Page 2 The Clarion February 18, 1987
Student opinion . . .
Costanza’s World
by Chris Costanza
The students spoke -- and
the administration listened
by April Woods
Nobody likes edicts being issued in a country that is supposed to be
democratic.
That was the response of many Brevard College students when they
were informed that housing would be segregated into freshman and
sophomore halls and dormitories next year.
After all, if I wanted to be told where I could or could not live,
I could always make a judicious move to the Soviet Union.
The problem is. I’ve been raised to believe that as a human being and
as a citizen of the United States, I have “certain inalienable rights...”
Just because BC is a private college does not mean that it is exempt
from the principles of U.S. doctrine. Many well-informed students were
aware of this fact and acted upon one of the aforementioned rights—the
right to freedom of speech; i.e., the right to protest.
Much to my personal admiration, this protest did not occur in the form
of unorganized, childish bawling and “getting back” at the authorities
involved. Instead, the protest came in the form of a firmly united front
of petitions—And what do you know? It worked.
I am 19 years old and, therefore, an adult—legally. But up until now,
for all practical purposes, I have b^n treated like a child. I can just im
agine the reaction I would receive if I handed a signed petition to my
parents in protest of being grounded...
This is the first time in my life that I’ve been given the opportunity to
express my opinion to an authority and actually gotten positive feed
back to the effect that—“Hey, so if you’re unhappy, let’s get together
and do something about it.” It’s great to know that someone is listen
ing—and an embarrassment to realize that I took for granted that they
weren’t in the first place, when they would have listened all along if only
I’d said something sooner.
That word “together” is really the clincher. Maybe from now on, with
everybody realizing that it’s the administration and the students, rather
than the administration versus the students, we can get something done
around here that will make everybody happy.
After all, I did mention that this is the United States we’re living
in-Didn’t I? ®
The Mellon Patch
All s fair in love and hardware
The Adventures of Neurel the Barbarian Hamster—Soon To Be at Fine
Comicbook Stores Near You.
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clarion
hy Pat Mellon
Love: a feeling of warm, personal at
tachment.
It can fill a heart with joy and a brain
with confusion. By far, it is the most incon
sistent of all emotions. Love does have its
moments, but its long-term effects can
devastate, much like several sharp blows
to the head with a hammer.
Think about it .. .when you’re in love, you
constantly find yourself wanting to beat
your head against the wall.
But, there's nobody to blame. We’re all
just victims of circumstance. We grew up
with TV’s glorified romance and flam
boyant examples. We’ve been striving for
years to understand this bizarre thing that
makes a heart pound with glory and a
brain twist with anguish.
Now. maybe I watched a little too much
television, but 1 was always fascinated
with "The Love Boat.” Two strangers
meet, spend three days on a boat, and
decide to get married by the end of the
show. To me, that was magical. Sure it
contradicted society and reality, but if was
fun. So, like many of us, I grew up in a
“Love Boat frame of mind.”
When I was in the ninth grade, a naive
freshman—a mere greenhorn of the game
of love, I told a girl, (a senior) that I loved
her. She laughed. She told me that I was
just infatuated. That’s when I bought my
first hammer.
I think back to that now and I laugh.
But, that scares me. I thought I was in
love four years ago—no big deal. But, let’s
say I go tell a girl today that I love her.
How do I know that I’m not going to have
some severe revelation four years from
now that will render me infatuated once
again? And then, with 23 veteran-oMove
years under my belt, I fall in love again,
only to learn on my 27th birthday that I
was just a confused, frustrated youngster?
I m not saying that every four years you
learn a little more about love...(I’m work
ing on my fifth set of four and I’m still
drawing blanks all over the East coast)
but, when do you really know? They say
when you’re in love, you’ll know it. Well,
I d like to find Them and have a little chat.
Who are Thev anvwav?
So, now I’m a hardware junkie. I own
several hammers, and I use them fre
quently. They say love conquers all (there
They are again), but the hammer is far
superior.
As far as intellect goes, the two are
equal. Love can boggle the brain with the
same intensity of several smacks to the
cerebral cavity.
Physically, however, love wins. Love
and all of its unprintable benefits
dominates the physical race, since people
would rather sport hickeys on their necks
than bumps on their heads.
From an economic standpoint, the ham
mer triumphs. The dinner/movie dating
format is an expensive one, and for a frac
tion of the cost, a person can stay at home
and be in a post-love state of mind before
the menus arrive.
So, the smart thing to do is invest in a
hammer. Now, don’t get me wrong-I’m
not knocking love—I like love. In fact, I
love love. I’m just afraid that one day I’ll
realize I was wrong. I don’t think my
gravestone should read, “Patrick
Mellon...he was infatuated with love ”
Bonnie Davis
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Sales Director Rebecca Russ
Photographer Eric Klingensmith
Staff ReportersCelia Alves, Kim Belanger,
Mark Brom, Chirs Costanza, Thomas
Scott Dameron, Sean Juman-Singh, Bill
Meiners, Pat Mellon, Chris Peterson,
Jeff Punches, Steve Reich, Buck
Rowlee, Sandy Rogers, Mark Selkirk,
Vic Stanley, Jeff Turner, and April
Woods
Faculty Advisor jock Lauterer