| Summary: | The Fioretti is a literary journal consisting of original submissions and editing from contributing students at Marian University, Indianapolis. / Fall '1968 \ t \~ '( 1 ~ i ( -fior&ttl" ¥ I , / ,ARTICLES ') - I 7 Mississlppno Chicago: the Move/Left ·: ". JOennts von Pyritz ' 18 Whatever happened to the Indian? , ,/ JeraldJ. ~agan , ' .1 . 24 The Education Gap(:.A S91utlon . , James W~dner . " ,POETRY I' i 6 " 'What now . " k ., , ,Tess Eicbenberger 6 "There was . . " - Tess Eichenberger 11 The Goodwill Ma~" , Caro.le Williah,s 12 Lonely, One-road M~n " Madonna Kelsey \ 12, Autumn ' " I Richard Gardr;ler I / 715 The Kiss . K~viil Farrell 16 Particles of Life ~ 1 , ,7John p. Kirchner : 17 'Paradox Lost ' j, Andrew Lewallen '" 17' "Even . . . " \ Tess Eichenberger 23 In Peter's House r " Andrew Lewallen (' ( I 't ,t \' ) J '/ f' veSt. 'XXV'II f I I !-, N! l' ,l l 2Z The morning of tomorr\ow-day I Aln'ita l!>eLun~ ( , ' 28 "lance lived in a house . . '." IKent Overholtzer I 28 Weeping Sands :' ) \' Kent ~OverholtzJer '\). , 32 House on 28th Street "- Carole Willrams I '" ',32 ,Act 1ft, Scene tV 'I I Carofe Wml'ams 35 Sense ' Andrew Lewallen 36 "i wov~ be,tWeen lonely . { Anita 'DeLuna' 36 '~ i once had a,worm . " " John O'Kane I \. ~ , 9TORIES 12 Oeath's Other Kingdom James Widner 29 Letters of a Soldier's Wife \ Oennis von Pyritz '\ ' , \ bodies ~ L y ,) , , \( DEPARTMENTS ' ' '>-) ) The Anti-Editor Notes 3 Can you Iqentify I I . ~ 4 , Issue:,ls Chrristianity Relevant '26 The Anti-Editor Asks 33 pst o{ Oead Words , ' f \ \ \ _ f "1 / \ i . Publi~hed Quarterly by the Student Board of Marian Col/ege , \ cover by James Palagi I - f ( I 1 '\.- C 0:' f le~J!-' () 7-q(l Cor;e ) r \ \ \ ) I V \ "Truck" by Dennis von Pyritz THE ANTI-EDITOR NOTES /- By this time you have no doubt thumbed through this issue of the new Fioretti. You \ ) have seen many photographs, some inter-esting" some not so. You may have read some of the fillers, notieed some unusual drawings, or have skimmed·the beginnings of some of the articles1, essays, and stories. The paper is textured, the ink is brown. One of the reasons you went out of your way to pick it up was toe cover, the Fioretti nude, a first. You mayc be won'dering about the "Disintegrati-ng Fi~es" on the back cover. So we need not poin't out to you that this is; not the Fior.?tti you read (or did not read) last year and the year before, etc,. ') We hoper that you- read the whole iss~e" this - time we deserve that at least. You , won't like it all, we hope not. You-will dis- . ( agree with some things, we hope so. You may even -be praying for the rebirth of the old Fioretti, we hope not, for your sake. - , Some of the material may be good, 'some' excetlent, and some, you may consider, ter: rible. You may further question the taste of some material. or the honesty of int~nt of the magazine as a whole . All this is unfortunate, but unavoidable if th'r magazilJe is change, rather to continue to strive -for literary -qualify and, at the same time, for relevancy. We do not intend at any time to'- court the," . favor of any student, fac'u. lty or administrative group. We hope to remain "ho~st~', but, at the same,time, the course ,of the Fioretti is a word, experimental. '- , the simple matter-ot-fact story ,is that the Student Board did not wish to continue :to support the kind of magazine that the old. Fioretti was: Neither did we-wish to publ~Q. 'that kind o(magazine. The old Fioretti had lost its force, its relevancy; it lacked cultural and, pOlitica,1 awareness. The old FIoretti had become essentially an "ego trip" for ,/ unpublished poets an9 writers. It had, in its attachment to gratification, forsaken its effectiveness in. communicating ideas and emotional expression. SO,we, at the begin- ./ ning of this year, in a series of antt-meet-i ngs,_ respectively laid to rest the 'old concept ot Fiorett~ on- our shelves alo.ng with " old, unwanted issues. And in that same series of gatherings, group-things closely \ resembling anarchy, emerged a new'and vi-brant picture <;:>f what the Fioretti would mean this year. There has been dissenti'0Q anq rebellion in the same ranks of the staff, and ~ what began as a participatory demo;, cracy is now a ,"benovolent dictatqrship." The action alld reaction within the staff wilJ /' / ,reflect our role as-a c~talyst. This is all a part of the Great"Experiment. _ The first phase of the experiment concerns the actual process of printing; this - ye~u in.keeping with the. tren'd,tb make student affairs more student-centered, we are · doing the printing on campus. We have resorted to the offset method, thanks to Col. Wagner and Mrs. Spallina, in