Alexander pressed into the deep. The crowd, the undertow dragged. He tumbled in the draft toward a beehive of a building, the ziggurat, the psychology building. Roof in the clouds, and bottom in the basement of the earth, it stood there, threatening, busy, people oozing like sap into and out of the ground floor pores. Alex had a class in there in ten minutes. He worried. He wondered if anyone really knew what the place was about. The building seemed to know and smile inwardly and joke to itself about the dismembered civilization that wandered inside.

HE CLIFFS OF concrete hovered above. Alexander gaped, neck straining up, and frightened, was swept inside. Black. The heterogeneous undertow of sound, people jostling, moving, calling, gurgling conversations, wound into his head, drowning thought, and leaving only dim lights played from opening doors and halls to guide the man to room 113. Room 113 was the scene of Dr. Frederick Griffin’s biweekly sojourn into the world of psychological gobbledygook spun-for forty minutes at the bottom of an amphitheater of a lecture hall-for infants who can’t yet understand, but who like to listen, and for consenting adults, mad, and immune to the ravings of the marble-tongued monster at the front of the bottom. Alex found a red plastic seat moulded to fit even the crack. It was comfy, and bent back and forth with every whim of the body. The absence of leg room was smartly solved by the placing. of one’s ice caked, dirt drippling boots on the desk of the seat in front-like an amphitheater, each row of seats was one step lower than the one behind. There now, stretched and relaxed, time for,a snooze until the cattle ambled in on bells, and filled the hall with turbulence, intercepted romance and yells extolling; “Look, I’m bravely here, isn’t it clear that I’rii one of a few who lead this happy band with deerieg-do and loud. hand claps from those who would follow even a mouse’s cue to riot.” Some interestingly diverse, but some, unpretentious and kind, he loved on sight, like the little girl just coming in, butterfly light, alone, and carelessly coming to rest on the leaf of a seat near riobody in particular, but near to where she could get a better view. Her intent was learning, as students who, often from boredom, will purport to do. Delicate as a potato chip, she bent forward, innocently, inviting instruction. Freddy’s coded sermon of the afternoon was on child violence and his experiences as a naval frogman . The dogma of delivered lectures to a class of thousands reads : Generalize, explain in examples l&t, mystic, symbolic, understood by only fkllows in your

pays well, stimulates the brain by dodging well aimed arrows of refutations, and if one refrains from promoting students’ interest, will allow uninterrupted further study and thus yield increased monies tossed from upper decks by unsuspecting students buying general B.A.? and selling their minds. “Quiet your thoughts Alexander, and prepare for Freddy to begin. ” Freddy sneaked in from a hole in the side of the arena. $ooking up into the knees of all the mini-skirted young misses, Freddy, to himself, like a devil, grinned and committed separate indiscretions between each separate pair of legs. “Mmmm, quite a turr%out today, what’s the matter, is it too cold for you outside?” _ “Cheek.” “For today, the topic is . . .” At this point, the English language, as it has been known for centuries, shrugged its shoulders, and lapsed into a coma, buried by an unintelligible psychologese. A crewcut bulldog, arriving late, scowled down the aisle, and took a kennel in the corner. Two,, girls in front, whispered like criminals behind the back of the lad between them. Edna, what does---mean?” Edna, chubby, flowing wax-like, in blobs, over the edges of the helpless seat, squinted. “What?” Joyce paused, afraid to chance it, then hissed the question again, this time understood by her friend and anyone versed in steam kettle. “I don’t know,” hissed back Edna. The lad betweeri gallantly supplied the answer for the prettier of the two girls. His reward was a forty minute course in steam kettle. By the end of the lecture, his glasses dripped fog, and his hair curled up at the back-from the damp. Miss Prim and Proper, recently persuaded out of her Hollywood dream by threats of adventure to be found in psychology, settled down to common note taking-painfully-the stone and iron works weighted to her fingers licensing halted digital manipulation. Two females propositioned Alex in a glance. One, unused and eager to get at it, the other, three rows further over, used and now able to select. “She must mean inc.” But she didn’t. Lollipop liked to look, but didn’t like to like; she was selective. Halfway through the talk, one bright lad got up and grumbled out of the theater. Most were chewing their licorice, strawberry or lime flavoured pen caps; some, stunned by the drone from the front, sat mummified in hypnotized wrappings, and others, like zombies, scritted and scratched down every word of it. “Computers they are, and good at it-God bless their fat little note books.” The sermon suffered on. Suppressing a very powerful urge to sleep, Alexander managed to hold out until the end? Suppressing a very powerful urge to shout, he managed to wait three extra minutes past the hour while Freddy finished up. “The nerve, spouting for an hour, then grinding it out for three minutes more.” Followink a preview of the upcoming talk, the block of solidly bored students broke, and dreamily wafted out through the doors like smoke through parted lips. The academic day was done for Alexander Eaphous.

HE TREE SCREAMED “Fraud” as he flooded past in a crunch. “Quiet, they’ll hear y6-u and chop you down. ” He fled through elbows, knees, suits-striped and tweedy-past garbage bins-full and not so fullover planks, pebbled and mud streaming, convenient for barrows and silly suited engineers with yellow helmets like chickadees. He reached the gate. An electric sign read: “This University condemned for lying and undue criticism.” Obviously a part of the new movement to have lewd movies played in the men’s washrooms. He couldn’t understand it, so he left it for another day, never to return, never to sleep soundly in its coffin of a library, or hear important looking people, or see the sound of ignorance flush from drains that feed the fancy, electric sign. ‘Never again, until tomorrow when he would have nothing better to do.

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years I had made it my duty as a student to enter regularly the cloisters of the fourth when it mattered, and study intensely the campus plans.

You will, therefore, appreciate the surprise I had when you snuck out that new fangled one in the Gazette. Most of the additions are much the same as they were four or five years ago when snooping became my hobby.

