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Associate Editor
Business Manager
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Briggs Petway
John Paca
Jim Farthing
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Ptiotographers Peter Chamness and Doug Hackney
Staff Writers
LaVee Hamer,Tricia Lough, Spencer Smith
Jackie Parker, Brad Tucker.
The Collegiate is published weekly by the students of Atlantic
Christian College. Wilson, North Carolina 27893. The views
expressed herein are r>ot necessarily those of the faculty or
administration.
Left On The Doorstep
Ethically Speaking
Here at Atlantic Christian, ue're all children of the
Enlightenment. After last week, we concluded that
we're here only to get an education. Right? A part of
getting an education is learning to accept people for
their own merit. Right again. The biggest problem about
getting along with other people is learning to forget pre
conceived notions and deal with people on an individual
basis. Right again.
In dealing with people on a personal level, we discover
two problems; them and us. We have to forget their
oversights and shortcomings before we can appreciate
them. But. that takes care of them. We have to analyze
our shortcomings before we can relate to other people.
Right'’ .\nalyzing our problems must not be mere
rationalization. .Ail too often we tend to blame our
problems on something a bit beyond our control.
That is enough beating around the bush. I cannot help
but refer to the letter to the editor composed by several
Black students that appeared in last week's paper.
F’irst. I do agree that there was a noticeable lack of
pictures in last year's annual depicting the role of
Blacks on campus. The editor is at fault, although I have
been assured that at least part of the problem was
technical.
The letter refers to Black Awareness Week. This is a
noble venture on the part of the Black students to inform
the campus of notable Black artists and leaders. But,
the week was a thematic failure because it created just
as much bias as the Blacks try to overcome. How many
Blacks would go to events held during a White History
Week'’ We must be reasonable.
Now. 1 believe that we should treat people like people,
but I will not go out of mv way to be kind to someone just
because he is black. In terms of my personality, race
adds up to zero in my book. I am basically outgoing and
friendly anyway, but if someone wants to be patronized
for any reason, they shouldn't hold their breath waiting
for me.
If minority groups deserve special attention because
they are in the minority, then let's recognize the Drug
Store Clerks of America, the League of Voters of
Canadian Heritage, the Soccer Forwards of Brazil, the
Editors of Small College newspapers, etc.
It is a pity that there are so few Blacks on campus.
Dr. Wenger once misquoted me on this, but it is a shame
every Black at Atlantic Christian has to be an activist. I
am not advocating the recruiting of Blacks because they
are black. But. this college could use a more
representative cross-section of the local populous.
Some weeks. I wonder if being Editor is worth the
hassle. When I cut the Nursing student's poem and leave
out the part that credits the story to another newspaper.
I wonder. When I lose the Phi Mu's story altogether, I
wonder. When I print a letter that riles my patience, I
wonder. But. I cannot please everyone, so fll say what I
have to say.
BRIGGS PET\\ AV
Atlantic Christian College
Presents
Fleetwood Mac
ednesday. Nov. 19
New Gym
Ad\ance Student 2.S0
At Door 5.00
B\SPKNCKRSMITH
What we at AC College need is
a good euphemism for the word
••apathy." something that more
pleasantly describes our
conditional situation. Whatever
feeling or concern 1 used to have
for the word is now gone, and I
grow more indifferent about it
A Writer,
I Think
The other day. someone asked
me what 1 want to do with my
life. Some jerk is always asking
me that. WTiy am I so special?
Does being editor fill me with the
highest and loftiest ideals?
First, I want to get an
education ... A.B., M.A., Ph.D.,
Litt.D.. J.D., DD.S., LL.D.,
.M.D.. D D., etc.. M. Div. Is that
enough, you jerk? In short, I am
going to pursue my education
until I get tired of going to
school. “You don’t care about
winning, but you don’t want to
lose, after the thrill is gone.”
When school is not any fun, I’ll
quit.
Then I want to drive a truck. I
like sitting way up high and
looking down and around, I like
to make all those nerds driving
those little sports cars feel in
secure. I’d really like to own my
own truck (a red and white
Che\Tolet Titan 90 to be exact),
but that may be too
materialistic. I just want to
drive.