an effort to , reduce costs and pUbliSh more and better issues. The Fioretti will be pubtished quarterly this year, with more pages and at less cost than in previous years. ' , . The secondphase involves consideration of the balance and types of material. Nineteen poems are in this issue, selected from Sixty that. were handed in. In this issue you wi" tind a historical treatment of New Left, a challenge to Christianity, .1he impressions of a VietNam veter;" and an analysis of the structure of a university. We solicited drawings and photography to be published independently of any article, for their own artistic merit. We Qffer further two sensitive works. of fiction. The end product, we hope, oJfers a balance of experience from whicb ttre reader can more effectively ' realizehis own potentiak - ~, We have also formulated tentative plans for future issues. 'We intend to' solicit fOJ the next issue, a c~ndid overview of Marian College by, Dr. Guzzetta. More ambitious perhaps is the plan to send- an editorial group to v,arious smaH liberal-arts colleges in the Midwest, possibly Indiana Central, Earlham and Antioch. We will talk with the student editors and leaders to get a general, portrait of each institution. With this source "mate'rial we intend to hold a staff rap-in to evalu'-ate the position and course of Marian , Coinciding wit~ N~gro History Week will be an issue ~containing special material on the black ~tuation, written mostly, we hope, by black students. We hope thus to expose studen- ls to new racial themes. At the same the Carbon announced that we would rape minds. We see Marian as virgin territory. We intend to doj ust tha-t-- to pick out the 'fallaCies, to weed out weak" ul"lbased co!,- time we will continue to so'licit and publish cepts, to set the intellectual machinery~at quality fiction and" poetry. ' ~ an ecstatic pace. We do not intend for the content of themagazine'tQ monopolized by The Fioretti is a>, catalyst. If we do any- one type of thought;--W~, solicit all views-and thing, we hope to provoke debate. rf any choose them solely on their literary merit , kind of polarization occurs over Fioretti and effective presentation. "But we inte!:'d to 'policy, we would hope, at least, that itwould experi~ent this year, to provide cultural ( force a re-examination of the issues we pre- ' -and political exposure, to be contemporary; ~ sent or question. W~fhope to estat>liS-h a very and exciting, Jrreverant and 'outrageolis, if high, if not- heated, level of ~iscussion of /necessary. We intend "'finally to provoke,- - "- ideas. If-the institutions or issues are not , ' rape, and' pillage the intellectual atmos-able to- survivel this c!i~cussibn, then they· phere of, Marian Colh:~ge. The Fioretti is nO' are not worth preserving. A few weeks ago longer sterile, it is potent. J ' , Carl Oglesby ~en Kesey , Mark Rudd - Jerry Rubins - Richard/Farin!! Leslie Fiedler Ed Arzsman Eric Clampton _ J, / CAN YOU IDENTIFY? / ~-~ Jean-L~c G9dard , Capt. Howard Levy . Peter Weiss -Huey Newton - J.R.R. Tolkien / - Linda Miller Philip Berrigan Saul Alinsky -if you score less than 25%~ you need the Fioretti Eldridge Cleaver , The United States of America Paul Kra~s,ner Arlo Guthrie John K. Galbraith Bob Konsfimze'r , Jan Pavaar -if you identified half the names, we need yO~l\I on-our staff -if you know all of them, you can be editor' • - Y , -_ (answers to be published in next issue) / ' \ \ / IS CHRISTIANITY RELEVANT? If- th,e only question this article raises is whether oe not the Catholic Church is relevant, then the point has been missed. The . crucial issue is the value of Christianity, it-self. Only if Christianity can be cOllsidered of value does the relevancy of the Church cially being prayed for, in Vietnam, and an. other in Nigeria, and another in . The Church seems iQ De-quite proficient at administering to the dead, the-newborn, and the lover of the letter of the law. Is jt capable of dealing with the living? Could become important. x - Bob Konstanzer answer that one? The Chur~h prides / itself on being descendan~ from Christ, its foung.er al")d greatest apostle. Apo~tle of what? Does the' Church give meaning to Christianity or did _ Christ give meaning to the Church? Is Christianity a .