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But I was dismayed by some of your new Take for example the new audiovisual Certainly it is needed, but must it cut off trian thoroughfare for students in the those living along the upper reaches street?

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But the one that really breaks my heart, sirs, is one addition you-at least Al and Howie-are well aware of. It wasn’t even planned as an addition at all, but rather as part of the original building. But it was lopped off in an austerity drive to be used for tunnels for students who forgot to wear’ their coat to school in february, or who haven’t learned how to use weather reports and never have believed that it does rain. Not only was it left off but just recently you’ve been asked about plans for its construction.

Perhaps you saw the mess in here when liberation lunch was necessary because someone goofed designing the food facilities. Perhaps you didn’t like the movie screen of paper taped to the walls. And maybe you thought anybody who spilled pop on a white rug was a dolt, ignoring the dolt who put the rug there. Now you weren’t president when a lot of blunders (I call -a whitish rug a blundey) were created, and you claim you won’t be when we are trying to find the money to fix a few of them. But won’t you please get out a pencil and put the addition on your, campus map? Mark on it: small theater, meeting rooms, locker room, and all the rest of the still-needed things, It’s all in the plans you have. Please.

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Korsoniloff-Matt

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Cohen writes after the style of american novelist Saul Bellow and, in fact, Korsoni/off is modelled after Bellow’s masterpiece Herzog. Like Maurice Herzog, Andre Korsoniloff is a humanities professor who undergoes disorientation from society which often tends to outright madness. The bulk of both works is a progression from the chaos of their disorientation to a new orientation. Both men are basically optimistic in their judgments of people and trust those they love to the point where they are inevitably disappointed. Their disappointment is accentuated by a common capacity to form deep attachments easily. These rather superficial similarities are the total of what Cohen has borrowed and in fact, the novel’s impact is one of vigorous originality. In form, the novel is Korsoniloff’s journal in which he details a Steppenwolf-like war between the anarchistic, chaotic side of his character (which he calls “Korsoniloff”) and his ego (the “I” of the journnal). On his way to lecture to his philosophy class at the University of Toronto, Korsoniloff passes a church from which a wedding party has just exited. Startled, he recognizes the bride as a former lover who jilted him only a few months previously. Feeling the Korsoniloff side of his dual nature asserting itself and knowing he will become violent if it gains ascendency, he concentrates on picking daffodils from the church lawn, but to no avail. Cohen’s narrative technique cleverly suggests the horror and bewilderment in Korsoniloff’s conscious mind as he loses control and punches the groom, even forgetting to drop the flowers. “Spun around to face the groom Korsoniloff, never violent and always paralysed, felt his other shoulder tensed in unfamiliar synchronisation ; his flowered hand suddenly came into his line of vision, his body twisted, following the daffodils, until they met the face of the man in the white carnation falling. ” The disruption of the wedding, while the most violent outrage committed by the Mr. Hyde part of his personality, is only one of many such incidents described in this occasionally hilarious book. The wedding incident horrifies him almost as much as two id-inspired acts in his role as a faculty member. The first is to overstep all bounds of academic propriety and call a student “stupid”, the other is a proposal he blurts out at a philosophy department meeting (Held, we are advised, “to discussstrategies to outwit the administration” ). The passage is worth quoting in full because it presents a sample of the novel’s

texture which at times combines humor and insight with sound psychology, in this case the conflict engendered between the assigned role of a professor and the unique personality of that professor. “I suggested, or was it Korsoniloff-in such situations I lose all control and speak’ as if possessed, as surprised as anyone at what comes out-that all examinations and essays be dropped and that henceforth students be permitted, forced if necessary, to devise their own means, if any, of testing and evaluation. “By the time I had finished, horrified as all the rest, I realized that Korsoniloff, in a ruthlessly efficient maneuver, had succeeded in ostracizing my intellectual self. How could I say I didn’t really mean it, it was just a joke played on me by a witless daemon? I, who despite my youthful feelings of a few years ago had played the intellectual conservative to the point where I had disdained to converse about philosophy with my own colleags. ” The enjoyment the reader derives from this delightful novel is only excelled by the fun Cohen seems to have had in writing it. Cohen’s craftsmanship in tracing the convolutions of Korsoniloff’s personality is impeccable. While employing the greater part of the novel to describe the philosopher’s introspections and interactions with his acquaintances in the present, he gives us views of the main character at three other stages of his life. Yet the transitions are so neatly accomplished that one never doubts which of the four time planes is being discussed even though all of them may be presented on a single page.

Fallout-Peter

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Another one of Anansi’s discoveries is Peter Such whose novel Fallout tells of the men involved in completing the construction of the uranium refinery at Eliot lake in the late fifties. Such’s skill in weaving a narrative which follows a dozen diverse characters and their interactions makes a reading of the novel rewarding on that account alone. But what elevates the book far above the usual first novel is his virtuosity in implying themes instead of stating them outright as many inexperienced novelists do. The title is a case in point. “Fallout” refers first of all to nuclear fallout which will be an indirect product of the uranium refinery on which the men work. No character ever reflects on the purpose of the refinery, for Such’s men, like-most of us, are too involved in the mundane concerns of life to question the ends which their lives serve. I Beyond this, the title also bears the sense of-“side effect”, for one problem the novel discusses is “technological fallout”, i.e., the effect of technology on land and indigenous people, in this case, the indians.

