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SEPTEMBER 15,1977
The Student’s Voice
Editorial
Students don’t give a damn. Their interests are self.
Given a circumstance in which he is inconvenienced, the
self-centered student squeals but does little to rectify his
problem. This hypothetical student wishes only to have
someone listen to the problem. That satisfies him and he
is again silent until the next opportunity for complaint
presents itself. The sin committed is not in the com
plaint itself but in handing the problem over to someone
else. This is not serious in itself since it is in character.
Where then, is the student when his fellow students have
a problem or a need for concern? The student who
wanted to be heard when he had a problem tenaciously
avoids involvement.
During the past week there has been a number of
misunderstandings, arguments, flaring tempers, and
controversy surrounding the vote on the permanent
SGA budget. There was interest and involvement. Close
to 80 people were present to listen, discuss, and vote.
Involvement. If only we could infect the entire campus
with this pleasant disease.
Students don’t give a damn. It says graphically that
there is no interest. It is because they feel they have
nothing to give a damn about. How can one gain an
education while wallowing in apathy? Scream, cry,
laugh, or get angry. Do anything but nothing. 1700
hundred people with nothing to do but learn and create
is a hell of a force. Yet, everyone must be involved for it
to be effective.
Life Goes On In The Inner City
Every summer hundreds of
thousands of tourists come to
Washington D. C. They visit the
museums, the art galleries, the
government buildings, the
monuments and places like that.
But there is a side to Washington
that the tourist seldom sees. A
few blocks away from the
gleaming white monuments are
the inner-city "neighborhoods,”
as Washingtonians know them.
Washingtonians, as a rule, are
black and poor. The wealthy of
Washington live isolated from
the poverty in heavily patroled
housing developments and
distant suburbs.
The old public library building
faces Mt. Vernon Square bet
ween 15th and 16th streets. It is a
beautiful old building no longer
in use. Often on a Saturday af
ternoon the concrete benches in
front are littered with sleeping
winos. At eveningtime the police
patrols round them up for
another night in a jail cell. It's
for their own protection.
Across the square from the old
library is the Art theater — a
brightly-lit, late-night porno
movie house. The marquee
advertises ice-cold air con
ditioning and continuous
showings. A middle-aged black
woman wearing glasses looks
out from behind the ticket
window. There is a kind of
dignity in her face.
Next to the theater is the
Nanking Hotel. It has a small
courtyard in front surrounded by
a short wrought-iron fence. A
fire escape runs down one side of
Notice
Commercial newspapers
cannot exist without paid ad
vertising. It is their very life
blood. A newspaper which
carries very little advertising
will soon go out of business
regardless of the amount of news
available,
THE COLLEGIATE operates
in a similar manner. Granted, a
large amount of SGA funds are
allocated to THE
COLLEGIATE, the remainder
of the operation is dependent on
paid advertising. If we do not
charge for advertising — we will
soon find ourselves long on free
advertising and short of funds.
Its just that simple.
In keeping with this policy,
THE COLLEGL\TE will not
establish a policy of running free
display advertisements for any
person, organization or
business. We will give
reasonable story space to any
event which is to occur, or has
occured on campus, which we
feel is legitimate news.
If you have news, let us know,
we will be glad to oblige if you
observe our deadlines. If they
come in pass the deadline . . .
Just try to be reasonable and we
will more than do our part.
Would you rather see this or your favorite organization’s in
signia? (Photo by Peter Chamness)
Dateli
Has anyone wondered where
the different-looking trash
containers placed at strategic
locations around our campus
came from?
The Circle K Club expressed
their feeling that there was a
distinct need for more trash
containers on campus in hopes of
enhancing its beauty. Per
mission was secured from the
Campus Beautification Com
mittee to distribute extra trash
containers. Eight oil drums were
donated by Ed Brown of the Ed
Brown Oil Company and Guy
Ross of Imperial Tobacco, Inc.
Letters were sent to 42 campus
organizations asking if they
would like to paint one of these
drums, offering free publicity to
their group as well as a chance
to beautify the campus.
Over 20 organizations
responded to Circle K’s plea for
help in decorating these con
tainers and, with the cooperation
of Bruce Tingle, eight have been
put into use. If sufficient interest
is shown in decorating additional
barrels, more can be obtained. If
your organization is interested
in painting a trash can, please
contact Bruce Tingle or any
Circle K member.
As It Seems
the building into a gray
alleyway. This building has the
sleazy look that comes with age.
Almost all the buildings have
that same look.
On 14th street, a block away,
children play on the rubble still
left from the War of 1968. The
was was fought between tee-
shirted black youths and
helmeted policemen. Dr. King
had just been assassinated. The
city was hot. Thirteen people
died, including a nine year old
boy. The rubble is fenced in now
so that you can see that the city
is going to clean it all up.
Someday. It has been suggested
that the rubble be left as a
monument to the hatred and
frustration of the times.
People live in the tenant
buildings which fill out the
square. On hot summer nights,
stifling apartments drive them
out into the streets. They sit on
parked cars and front door steps
looking at passers-by and
talking. There is nowhere to go;
nothing to do.
There are words like Liberty
That almost make me cry.