§ystem of laws handed down ~ by stodgy old men who n~ver participated in life as human beings, OL is it an encourRegarding the Church and its relationship . to the Marian campus, i~f the situation any better? Is it true that the ' patterns for the new nuns' habits c,ame from the j 905 edi-' tion of Sears' catalog? Or is there a new rendering of the garb sE(nt out periodical'ly - say oncEf every 500 years - from Rome? agement to stod.gy old men to be more hu- The most recent display of i:'relevancy'~ man? And what does it mean to be human, . ' was a rock ad-aptation of the Mass, a truely o?'is that the message of Chri'st? revolutionary . . . con'cession. Granted, Christ was killed because no one ·under- there is a better mode of .communLcation ,' - stood him: and the Church, beginning with - than Gr~g?rian ch~nt, an~ a m?ve t.o mod- Paul, has managed to enshrine that mis- ern musIc IS a step In th,e right direct-Ion, but understal)ding. Why does the Church-try so the music is not where the meaning of Mass , hard to destroy the manhood of Christ? He I-ies. The musi·c is ~rylply decoration. It is the was not setting down patterns of life for . meaning of-the Eucharist that is important. gods. It is, precisely, that which i's missed. Let us begin by commenting on what the - Christ said, "Do this /in remembrance ot Church apparently considers important. -me." Christ was thirty-three years long. Most recently, the issue was the marriage " \How' can we possili>ly sum his worth in a ·)f Jacqueline Kennedy to Aristotle Onassis tinkling of bells at the ritual raising of the The eFltire world know that the late Presi- host. It is not the consecration of the host, dent's widow was Catholic, and that Ona~sis but the -desecration of the life 01 Christ. It- ' was many times divorced, and we all knew Christ had !bled according to the official , the posi,tion of the Church regardi.ng that promulgation of the law, he would not have 3vil of evils, that destroyer of holy families, . died on a cross. We face the same decision divorce. And the law was administ~red, for that he had to make. Shall we choose be, he Church must not lose face. In the niean- ~ tween the law and the meaning of human time, there is a war whose victims are offi- life? Is Christianity relevgnt? , - ) . Fioretti, in the hope !hat it may offer some unorthodox and relevant advice suggests the following reforms: 8. that concepts of Christianity be rejudaized (see Robert Gordi~: "ReJudaizing Christianity" The Center / 1. that the nuns' habits be brought up / ' to date or eliminated entirely Magazine, Sept: 1968). ~ 9. that Thomas.Aquinas be condemned ~s a heretic' / 2. that the encouraged recitation of-the office be discarded /" 3. that clerics be allowed to react"" to their human needs witb-out being comdemned for it ,4. that the Church involve itself actively with the political , and moral issues of the day 5. ' that real experimentation in the . sear9h/" fer a meaningful liturgical experience be officially supported by the Archdiocese of Indianapolis ~ " e.g. Agape~in a la Bob Konstanzer, group experience' a la John O'Kane in '. Carbon editorial Nov. 22, 1968. -6. that Christianity be discussedtactively '-. and earnestly in an attempt to come to ~ome sort of understandin~ of it. ' 7. that the Church actually recommend ' . living like- a ,Christian i.e."becoming involvea with fellow man, trying to realize what it means to give a eta'mn , J O. that a discussion of birth control centering on individuals rather than 'ideas be instituted, with the realiza- " tion that the Church offic'ially frowns on sex. , - " - 11. that Action' break free of its fear to - - 1.,; " • act 12. that ever.y religious symbol of mone- - r" tary value be sold and th~ income used for ,.,somettling worthwhile e.g:, set up a non-profit institution whose funds would be used to enable families to break free from the cycle of inner-city poverty, and to become human. / '-. Many changes need to be I made. Fioretti .suggests that we at least begin now to make the changes we already discussed too long. Richard Gardner Letters in response to any materral appearing in ,this issue should be left ih fhe '- Publications 'Office~ Mail.eCi letters.- should be addressed to the Anti-Editor, Fioretti at Marian College. \ J - I ~ We acceptfor consideration -draWings, photographS and typed material con' cerning any_ subject. No restrictions except those concerning I~ngth apd quality are placed on the writer. /" ./ / / " J - r .r- 1. \ ) -' What n0W ( is gon~? G, \. old oa~ le'aves 'l~hen '- ev~n s-il'credness J Dr-uids trampling--- the Noonbo~ s unno'ticed ,r Lullabys transp'osed into electric ~hords ~And my though ts ~ Running over t ·he sr l m ",of \ Sani ty .' In search of a sat:red tumbler And "finrl-ing _ins tead , Another rim \. , \ There " ~as a .') --- - I .-/ . >D~-rk Age of W.iJfdows ~ ,Everything " , K )' "z 'Z \ ). . -, ) Tran~parent. trans lucent, opaque ~ 0ty eyes, made ,;: r \' '- ~ ) --' , !