As a preface, he outlines two myths which underpin his very contemporary opinion that the modes of present technology will destroy the ecological system of the world in such a degree as to outweigh any short-term benefits. His choice of setting implicitly questions even the short-term “benefits” of mineral extraction because almost all uranium refined in the late fifties was sold to the United States for A-bombs. Briefly, he quotes the Noah myth (which is relevant because of the reason for the biblical flood) and then sketches the canadian indian myth of the thunderbird which may be summarized as follows: the thunderbird showed the indians the beautiful and useful things he could make and offered to teach them how to make these things. Instead of complying, the indians seized and bound him which occasioned a terrible thunder and lightning storm emanating directly from the thunderbird. Throughout the book there is an identification of the thunderbird with nature which offers many beautiful and useful things to man, only to be desecrated. In the initial chapter, for example, men are described attacking lakes, trees and muskeg in terms appropriate to the battle at Vimy ridge. The power of nature is demonstrated when a tractor suddenly disappears into the mud created by the heavy equipment. Similarly, when the refinery is completed, a thunderstorm precedes a tornado (analogous to the waters of the flood) which almost destroys the refinery. The effect of the mining operation on the native indians is drawn particularly well. For the most part, Such characterizes them through the unsympathetic eyes of the construction workers who see oniy drunken men in the bars or old, sick women sitting on blankets, their backs against store fronts. One such indian ruined by the coming of the construction project is a young man named Robert who is an alcoholic at the age of twenty-two. His triumph over the problems imposed on him by the collision of the way of life he knew as a boy with the life style of the construction workers unifies the novel. By the end, Robert becomes identified with the spirit of the thunderbird who, so the legend goes, married the chief’s daughter of the tribe that imprisoned him. Robert eventually marries the project manager’s daughter and finds an accommodation with the conflicting worlds that confront him. Such depicts Robert’s compromise with a wry piece of symbolic writing in the final scene which has an unsettling effect on the reader who has seen how destructive unbridled technology can be. The young indian is salvaging metal from the wreck of a thunderbird automobile and welding it into a piece of sculpture resembling a totem pole.

Peter Such is too subtle a writer to tell his reader what bird perches atop the totem.

The Telephone Pole -Russell Marois This is an ambitious novel about six people in contemporary Montreal who, like characters in a Beckett or Pinter play, exist in a vacuum of familiar acquaintances and situations which do not admit the possibility of change. Four men and two women are grouped into two heterosexual pairs and a homosexual one. The focus of the narrative shifts from couple to couple emphasizing their common ineffectuality and despair, though no couple is aware of the others. Their similar backgrounds and common experiences, however, make it obvious as the book progresses that the six are not separate characters but rather facets of one consciousness, presumably the collective consciousness of the Montreal generation now in its early twenties. The novel’s movement is the fusion of the male characters into one narrator which is accomplished by describing shared experiences from converging viewpoints. For example, both women are murdered by their lovers midway in the narrative. At the time, there is no connection between the crimes, but by the last scene the two women become the same woman just as the two murderers become thesame murderer. become the same murderer. ’ If Marois’ portrait of Montreal’s young adults is accurate, it would seem that a Canadian lost generation is emerging.

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John Sandman’s eating out is a humorous stream-of-consciousness description of a bungled hold-up op a New York City hamburger joint as seen through the eyes of a down-and-outer. Sandman has a good ear for the Manhattan dialect in which his main character thinks and he handles a difficult medium with finesse, letting the derelict reveal himself and others by recording his observations and judgments. Some fine touches of the burlesque are introduced. At one point the soda-jerk wrests the gun from the bewildered holdup man and rushes out to pawn it, leaving the hapless gunman to mind the store. Beneath the humor of the situation and the absurdities of the narrator, Sandman raises some important questions about the quality of urban life. The reader laughs, for example, when the incompetent robber emerges as the most polite, considerate, and noble character in the story, but he only laughs until he wonders what kind of society has forced an evidently worthy man to become a criminal.

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one) play written in 1966 but not as yet performed on this side of the Atlantic. As in many of his other works Anouilh is trying in The cavern to present modern man with a portrait of himself, his problems, his hopes and his struggles. He also deals with the general idea of social classes and goes into the problem of the rich versus the poor. He also deals with the general idea of social classes and goes into the problem of the rich versus the poor. He cruelly satirizes the gatflies of society who are not profoundly affected by anything but just live superficially. He seems to feel that they are frozen into attitudes because they have accepted the rules of the game and ceased to think. Anouilh is not particularly concerned with naturalness in the theatre. He believes life has no form, and that the object of art is precisely to give it one, and through all possible artifices to create something that is truer than the truth. The stammerings, hesitations and mistakes made by actors who think they are getting a natural tone of conversation is in his opinion scarcely a worthwhile exercise. The cavern is a rather interesting play very Pirondellish, and in some ways not really a play at all.

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In it the author comes on stage and tells his audience that he can’t finish writing the play because he’s stuck and doesn’t know what to do. One gets the feeling that Anouilh is questioning theatre as an art form, especially when he says that perhaps he should go into film or journalism as an alternative.

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Watching student reaction to the Vancouver street theater’s performance of The bribe I couldn’t help wondering if legitimate theater isn’t a dying or dead art, Here was a group with a simple stage, a cast of four and a minimum of props effortlessly turning on everyone in sight. True, all four cast members worked together as an aggressive dramatically competent group but what really got to the audience was their ability to create involvement. Most of the kids present indentified with the plot and characterizations, and found the improvisations and dialog hilariously funny. They sat or sprawled on the floor thoroughly relaxed, exchanging wisecracks with the performers now and then. The kids who dug this performance will never enjoy the formality of legitimate theater which invariably entails sitting straightbacked through some elaborately mounted performance. The bribe was their thing and they were generous in their attention and applause. Written and produced by the performers, The bribe is new, outrageous and defiant, but it is theater, pure and primal. Set in the 16th century Italian Commedia dell’arte mold, it consists of improvisational fleshing of skeletal plots by actors cast to type. The group has inhabited the cornmedia dell’arte form with characters of a modern make-up which

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are as stock as the Pierrot and Pulcinella of the 16th century, and in their own way as funny. There is Spavento, the cop-“pig” of underground newspaper notoriety, Arlecchino, the doyour-own-thing oppressed youth, Lucinda, his love, symbol of innocence and beauty, and Pantalone, her father who represents the establishment. The cop and the father are dehumanized and dehumanizing forces. Conspiciously covering the groin of both are the seminal substitutes of the military industrial complex-a money bag in the case of the father, and a gas mask for the cop. The oppressed lovers, Arlecchino and Lucinda, become victims of these two villians through a system of bribes, equivocations, chicanery and harassment . In one huge infaltion of marxian dialectics, money ends up as the root of all evil but beauty and youth triumph in the end. In most previous performances the cop ends up with the bad guys but this has been changed now because cops are workers, one of the people. The groups method of getting their. message across is hilariously funny ranging from revue satire to the burlesque. The flexibility of dialog allows them to gear the play to the local scene and hence to take systematic jabs at a few local sacred cow.