When I get tired of looking at
yellow lines and black asphalt,
then I want a farm. It does have
to my own this time. I am a bit
materialistic as I grow older. I
want a two-story white house
with two rocking chairs and a
porch swing on a genuine front
porch. The back door has to open
into the kitchen, which has to
have a lot of windows and yellow
paint. The yard has to have
exactly one acre of land, en
closed on three sides by woods. I
want a twelve-acre field for
pasture, no more, no less. It’ll
hold six cows, enough to eat and
enough to sell to cover expenses,
if that is ever possible. There
absolutely has to be eleven acres
of woods, so my farm will be
twenty-four acres total.
I'd like to help humanity. I’d
like to be a politician and a
priest. I'd take pictures and
write stories. I’d be a monk and
an athlete. I’d be a University
president and a ditchdigger. I'd
build houses and picket outside
of polluting factories.
But. most of all. Id like to be a
writer. I will never care enough
to try and change the world. My
one goal is to be the source of
inspiration for the man who does
change the world. I’d like to be
the Norman Rockwell of literary
circles. I’d be Shakespeare and
Sandburg. Well. jerk, are you
satisfied? I want to become an
■American institution. But only
for my lifetime.
I can only imagine the great
people who are reading me at
this very minute.
Editor
Bull Shot
Cow dung hurled by a new
member of the Kansas Bar
soared 184 feet as a new world’s
record for cow chip throwing
was set over Labor Dav
weekend.
Dan Watkins credited a
careful selection of dung for his
record-breaking throw. Watkins
twtcied that fresh chips tend to
be header than chips that have
had a chance to dry out.
So while other contestants at
^e Old Settlers Day Festival in
Russell Springs threw chips like
fnsbees or discuses. Watkins
reared back and tossed his
heavy, fresh chip like a baseball.
every time I hear it, or see it in
The Collegiate. This word’s time
has come!
Let’s throw “apathy" out of
our campus vocabulary and
substitute something that sounds
much better. I suggest “relaxed
enthusiasm,” which I think is a
rather agreeable and inoffensive
combination of words that
express “that word
adequately. Or, you may have
other expressions in mind that
may be substituted equally well.
This two-paragraph exercise
hasn’t been an unpleasant one,
has it? It hasn’t been for me.
And you know, we just spent a lot
of energy describing our
condition. What if we used as
much energy to lose "the
condition”?
To The Editor:
Since no one else saw fit to do
so, I want to apologize for the
“Greeks” who chose not to
participate in ACC public
Homecoming events. I noticed
that as individuals and
participating members of non-
Greek events a few heta
make the day a success
those I owe no
Something should be
however, about the Inter-£
organizations who decided
Jo>n in a campus majonS
effort of expressing the warma
The decisions not
participate were made aln,r,
simultaneously with theAliim„
Director’s wailing to opeS'
building space. On Monday
afternoon, October 27, Mr Smitii
waited at the fairground wlile
the said organizations voted noi
to honor his efforts. Excuse*
flew around thick and fast toi
week, but the past power o(
Greek ingenuity and
decisiveness made the presen'
Greeks and their excuses look
ridiculous and weak. For tfe
weakness in Inter-Greek
leadership, I must apologize.
J. Ross Albert
Grand Chapter Advisor
Alpha Sigma
Phi Fraternity
Self-Reliance
Over the past year or so, I have built up a store of
general impressions, though I hope not too general,
about our generation, particularly those of us attending
ACC. Of course, I am not pretending to write with the
wisdom of age in my bones, but that does not necessarily
invalidate the comments I am about to make.
Most of the students I have come into contact with,
inwardly, if not outwardly, reveal high levels oi
perception — in short, we’re really fairly bright and
deep inside we know it. Of course at times we’ll be
cowboys or cool college kids, acting in a kind of great
comedy — the comedy of the mobile American student
(Oh, the ecstatic feeling of marking “student” in those
little boxes!); but inside there’s a core of sensibility, at
least in most of us.
If, for instance, someone were to get us in a room for
a serious discission, we might find the right answers,
and more importantly, we would know that they’re
right. But then we would leave the room and forget
about it. Since the things we talked about — histor}’,
philosophy, art, man — presented no immediate
gratification, or at least they didn’t seem to, we would
forget about them and find something that did.
I am speaking of school and class and the things we
do everyday. I am distressed because we can learn so
much. I am thinking that we all really know that we
should study more but that something pulls us from it.
Perhaps we were spoiled a little too much.
Most students I know see the importance of
education, and yet they think that by attending college it
comes automatically — like when you fill up with gas
you think that the attendant should automatically wii»
your windshield. (To carry a bad mataphor further) We
must do some wiping from the inside if we’re ever going
to see anything at all. In short, we must work.
JOHN PACA
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