\1edieva) j udg;ne~ ts, \. , Then ' ',: ,J Y There came a '" ~;~ ,Ii / S umme 'r a'r cn i t e 2t '. r \. \ , ) --- Everything-~_ "'-' '\ 'Rainbowed, intr-i (at~ I?reCiOtlS My eyes made ~ Stain~ gl~s ~ j udgments I N-ow there are ' , \ ./, ) "- No wj ndows at all ,Eve ryt-,hin-g ! . \, ~.- >,. Too contin'gent -:, For /' (' , Con! emporary ~ yes ~ t o 'judge , / .' --Tess Eichenberger~ v/,- '\ / ( ;/ o " ) ',. I T-. ;;--. c: Mississippi 10 Ch~cago: _ , K the move left to death"s other kingdom remember us - if at all -'- not as lo,st , .' ./ white; scraggly and stjff showing signs of 'repeated brushings, reflecting many moments of caressing in an open field, along j viole.nt souls, but only '( - as the hollow men the stuffed men r a seashore. Life, how lovely it was! Was? r Yes, it is all gone isn't it? What has become ---' of -the ageless melodies, the inflnite harmonies: the joys that Jife had at one time - Eliot so generously gi~en. A pj·cture. There are "several ! people' (n the picture - a young man, ·a ~young woman, and--: a little girl, a preJty little girl. The picture appears yellow, as if it has been folded double many times by an unstea.dy hand.' Cracks run up and down and across thi~ anGient memory distorting, clouding- ~I the face of the three people, three t;>e~utiful . people. , / , - , I ""The desk upon which the picture's exist te.nce :-is supported- is scratched, cbipped J and dusty. Its brown bleakness pervades the room. Th~ top of iJ shows many battlescars from the war with timer, but the desk - §till survives, just as -people survive. Yet the people, like the desk, wkft, sit and wait for decayt~ eat them outof existence. Dust fills the room, chokingrttie sunlight from entering.,/ seemingly protecting the armour of age th~ has succumbed the room. There is a bed too. The bedspread? ~ Ag'ed. The wooden fr-ame of the bed? AlSo aged. But upon the bed'-an object of, com~ -- plex degree - a woman. BuHs it? Age has distorted bey.ond recognition: Deep valleys run across her face; folds of skin lay isolated. Her hair, what is left of it, is snovJ / I - / Where have they gone? But they aren't gooe; they still ' exist. Tfl~y have merely beeJ1 trCilnsformed into - vClCuum memories. Me~ories one can see and hear, but not touch. Yet isn't that the essence of life and joy - to touch? To feel to -grasp, to know that life is real? ---' , Yet that is ~o more. The past has faded into yellowed- memories of time, never a- -1 gain to be embraced: This wOman, _ this pocketyof memory is still here,' however, to suffer, to be real wittrout life. To have the spirit, the soul sucked from your body h3aving the body to decay, to satisfy the jaws '_ of time; is this, life? Is this "wh,at i's called . "th,e joys of old age"? . ' And now this~ fading life 'sits up, s10wly _ risinQ from her bed which has become her ~ tamb. Her arms,rthe arthritic "limbs of this "-rotting trunk, brush away the -hair-; and-trying to be ,gentle, methodie.ally wipe the sleep from 'the sunken sockets, which view this weary room. "- - - ~ A clock_ is heard ticking away the seconds, the infintesimal -t)Hs of time. Like a torturer seeking the smallest amounts of sadistic pleas~.He from ~each pqrtfon of t118 sound, this infernal machine releases tick~ / reminding the old one that each tick is ' a second of time that is n-o more, slowly giving the countdown of -l i,Te, of the last days. Is this our reward for living lifelike a wounc:ted animal waiting for death, the fight for life drained longiago? The old woman JUSt sits, while the clock , declares the beat of life. She is staring out the window and across an open field. ,A breeze sends periodic r waves across t'he dewstained g'rass, the sun reflected, spark- I ling' within every wave. . . The breeze blows gently care ssing the soft skin. Brushing back her b ~ autifu I blonde hair to ke~p it out of her eyes, she 'lay in the soft dew grass, the cool wet soaking her back. Beside her lay her lover, caressing her curvaceou~ bo dy, .-fondling tier large breasts. But then she pushes his large hand aside and sits up on -one arm., "Is-this 'what love is like? I feel so wonderful, so absolutely wonderful!" . The ,h ~mdsome face only smiles, then nods. She leans over him, placing all her weight · on his rugged frame, kissing his soft lips tenderly. The sun bursts from beh. ind a white puffed ctoud, the breeze blows across the high grass forcing the green stalks to bend submittingly . . . r Th,ere are tears running down th~ cracked race. Memories, hollow memories- are all she has I~ft. C)h, to touch, to feel once more Ihe life she once knew! But no, that is imp ossible. She is left to remain looking at ~Me from this staid Dottle unable to sense ' the bea~ ty which had surrounded her. Her :3yes shift from this biting memory to