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The play could probably improve if the action were speeded up a bit, and if the puppet show (which didn’t quite come _off) were dropped, or improved on. Otherwise the performance held together well as theater and might be considered a step forward in the institutionalization of a theater of protest.

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The Barrow poets, a zany group of englishmen who like to “take the sting out of poetry” are visiting uniwat next weekend. If ‘you haven’t already picked up your tickets you might be out of luck as there are only about 64 left for general sale. This group, three men and three women, give what is technically called a poetry recital, minus the esthetic sanctimony which that term suggests. Their act however is more like an oldfashioned amateur musicale, with everyone in the room contributing a piece or two. Singly and together, with music and without, they rifle through poems by Robert Graves, D.H. Lawrence, Paul Simon, E.E. Cummings and many others. Their material is sometimes giirn but the general tone of the evening is more wry than passionate. Not much soul-baring here, but lots of rueful wit and gentle irony.

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The group who have performed together since 1963 are representatives of a worthy movement, started during the festival of Britain some years back. As a group of literary-minded students who felt that poetry was composed to be enjoyed rather than relegated to the mountain tops, they decided to sell sheets of poems from a barrow. Soon they began to wander from pub to pub, reciting poetry to all who would listen and playing music when their voices failed them. Their repertoire, which embodied their self-expressed purpose “to make poetry a public matter” increased along with an expanding enthusiastic audience. No too long ago their success reached the arts council of Britain which joined a rapidly expanding list of sponsors to provide a subsidy. The Barrow poets now play university auditoriums rather than pubs, and have appeared on television, at musical and literary festivals in Europe, and have just completed a tour of the United States.

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It was with considerable pleasure that I noted in the november 12 issue of the Gazette (new plan for south campus development) that William Lobban, director, physical plant and planning, was contemplating removal of the two from the mound apple trees “both of which are now cast their normal life and both of which will likely have to come down in any event by 1975. ” After all, one should never trust an apple tree over thirty anyway. If we can just convince him to remove the spruce tree by the farmhouse, we will have been successful in removing the last of these obstacles whose sole purpose appears to be blotting out the sun and interfering with PP and P’s S-speed 6-bladed rotary lawnmowers. The voids can then be replaced with the more aesthetically pleasing shrubbery suitably surrounded by fiberglass rest areas which now dot our campus. I think most students overlook the pleasant appearance that the multi-colored support wires contribute to the overall effect, not to mention the ease with which they can be moved, transplanted and generally shuffled about. As for myself, I will be happy to see Mr. Lobban reach his normal life expectancy of 68 years. DOUG GREGORY eng 4A

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I have just come across a back issue of the Chevron (nov 7/69 issue to be exact) and came across a pictorial section with the question, “habitat, an institution? ” This seems like a good time to get a few thoughts off my mind and into those of your loyal readers. On first coming to Waterloo I was very enthused. That all ended, however, when I went to get the key to my room (cell). The room I occupy is an absolute disgrace to the university and an insult to me. I entered and what did I see? No chairs, no drapes, no doors on the closet. This I am told was one of the more completely outfitted rooms at the time. This problem was rectified, but then another came up, Four chairs in a la-foot square room,very interesting,-in fact next to impossible. The cells in the local jail are bigger than this, and probably warmer. The rumors fly around habitat that the failure rate among us will be at least 50 percent. I believe it. I may be one, for a number of reasons. When you have some maniac cracking a whip at 2 in the morning, when your roommate insists on playing the radio or talking incessantly, sleeping and studying respectively become impossible. The rebuttal one gets to this is, “Tell your roommate to shut up and that he’s disturbing you”. To this I can only say try living in 3 salt box without getting emotionally hung up. You can’t turn around in these rooms without encountering your ‘roomie’ or his cronies. The next thing said is “study at the library”. What fool will walk 3/4 of a mile in winter across unsheltered walkways to study at night? Not many, though I might be forced to. The food has actually become