If you had known what 1 knew
You would know why.
Langston Hughes
Every tourist should see
Washington’s “other side.”
When you’ve seen both sides you
have an idea in your head about
second-class citizenship. But the
tourist can go home and forget.
Problems don’t go away when
they’re forgotten. They just get
worse. And life goes on in the
inner-city. FREDCLARIDGE
Let’s try something a little
different. Let’s take a time worn
topic of questionable im
portance, one that’s been
complained about, discussed,
and evaded, one that, in essence,
has been mulled over,
masticated (if you will), yet
never quite completely digested.
Let’s take a look at a span of
time we all seem to look forward
to, what some of us even seem to
live for. Let us look at something
that effects us here at ACC
especially, though it seems a
condition familiar to us outside
of the confines of these hallowed
halls. What is this stale, mun
dane, malady of a situation that
seems to crop up so often in the
course of student conversation?
The answer is very simple;
weekends. Armed with the battle
cry, “There’s nothin’ to do,” this
campus has suffered what, to the
present, has been not too much
short of a mass exodus of the
majority of the populace. With
so much folderol out of the way, I
pose three questions; one, why
does it happen; two, who cares,
and three, if we’re interested,
what can be done to change it? I
propose no easy answers, I only
hope to stir your mind a bit, so
let us explore a little.
Admittedly, there are times
when this place simply gets to
you. I’ve seen several times in
my past history as a student
when I’ve called home to say,
“I’m coming home. This place is
driving me nuts!” The pressure
gets to us sometimes,
and we need to get away. I also
remember writing a friend from
home this summer saying
something to the effect of, “I’m
looking forward to getting back
to school. This place is driving
me nuts!” The best we can say
See AS IT SEEMS Page Three
Letter to the Editor
Dear Sir,
Yes, tentative plans for a drama major at Atlantic Christian
(Allege are being formulated. Yes, this preliminary planning
was undertaken by the English Department with the knowledge
of Dr. Wenger. But to say that Dr. Wenger approved the drama
major is stretching the truth somewhat. The Board of Trustees
has the final approval for new programs, and the President can
only recommend. President Wenger’s enthusiasm for drama
would probably have helped sell the program to the Board while
President Doster’s feelings are, as yet, as unknown factor.
Several steps must be accomplished before the program can;
oe mstituted: the person heading the program must have a
completed Ph.D.; a curriculum must be developed and ap
proved by the Curriculum Committee and the faculty (even
though 39 hours of speech and drama are currently available;
and, probably the most difficult, the Board must be convinced
that the number of new students attracted by the program will
offset the costs of the one or two necessary additional faculty
members.
None of this will be accomplished, however, without the
interest and encouragement shown by students. More than 35
students participated in the recent tryouts for “Ten Little In
dians,” a real indication of interest. The fact that you would
even raise the question of a drama major in your paper is also
an encouragement.
Yes, we do need a drama major at ACC if we are to be the
true liberal arts college we claim to be. Drama has been extra
curricular long enough.
Yes, we are going to get it if we work together to develop an
exciting and stimulating, yet practical, program.
Sincerely
Paul H. Oouch
Assistant Professor of English
Director of Drama
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SEPTEMBER 15, 1977
Last week Christie wm.
about the importance of Wm
ship in all of our lives 2
week, I would like to write abm
a group of people hereT
campus that can be your friel
if you let them. These people art
the teachers here at A.C
thinkmg to yourself. “She’s ai
going to sing praises to them'"
Well, yes I am, but I promise not
to go too far overboard.
I would be the first to admit
that I have bad-mouthed mv
teachers many times, for
reasons I thought were good. For
instance, being assigned a paper
due on Monday when I was going
to the beach for the weekend, or
learning I have a test for Friday
when I was going to go home
early. And I have had some
teachers whom I thought were
really boring, even though it was
my fault that I had not read the
assignment for that day, or 1 had
stayed up until4 a.m. worliingon
a paper that I had waited until
the last minute to do.
Another favorite complaint o!
mine has been that the teacher
does not like me because I am a
girl, I am a freshman,
sophomore, junior, or senior, 1
have a crooked nose, or any
other excuse I could think up.
How I have come to this con
clusion is beyond me, because I
have been sitting in the class
almost a semester and have not
said a word. The teacher
probably does not even know
me, except perhaps by name.
And I know that he would never
help me, but then again, I have
never gone to ask for his help.
Even though we do not realize
it, we are lucky to have most d
the teachers we do have here at
Atlantic Christian. We have a
fairly young faculty (no matter
what you may think) who do
care about what happens to us.
No teacher likes to give a low or
failing grade, just as no student
enjoys receiving one. If you do
get a grade you are dissatisfied
with, make it a point to talk with
your teacher and find the
problem. If he doesn’t have
time, make an appointment. At
least he will know that you are
concerned.
The important thing to
remember is that teachers are
people too, and they have their
good and bad days just as we do^
So give them half a chance and
try to be a receptive student. By
talking to them, you may even
be surprised to find you like your
teachers. Try it, and see. Have a
pleasant day!
Debbie Cox
(EolUijiatP
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KEITH BRACKNELL
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