the \yellowed picture on her desk. A faint smile temerges from ,her shriveled mouth, but it lis the smile of a deteated life. She is smilI~ ng, desiring to be once more in tne happy Icompany of her husband and her beautiful daughter. But will that ever be? She knows that perhaps one )day she will join her husban9 they Will soon be lowering her into the depths of the unknown, the black void which we all fear, but which on-ly these nalf-dEiad automatons can experience. Her daughter? Her daughter - she, hasn't seen her for many years. Abandoned? Yes, perhaps one could call it that; but not really abandoned, just considered al ready dead. No, one wants a crutch? and ' that's all old, people are - crutches. But this old, weary woman only knows one daughter, the daughter in the picture. She - can only grasp m"9m0 rl es, for to her ~eanty is no more. She senses nothing, she no longer i's alive, except in these memories ' with her beautiful, sweet, little girl . ", . . Gazing across the beach, she watches her,child playing in the sand. Building sand castles, which to, the young woman watching are sand castles of life, existing only for a short time soon to be washed out to sea; destroyed becoming one 'with nature. She watches her little one as the white ~ . foam covers the girl 's castle, stealing it to ~ be _swept into the giant ocean. The little girl, her hair blowing across her pink face, crys. Her creation is gone, the tears stream down her face. Suddenly, she clumsily rises and runs across the white sand to her silen't mother, who is waiting f6r thisj oy to come to h,er arms. ""'- "Mommy, mommy. It's gone~ The water grabbed my house and took ./tt ,away!" The r oman lovingly hOI~S the; child. '" They wouldn't take her creation, the water wouldn't grab ~ it from her like it did the • castle. No ttJey will never take her. . , But they have. No longer does her,little - \ J' one come; no longer does she live. Time ha.s taken h~r into its encompassing"arms and changed her. Thelitlle girLis gone - ) " a woman has replaced her. A woman the olet one does not know. Once more tears stream down her face, following the cracks) that forever will remain. She has stopped crying; she lies, down hOW, once ag,ain to hide in her tomb . . But sh~ will r:!ever rise again, nor will she have to wo! ry. Her; r~ality has decayed to nothingness and she has finally become enfolded, lost in h~r m_emories forever. 7- r - \ I THE KISS A Negro m ~n kissed me ~oday, tho~ghl am a young white boY. He ' k-issed -me and l' m g I ad he' di d • . And he f s happy "too. He is ,no homose-xu~ll . or s ,issy ~or faggot, you know. He is a man, and ' '\ He ~kissed- me. ~ , I ,,,as drowning YOll sec, ~ _ I had nearly drowned when }\c pulled me fr-om the lia,ter and k'is .sed me. And I t'i ve- because he kissed me. ~ . ( \ 7' ,_ - \ .J Kevin rarrell )' \. Particles of Life In our everyday life and experiences, we often pass over minute particles of life. The particres that we miss shall arways be missed and leave us looking -through a giant mi-rror that makes us the size of the reflecUon. John G. Kirchner II, S.O.B. Why bother with particles of life, especially if they are munute? Yes, Lexpected you to ask a question of that sort. You would feet minuteness below you. You are a success, money, power everyt~irrg anybody would ~want. You live on people who want w ith great greed. You drag them from an existence of happy childhood, _through a period of adjustment, then to adulthood with the idea that you are what they want. At no .time do they realize that they are minute particles o! life which they look for no more. You are under my wing, admit it. H~ve you 1)0 minute particles of life? Ah! Tbere you are wrong. Yes,'- I believed you and wanted what you had but something happened. My eyes awoke to see a sun I had never seen before. It was partly ybur own fault, you know. Yeah, do you remember when you fixed me up with a slut, so that I might experience that grandiose of all ~ pleasures. After your slut, I thought they were all sluts and all I cared for was to implant myself within their dirty bodies, but . one changed all that. The bodies fell like frosted· glass tinkling from a broken win- John C. Kirchner dow. I saw her before me, aIJd I leapt as I leapt at all the other sluts.