edible in recent weeks, to my americans to give him their delight. The cheese sandwiches support. His speech echoes the actually only soak one serviette official american historical vietwith grease, instead of the four nam mythology. it previously took. Nixon told the war protestors, Twenty-four guys to a john is “I respect your idealism, I kind of pitiful when you consider share your concern for peace.” the price, $980, considering for Meanwhile Agnew, Nixon’s other * about $50 more you get the same mouth, was showing his respect space, quiet and s p a c e. for their idealism with attacks Since I have the misfortune of on american intellects reminbeing in a room where the fire iscent of McCarthyism. Nixon’s hose located outside of my room second-in-command termed anyis over a foot smaller than the one who opposed the war un-amerdidn’t mind-but rest, this I ican and unpatriotic. when the carpenters came in and As the weekend of the Washcut a foot off my closet so My ington mobilization approached, desk would fit between my bed Nixon continued to try to rally and closet, that was the last his forces and attempt to dampstraw. en his opposition. The justice If you should print this, and if department withheld a demonyou should’ say, “Some always stration permit for Pennsylvancomplain”, all I can say is that ia avenue until Wednesday in a more should write you guys and move to reduce the number who then nothing will be done, but would go to Washington. what the hell harm could it do? The justice department also You may think I’m a bit peevtook care to be preoccupied pubed; you’re wrong, I’m a lot peevlically with the possibility of ed, and I think with good reason. violence even when the mobilizaNext year, it’s a private room :in tion committee had given their the village or an apartment, the assurances to the contrary. Everylatter is actually cheaper and one concerned with the mobilizaparking doesn’t cost you anytion knew that violence would thing either. detract from the purpose of their Why didn’t they build habitat cause which was to peacefully like the village--to make the demand the cessation of the war. ones on the hill feel like king of The violence scare was another the castle, or was it just the cost attempt to dissuade people from as usual? An answer would be coming to Washington. appreciated. Some of the bus companies who N.B. ALEXANDER arts 1 were to have provided transportation to Washington mysteriousChevron reality unreal; ly cancelled their services amid cold war is utopia rumors of company visitations I read your editorial “reality by FBI agents. of remembrance”. I read all Because of the tremendous about how it’s the ruling groups strain on existing transpdrtaplaying games at the expense of tion facilities, Murray Hill limthe people. I see now that it ousine of Montreal had been condoesn”t matter what government tracted to provide five hundred rules the people; they are all buses in the northeast United so corrupt. States to go to Washington. Naturally the only government On tuesday, november 11, the that is good must be a nonMontreal company notified its bureaucratic, yet efficient socprospective passengers that it ialist government elected by a was not making the trip. When well-armed and organized minMurray Hill was contacted, a viceority group of activists who know president said, “I was told that what is best for the people. the U.S. government had called Oh yeah, like hell. Will a milthe Canadian government and itarily stronger nation leave us asked an aide to have the bus alone if we show them that we service cancelled.” I can only will not stop them? They wouldn’t interpret this act as a direct income in and live off our work, terference to the right of free our suffering, and our land would expression of americans, by they? Canada, at the request of the There have been only two ways Nixon administration. to peace so far in our history. We are faced with only two From peace there often springs possible conclusions. The first mutual understanding. One is is that the Canadian government found when a single nation or is sympathetic to Nixon’s war forcefully dominates policy and the Nixon methodology group another group so that there can of restricting dissenters and free be no effective resistance. expression. If this is the situation, The other is found when two we may soon expect an announce“strong” groups meet in a ment that Canadians will join “mexican standoff”. They live their american brothers in Vietand pursue their own separate nam and wherever else the interests. bause of capitalism needs milWhere is reality? itary support. JOHN MEDLEY eng 1A If this is not the Canadian government’s position, then the World identity lost, if only conclusion remaining is Cunada doesn’t speak 06t that we are led by politicians I wish to bring to your attenwhose supple spines are swayed tion a recent example of Canadian easily to perform political favors subservience to United States for the capital to the south. political control. My wish is that All Canadian people who still it will arouse your indignation value their Canadian identity as much as it has mine. deserve and must demand an This month, and in particular immediate government ,investithe november 15 weekend, antigation and apology for this inwar protestors in America and, cident. Unless this is forthcomthe rest of the world are deming and future incidents preventonstrating in favor of an immeded, I can only conclude that the iate american withdrawal from international political stature Vietnam. President Nixon tried that Canada once enjoyed and to rally support for his war policy the distinction of being a canadin his recent address to the amerian will cease to exist. ican public. His plea was to LARRY CUMMING “the great silent majority” of Canadian student at Cornell

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compliments first of all for a much better than usual coverage of the november 10 meeting of student council. I would however like to point out one error and clarify one other point. The motion giving the faculty societies the right to be informed about vacancies on committees, boards and delegations, and requiring the federation to consult with the societies in filling such vacancies was passed in council. ‘The other point regards the presidential search committee. It was reported that meetings with council, its executive board, and the committee of presidents would be closed. It is intended however that the person visiting the campus at the request of the presidential search committee will meet small groups and individuals not only to be introduced to various representative groups, but also to allow the nominee to ask questions to satisfy his own apprehensions and curiosities about life It was at the IJ of W campus. felt by the PS and N committee that this could best be accomplished in small groups. The content of such conversations with student reps would in no way be regarded as confidential. In addition, several will likely arise opportunities for any interested student to meet the visitor at gatherings specifically designed for such meetings. NICK KOUWEN grad rep Federation Let’s have

be abolished? referendum

I read in my trusty Chevron that there is much talk of abolishing student council. In justifying this proposal, Tom Berry suggested that the small turnout for the recent by-elections indicates that students do not care about student council. We always seem to interpret small turnouts as apathy. Could it not be a more direct antipathy? Is it not possible that these people stay away in droves, not because they do not care who is elected, but because they wish no one is elected? Obviously, if you do not think the should exist you federation would not bother to vote at all. -Furthermore, there are at least a few visible signs of support for abolition of the federation. I see that the graduate union is petitioning its members regarding this issue. There must then, be some abolitionists, so to speak. Personally, I am not of their persuasion. I think that the federation does more than enough to earn my $22. However, if there is a majority of students who think otherwise, I should like to know about it, There should be a campuswide referendum. BILL TERRY arts 2 Government policy can lead to cultural genocide

After having read both the government policy on indians, and the officially stated response to that statement from the indian brotherhood, I am more than a little disturbed. In only seven months our fed-

era1 government will enact legislation based on a thinly disguised policy of assimilation, which virtually amounts to cultural genocide. The indians realize this and already have voiced strong objections, but their numbers are small and their influence negligible without mass support. While the government has stated in the policy that it is essential for the white community to discuss the policy, in practise they have done little to promote such discussion. To date there has been no response from the white community, which denotes either ignorance or apathy. As a white I am ashamed of past white treatment of Canada’s original inhabitants, and as whites we should be determined that the indians gain the right to decide their own future something which the policy denies. The first positive action that all of us should take is to send (directly to the PM’s office on parliament hill) for the government policy paper on indians and its accompanying documents. These packets are all neatly piled and filed in Ottawa, just waiting for your request. Secondly, let us get busy discussing the policy and acting on our knowlege before the government annihilates indian culture. J. PETER LANG Waterloo Missed music

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Not being one to criticize a fellow freak, it is with utmost regret that I am writing this letter, but I feel justice must be served. I am referring, of course, to the review of the Winter concert by the delightful miss Wilson (bashful Brenda as she is known in some circles ) . Her omission of any mention of the warm-up acts leads one to believe that the pipe may have been passed her way once too often. The show put on by the three drunks (?) was one of the finest displays of spontaneous exuberence ever witnessed in the jock house, even if their harp-playing fell somewhat short of that of Paul Butterfield (and landed near that of Brian Grupp). And kudos too, to the lightmen for their titilating game of cat and mouse with the spotlights. These two displays of good humor and ingenuity went far towards making the concert the success that it was and their omission from the review was most unfortunate. Love ya anyway, Brenda. ROSS BELL integrated-studies

worked in the bowels of the federation for the past ten months, I want to know what I’ve missed. I also object to his inane suggestion that federation-sponsored entertainment be restricted to uniwat students. Financilally, this would reduce this school from its well respected nosition in the entertainment bu&ss to a dismal desert with local 7 cheap, unprofessional entertainment. Non-students supply an audience, dimwit, and make prices cheaper. Should we charge extra for them ? We have found it impossible to impose either restricted admission, or separate ticket prices. If Mr. Gordon can come up with any intelligent suggestions, (which I doubt), then we who spend a hell of a lot of time putting on these fucking concerts and missing them as often as not, would love to hear them. Otherwise, sir, be still. From my knowledge of this man and his politics, I would suggest he opposes the present president and executive of the federation, and some of the programs thereof 7 on sentiment; but, like several others, cannot figure out why with any conviction. I think he is red-baiting for grad support in the next futile withdrawal attempt. That’s dirty, Dave. One might call it shady. LOUIS SILCOX arts rep student activities board chairman Not conducting survey, interested in environment

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In reply to the people who have already answered my letter (in november 14 Chevron)-no, I am not conducting a survey; at least not a scientifically rigorous one. I am interested in these questions’ because the attitudes accompanying their answers will tell me more of my environment. Also, it has been my experience that few people ever ask themselves these things-at least not in any depth. The wording and the order are, to me, very important. I have received five replies so far, and would like to thank the individuals who took the time to write. To the male grad student -I’m sorry you felt that you had to apologize to yourself for interrupting your study time. I will happily share the replies with anyone who is interested. The authors have chosen to remain anonymous. The foreskin/hymen question is about virginity. CHARLOTTE VON BEZOLD integrated studies

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19 October Dearest Caroline, Whence cometh the little man who fills the washroom rubber goods machine? He will have to put another label on the front of the machine. Someone has stolen it again. Would you be so kind as to ask him if I could buy or have one of his little vending machine labels? / 19 October The games lounge is a pigpen. I couldn’t stand to be in it longer than to count the people. If I ever had to sit in it or clean it, I don’t think I would come back to this place for awhile. There is a large spill at the entrance, burrs on the couch, barf on the carpet, along with the holes and rips. l 21 October Well, the pub is all dirtied with coffee urns and celery and pickles and three stale cheese sandwiches. I decided-to eat two of them, so there is still one there. Other than that, things were normal, ‘cept there was a really great classical guitarist playing for a couple of hours. l 21 October A bunch of * * * * * * * * * *(joe students) justb drowned the place in snow. Nice to the janitors, aren’t they. 0.22 October Unless the men’s downstairs washroom was licenced, the law was broken. Three beer bottles were in it. l 24 October Someone was draped in the fass music room, and in the process ripped part of the curtain rod from its screw fastening devices. l 25 October Someone put some paper in the lock of the door of room 211C so that the door appeared closed and locked. We can only hypothesize as to the motives of the person who did this. At 10pm the people in charge of the Renison pub started getting hysterical because they had no bartender. They apparently forgot or neglected to fill out the requisition forms for a bartender and booze, figuring, I suppose, that it would be there. The liberation lunch people make horrible coffee. Louis and I are each doing half of the extra hour due to the clocks changing. I feel a touch of pride each time I go down to the music lounge. I am pleased t.o see that the little sign on the door is still there-describing it as the Joe Hill memorial music lounge. The addition is mine, from a year ago. l 25 October Daylight saving time is a screw up. It is supposed to give us an extra hour of sun for recreation, etc. I went up north (Hudson Bay) once and we went back to standard time for the same reason. Are people so dumb they can’t even reason their their way around things like having the sun come up early? I am sure you will enjoy hassling with payroll when Phil works 6 to 2: 30 and I work 1: 30 to 10. Will they understand? l 26 October Radio Waterloo back on the air with classical music. Sounds real nice. Nuthin’ much to report except two metal shields were ripped off the soap dispensers in one of the washrooms. They’re sitting on top of the file cabinets. Cleaned up the reading and TV lounges and left them open. They were used by people they were intended for (students who wanted a place to study or chat) and they left them clean, too. Room 217 was left messy by the last group to use it. l