-She became naked before my eyes, but my leap stopped in mid-air. I went into a trance, my\eyes glistening with color and time. When I awoke we lay together in a sunny meadow. I was cured and so she left, - me. I just sat there with fears running to the blades of grass where once she did lay. f:. smile then came over my eyes and I remembered that you would be waiting. I came back now only to ~ell you to wait no long~r , for what you have I do not want. Good-bye, Good-bye forever. Picture by Dennis von Pyritz \ ( , PARADa X LOST As I watched television flash flash ·' flash ,flash I asked myself t I / Why? And a wise, 01:0 man hobbled up to me and said: SEEK AND YE SHALL FIND. but I sough t ' .1 'and did not find until I stopped seeking / that he was and foun"d ~ lying • ./ r .'" - ~Andrew Lewa''Ilen J - Even The northe-rn lights dimmed For the ocean moon affair ,White surge drenched wi th love bead$ Moong10w riding the crests An embrace. In 'a fleeting orange moment I thought the / wave- was Peace ~ Until th~ jetty broke the color The jetty I stood on - And -wet broken pieces - "- Of' a midnight rosary called Hope - ) Slapped me in the face. J ') -~-T~s ,s Eichenberger \ \ I '. ./ / ~ Whafever Happened to The Indian? ·. • • I Jerald J. Eagan / I j / ' Cpl. Eagan voluntarily served for three year's in the U.$. Army, as a rifleman in the infantry.'-He was shot in Vietna~. What <follows' is an /impressionistic accotJnt of his , experiences. The-' most significant asp'ect of his story is, that by the time he entered ) the service he ~was an -amateur- expert on 'Warfare, with 400 books and thoughts of West Point. By the time he left, he had changed f~o nt that "gung-ho sonovabitch" to an avid critic of the wa·r, on mo'ral l grounds: I . Head held high- above the water, body - ' 'i. lying in the muck, I laughed madly at-what was happening around me ~ Cracking bullets filled the air, sounding like a chorus · of bullwhips - Iashing- at a pack of untamed lions. \ Bullets sound different. . Casual ~ overhead r'oun'ds fairly loft / , . through the air. Those meant and aimed for 'you make a ,cracking sound tbat; is unmistakable in meaning. I had no illusions that day_ A natural obstacle of a canal, with a wire entanglement,) had ' been the cause qf the unraveling' of the company whrch had become badly .disorganized and scattered 'over a wide area. The stragglers and non- ~ swimmers held up by the deep water fur-ther added to the chaos. '~, ~ Dark and murky, fen or twelve feet wide .> and as" many- deep, Jhe canal stood as an effectfve barrier to our advance. To augment the water ditch was a double strand . _/,r ~ • 6 pf .booby-trapped barbed Wire that topped \ the far bank. / It had- remained an imp?sse until· the company commander's scout had moved · forward. Plunging dog-like into the water, he immediately sank under 'the cumbersbme weight/ of his gear. Undaunted, he ;> surfaced, spouting water like a porpoise, and continued to fl·ounder acfbss to the ~ other side. ~ ) F_ollowing several Slips on the·_steep bank, he gingerly crawled atop the dike, cqrefully avoiding the booby trqps . . With success~ his, he stood . with feet spread apart,.-' halids~Gn-hips, jaw thrust \out in a )picture of towering stupidity~ Wi,thin several minutes tb.,e ~ater was churned '-white with a knot of sold1'ers. Cursing, heads bobbill9, -lost rifl~s and gear slips and falls, the company began its ford: One soul, unimpressed by the mass . of flailing - bodies in the water, proceeqed to relieve himself. Another soldier; not terribly keen at being ' pissed on; ~r;lgaged him in a truculent battle of obscenities. Amid al{ the 'confusion,",Hensen and I saw , the chance to chuck /expess ammunition and equip,ment into Jhe w9ter. Hensen could not swim and I had felt}hat I could ( , ( -\ :, / not make it across with my seventy: pou-nd I found myself stan<!ing alone,_ staring load. Gutsy, he plunged into the water with - dumbly about, when a burst of machine -' no regard fOL his safety. More cautions, I gun fire literally hack~d a swatch through / lowered myself'\. slowly and gently in to the the rice. I divecPhead first into the slop ---, water,and sank instantly not more than 'a " with no qu?'ms. - foot from shore. _, Quite sure my mind had gone through a --; A fair hour was spent'fording the capal, hole in the wall, ,I found myself laughing, aDd, as Tong coaxing and dragging the non- ' insal')ely. _ r swimmers to the 'far side. It took another ~A~ is to, indicate that madness was not \ half-hour' -to regroup.