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But all you do in 217 to clean it is shovel all the stuff and no carUP, ‘cause there isn’t really any furniture pet. l 27 October The mouthpiece is kaput on the campus phone by the pay-the-phone-for-a-call-for-only-l0 cents-phones. It’s got a hole in it. l 28 October Liberation lunch people don’t like it when you wake up a fellow liberation lunch-type in the middle of the night. They object rather strongly verbally. I’ll be happy to see the health inspector come and stop their revolting (or should I say sickening) form of capitalism. Someone is profiting. l 30 October Some guys from- the electrical shop came and asked if they could take down the make-believe movie screen on the wall across from here so they could replace lightbulbs there. I told them to go ahead ‘cause I thought the thing looked ugly as hell. Also, I ripped off some cushions from the Joe Hill memorial music lounge so all the peripheral chairs in the great hall might have cushions of a matching color. I hope you have enjoyed reading all the trivia in this report to find out 2 (two) only facts. l 1 november At long last I have had an incident! One drunk pissed out of his mind passed out in front of the Chevron office door in a pool of vomit. I asked him for ID and told him that it was against campus center board policy to sleep in the building.1 Then I left him. Louis said he should be charged for the barf clean-up so I went down to unload him of $3. He didn’t have any money so I took his ID instead and tried to find out where he lived and what his fonenumber was. He couldn’t remember so I looked in the fonebook and he wasn’t listed. Then I went back and had an interesting conversation with him, climaxed by his barfing again. He was pretty sick so I phoned security and they sent a guy over. He looked at our friend and called the supervisor ; the supervisor phoned downtown and the city cops came around. At this moment I would imagine he is sleeping it off. The matter of clean-up is still not taken care of; his gastric excrement still lies in front of the Chevron office for the edification of Chevron staffers (staffers please don’t take as a personal insult). I can no longer get at the janitor’s rooms to get a mop and pail and I don’t particularly want to lick it up. Old Louis suggested I phone Ed Knorr (PP and P) at home and ask him how I get into the little room, but we couldn’t find his number. Perhaps it might be a good idea to post home numbers of key university personnel like Ed so we can reach them in cases of dire emergency like this one. (P.S. It cost our drunken friend $27.50 for minor consuming. ) 1 november What is that obnoxious thing hanging on the wall across from the bank in the basement? They were asking for two pieces of ID at the pub tonight in anticipation of a raid by the city. At 10 pm-about 1000 people in the building, many of them totally drunk. I found one paper one paper towel dispenser in the garbage,and the other half off the wall. I also found a vodka mickey and half-dozen beer bottles in the downstairs men’s john. The name of the organization known as liberation lunch is now officially changed to oppression lunch. l

2 november In the middle of cleaning up the campus center, I noticed there were five other people doing the same thing. I mention this because it was a unique experience-it never happened to me before and I felt really great. We had the place in good shape, tabletops and all, in a half an hour. The frenchy machine was knocked off the wall in the bog. It was off when I checked the washroom at 2:30 after having finished with the pub. l 31 October A Smith came into the office to recommend that we call the parks department to come to retrieve their swan. Alex fears it will starve if we do not remove it. The pub is a disaster area. There doesn’t seem to done to furniture or anything, be any damage but the sight of it has done irreparable damage to my opinion of people. Picture, if you can, 200 or so plastic cups, broken into a variety of geometric shapes and strewn liberally across several hundred feet of floor space; couple this with cigaret butts, beer labels, glass from broken bottles (yes, that’s right) and many puddles. It all adds up to a picture that only a janitor could countenance. Maybe I’m out in left field, but it pisses me off that the janitors are left to cope with the goddam mess. The evening janitors didn’t finish the job, and now it is the day janitor’s responsibility. He doesn’t have a vacuum cleaner that will pick up the pieces of plastic cup-so he’ll probably have to do it by hand, one by one even. And it’ll sure be nice for him, down there on his hands and knees amidst the little slivers of broken glass. Oh well, maybe someday all the little kiddies will grow up- or drink at home. l

8 november Someone should get after Kitchener Beverages to restock pop machines more frequently. It’s a damm shame that one can’t have a cold drink anymore by 2am. Liberation lunch was unmanned for about one hourwith the door open. , l 10 november Something great! Circle K came and asked if they could straighten out a few things. So I let them clean all the rooms not in use, like the reading lounges, etc. They want to do that on a more regular basis. t l 11 november At about 12:05 one person was going up the stairs from the pub with a full bottle of beer. I asked him either to leave or go back to the pub. He left immediately. l 16 november Why does it have to be so goddam cold in here overnight and on the weekend? Is PP and P trying to freeze the campus center into a completely sterilized and disinfected dead place ? The great hall was 64 at 1:30 am, which is not too cozy. Somebody should lobby Lobban for some more heat. A kampus kop came in at 3:45 to give warning that cars parked on the ringroad would be towed away. I phoned radio Waterloo to have warning broadcast. Awfully nice of kops and radio Waterloo. l 17 november Boy, does it ever stink when you get within 15 yards of liberation lunch. l

l 18 november The telephone speaker (ear part, as opposed to mouth part) doesn’t work on the right-sided telephone. This habit, where only the mouthpiece works, seems to be a common occurrence with that on the right.

The mystical To the university

community:

The mystical left has followed the controversy over faculty salary demands with extreme interest. It was perhaps predictable that elements would some reactionary oppose the faculty’s demands for a 20 percent salary increase on the spurious grounds that the move was self-serving, antagonistic to the idea of a university community, and a subtle hint to the administration about where the faculty might stand on future issues. Picky, picky, picky! There will always be people who try to twist the actions of others to confrom to their own warped ideas. We of the mystical left will not be On the swayed by their arguments. contrary, we believe that faculty members at this university are grossly underpaid. Children of faculty members are pitiful creatures, ho110 w-eyed and swollen from hunger. Wives and girlfriends are in tatters, continually hemming up their old skirts to match the fashions of the affluent coeds. And we have it on good authority that one member of the faculty (who naturally shall remain nameless) has only one car. Now if these men were anarchists, tommies or child-molesters, we could view their impecunious position with less concern. But these men, dedicated to scholarship and the dissemination of knowledge, toil long hours over hot desks, bringing the precious gifts of knowledge and training to their charges. Their concern for and dedication to their students and their university And their objective knows no bounds. and dispassionate zeal for truth requires them to speak out, to stand up and be counted. Yes, they say, the priorities of fair uniwat are misplaced; there is bureaucratic ineptitude, money is spent on other than education. We must return the university to its rightful place-a refuge for scholars who perform the vital functions of criticizing and refurbishing the society which supports them. This can best be done, they say, by increasing faculty salaries by 20 percent. We feel that it is our duty to correct the conservative position taken by the faculty. Recognizing the justice of their casue and the wholly admirable reticence they have displayed in matters financial, we must insist upon proper recompense for our faculty.

left writes

Nothing less all faculty salaries

than the is required.

doubling

While all the details need not be spelled out here, a few points should be made. The faculty association, in its modesty, asks for a 7 percent increase to close the gap with other professions, mainly our esteemed medical practitioners. The comparison is misplaced. An increase of 20 to 30 percent should be demanded to close the gap with senior university administrators. And the faculty association’s requests for productivity (2 percent) and merit (2 percent) increases should be at least quintupled. Finally, a cost of living increase of 6 percent is wholly inadequate, given the tendency of the working man to selfishly demand similar increases, thus pushing the wage-price spiral ever higher. No, only doubled salaries will suffice. And there should be no doubt that the money will be well spent. Faculty members would first repair themselves in the eyes of the community so that they can hold their heads as high as the bankers, real estate men, insurance executives and brewery barons on the board of governors. They could then spend the excess on things to make their barren lives a little more pleasant-locks for their office doors, bodyguards for protection from the rampant anarchism on campus, drinks and dinner in the faculty club. Now some may object that there is no money for such extravagance. We would remind you only that Richard Nixon receives $200,000 for his, services, while the queen gets over a million. And sources are available right on this campus. We could, for example, discontinue student loan programs, or raise the needed amounts by levies on the staff or the local taxpayers, all of whom would be quick to see the advantages of a highly-paid faculty. In closing, we ask for the support of all those who wish to see their university grow, and who measure growth in the only meaningful terms-dollars and cents. We particularly ask those faculty members who support our position to give tangible evidence of that support by wearing suits and ties to class. Thank you. The

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left

P.S. For further information the mystical left (such as it is) can be contacted through box 1984, Chevron office.

Thev will free themselves report’s recommendations, with appropriate sanctions on those who fail. However, such a confrontation won’t take place, because not only have most teachers, principals and trustees decided against HallDennis, but most parents support them: demanding that the schools make their kids study harder and get higher marks, or else.

There’s a revolution going on in the elementary schools, but no one hears much about it because it’s a revolution against authoritarianism and it’s being met with enough authority to keep it quiet. The situation in the elementary schools is similar to what was happening in the high schools when today’s undergraduates were there.

One of the Hall-Dennis theories was that freedom would make people free. This is what the sociopolitical movements of the sixties were all about, and it is inevitable that the children in the elementary schools would become part of that movement, however small.

Keeping order has become the main profession of teachers, from kindergarten to grad school. At a time when democratic education and creative learning are being widely articulated and put into practice on a small scale, the increasing questioning of children is being met with few answers and much repression on a large scale. Few teacheks have read the reformist Hall-Dennis report and even fewer care to spend any time rationally discussing it. AC frighteningly large number of teachers, principals and schoolboard trustees decry the report’s recommendations as destructive of order in the classroom.

“It’s all over but the fighting,” said Tom Hayden, one of the Iconspiracy on trial in Chicago for crossing a state line to incite a riot.

Not too long ago, the Globe and Mail suggested that before examinations were abolished, as HallDennis recommends, there should be one last exam-testing the teachers on their knowledge of the

The elementary school students are beginning to realize they will have to fight for their freedomand it’s not just the freedom to goof off, but the freedom of a meaningful environment.

But freedom can’t make people free who don’t understand freedom, or whose perception of freedom is alienated and misdirected under a cloud of repressive tolerance.

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Canadian UniVerSity FbreSS (CUP) member, Underground SyndGate (UPS) member, Liberation News Service (LNS) and Chevron International News Service (GINS) subscribers. The Chevron is published tuesdays and fridays by the publications board of the Federation of Students (inc.), University of Waterloo. Content is independent of the publications board, the student council and the university administration. Offices in the campus center, phone (519) 5787070 or university local 3443; telex 0295-748; circulation 12,500; editor-in-chief - Bob Verdun.

“Just one more thing and I’ll shut up about it. If the monetary system topples, do we topple with it?” -adapted from the New Yorker

As William Gilbert once said, “In short, whoever you may be, to this conclusion you’ll agree: when everyone is a somebodv, then no one’s anybody,” Remaining after the counter-coup to the cultural revolution: poetry editor Dave X, photo editor pro tern Tom Purdy, ,conservative editor Bruce Meharg, advertisements editor Al Lukachko, splash editor Ann Stiles, municipal editor Eleanor Hyodo, masthed editor Carol Jones, schmaltz editor Una O’Callaghan, graffix editor Alex Smith, people editor Pete Marshall, rumor editor Knowlton Collister, nooze editor Bob Epp, reception editor Charlotte Buchan, sticker editor Brenda Wilson, women editor Allen Class, spreader editor Jim Bowman, conference editor Frank Goldspink, campus center editor Louis Silcox, louis editor Nancy Tucker, Toronto-line editor Renato Ciolfi, monopoly-capitalist-telex editor Andre Belanger, whist editor Wayne Smith, money editor Cam Hourd, revolution editor Cam K,illoran, library editor Rob Brady, security editor Teddy Dube, editor editor dumdum jones

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TELLING Proving

lies to the young

to them

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that

them

lies are true is wrong.

that

God’s

in his heaven

and all’s well with the world The young

is wrong.

know what you mean. The young are people. Tell them the difficulties can’t be counted, and let them but see with

see not only what clarity

these

present

will be times.

Say obstacles exist they must encounter sorrow happens, hardship happens. The hell with

it. Who

never

knew

the price of happiness will not be happy. Forgive no error you recognize, it will repeat itself, increase, and afterwards will not forgive

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our pupils

in us what we forgave. -Yevgen y Yevtushenko