- the squads ahd "mine alone, I heard Velasquez laughing platoons into their proper march orqer. even louder than-:-1. Unknown to / I;1S, tt"!e enemy must have He was hidden by the::- grass,-but I could watched ,V{ith cold-hearted patience, as hear him above the tiring. He st:touted some we milled about tt:le canal. Had their weap" obscenity to meand we both roared in sideons "'been in , fp.n'ge we would have been sQJitting mirth. - -slaught~ red there in our confusion. The noise from the street had been unre- The, order was given to Spread, out, ?nd lenti~g and had pounded ' on my window the thin ~kirmish _ line began to- reform. until I could sleep no' more. We moved forward. Lying in bed, tasting the staleFless of ." Steaming from the mid-afternoon humid- last night's beer, I found mys~lf rerilember-ity, the Jice paddies threw -off a stench in9 .that day. The dre.a~ had stoppe-d, but I that 'made o)ur reeking bodies pleasant in could not halt the flood oU,houghts smash-comparison. / ing my m~-"d. We had waded approximately fou'r hun- The day'·s events returned. /" , dred meters when the firing erupted. \ Our laughter ha~ ceased as the shock All sense of unity was lost when the first wore,' away and the firing gr~w more v911eyof machine gun fire rattltad from the intense. The air bristled with bullets fhick - treJ~ line. Men fell where they had been, and ~ot. The din was ear-splitting. everwalking. Some had been caught on the head, helicopter gun ship.s gfided towards __ ':> _ ') "'" __ ____ r.l _ north side of a large dike. The side nearest / _the ground firing rockets in screaming the tree rifle. Others had 6ee~ forlunate - w'ail$.~Machine guns clattered incessantly enough to fall behind it and use its earth and artillery rounds roared in, ~apid ex- 1 . - , _ .J ' for protection. Most of us were caught in .plosions. \ the open p1addies ~ith nothing but rice Far to the right, oehind a very large canal, shoots and a few inches of fetid wafer for a savage battle raged. TWo thousand North cover. Several had died as they walked ---::- Vietnamese regulars were backed against " ' ,/ along .the ~dikes. Their bodies dangled the South Ch)na' Sea, being ripped aparC limply in' silence. Everyone was in th~ir by O~[ air, sea, and ground·assault: own world as the , waist high rice obscured ~' In the mrdst of the firing, a mortar round vision and the hea~y fire madEfit irTI"possible exploded- some twenty feet t o my front., A '" to assemble into fire teams and squads. huge chunk of shrapnel sizzled by ~y neck / , \ / and splashed into the water with a hot whoosh. Velasquez had gone qu-iet. I called loudly above the noise, but got no answer. Slowly I crawled to where I thought him to be. I ha,d gone but a few feet when I was met by the sight of a body, its .- head very nearly sheered away, a single, sad eye staring up to me, blood spattered against the almost day-glo green rice. The entire mess ebbed qui~ty in th1e waves made by my moxem~nt. ~ Days passed. The monsoon came. People died. Some went home unscathed. Others became feverish with malaria. More came to fill the gaps. Hensen died with a bullet in the brain and I was shot -a few days later. My war had lasted less than fE>ur months. The time spenhn Japan afforded me the opportunity to unsnarl the events of the months spen! in Vietnam. \ of myself and needed compensation for the loss. --- Initially it wa-s, a common :revulsion' for killing that prompted my reaction. Specific incidents 6f brutality and needless slaogter -caf11e ~to mind. War turned people into cold murderers. It left death in its wake. Shredaed bodies and maimed minds. Ravaged villages and homeless innocents. Perhaps all wars are the same. But this was my oIlly war and I was convinced -it was wrong. In an 'early letter to a cousin, I tried to express the realities of the war as I had seen them. The war was wrong. One time or a ( hundred, it was wrong! I tried to m,ake it very clear that he should avoid military service. Canada was a hazy ' possibility. But in ~ 966 the protest movement was still in an adolescent stage and Canada had. not become the refuge it is today. I' was correct " in assuming that he had been conditioned to look upon such an act as cowardly and despicaOle. I was fortunate 'since my thoughts were not complicatedby.the fear that I would retu, rn to icombat. I saw men -cringe quite rightly , under the knowledge that their safety and comfort were only te'mporary. - That in the end they would go back to-the , heat and slime and death of Vietnam. The doctors informed me that mY,:.armhad been badly shattered and that the nerves, if they recovered, would' be at least a year in t!.eal·ing. I was grateful for that information. ) I had passed through the /maelstron and was alive. I Even in those early days, however, I was \. certain that our involvement in Vietnam was a mistake. To be sure, I was a giant step from my_ present position, but then the facts were more obscured by pride. I had been shot. Lost fresh and bone and blood were not e'asily forgotten. I had given Vietnam a part Eventually the spasms of seriousness became fess frequent as I was caught up in the swirl of Japan. -~ I has served in Korea, Vietna'm, and Japan, bqt fell 'in love, with the latter witn my first breath'. , ' Simply stated,. it did not stink. Even in the ? frigid winters of Korea, the smell of human feces spread over the riGe had persisted. And I craved Hamburgers. Months of- eating C-rations had constricted my insides and turned a once highly sensitive palate into a wooden bridge be\ tween stomach and meal. Hamburgers be- ~ came a regular part of my diet. I stuffed them down in Whim~y-like ·frenzy. / / Cokes, beer, win!!, sake, whiskey, an were pour~d down in rather record proportions. Straight, behirt\d followed a deluge of Darvon, acquired to "ease the pain." "_ Long train ride~ flashing through blurred countryside into the abysmally crowded streets of Tokyo. Fighting rush hour croV'ds at Shinjuku ' Station. Two and a half million commuters swarming through its turnstiles in a two hour period. My arm cast gave me added armar:!!ent in that fierce struggle. . \ Watching thousands of students gushing r from subway tUl1nels onto the streets like a tide in their black-school uniforms. Drinking sake in the crowded "joints" that seemed to be everywhere. All drinks - were taken standing as no seats or booths were present. The clientele was' a coarse mixture of . stevedores, steei and construction workers, civil servants and an occasional businessman, their conversations clipped and il:: lustrated with co'mic gesticulations. , Within two or three drinks, the knees . '- . / turned rubbe~y and began to groan In hope that their misery might be eased. We fled to the sake , houses to avoid , . I \ went to their temples and acquired some of their desires for peace. . Alas, March came and my name appeared on the rotation roster. My physical condi- .; tion demanded more specialized treatment \-c. and I was being sent home. The· plane took me away o.oe day . Away from where? From my home or to it? '\' Stateside hospitals offered few attractions. Valley Forge was large and ~teril~. Phoeni-xyille was drearY-and had few decent drinking spots, and an even smaller num- '" ber of friendly citizeris ~ The MPs at the gates were not SQ easily liribed by- a tew cartons of ciggies as had been tne ~ Japanese. The AWOL days were .finished. Military discipline was evident with work details and formations. I eluded the details by slipping ,away to' the golf course at the break of each day: ,c. But I had more time\ to think about the war at Valley Forge. It was never far away from us there. Fresh gro,ups of wounded and dying arrived almost daily. Amputees hobbled down the co':ridors~and were an.--all too painful reminder that the war was growing. further conversations with the students. Conversations with a radical friencLmade Well meaning, intelligent, tl'1eir questions my ~previous position intolerabre. He had seemed to bear the same stamp, and-we held a mirror to my face and I h~d snud-quickly grew bO'red and sickened by their dered at the rmage. ' conformity~ In the end, but for a handful, I turned around and !oo'ked back. we replied in rude, obJuse answers that cut Two years had passed and _with them through the friendly exterior~ of ,\alf but a dreams and a life. The. life had been ~ying few. .' long before that day in November. Bu.t the We gained more from the 'Japanese who dreams were finally shattered on ~n obscure were proud of their nation and its culture trail in Vietnam. Truth had punched its and who showed us Tokyo las their home, raw, bastard fist through my face and I was rather than .inquiring cO'nstantly about only now beginning to feel its impact upon America. We took their baths, ate their my_ mind, its fingers pointing towards new raw fish and seaweed, drank thei ~ sake and _ ( dr~ams and "a different life. The war lover scalding tea, tried to speak their language, is dead. Long may he rest-in pe.ace. / / IN PETER'S HOUSE / In P~ter ~ s house, lie try th is and tha t 'iay to hold ourselves together. \ ~-tany clocks -each keep-ing perfect time \ with itself-determine what we do and say. tick bump tack The rrours sound irregularly, which should make i 1 hopeless . but doesn't. \ r we can tell that the guppies are pregnant again (or still) because they are fat and have b I g black belly ~dots • . The aquarium gurgles constantly, I which sho~ld make it easier In Peter's house, lie try this but ddesn' t. r and that way to ~o Id ourse! ves together. --And~e~ Lewallen .:> \. . , ( " ) ," ) / / Th.e Ec;Ju'cation G~ap:~a solutio~ .~ ') Jam.rs Widner Recently, an incident took place at Purdue University in which the edito'r of the campus newspaper was removed from 'his , position ' for criticizing the scnool's administration and attacking the university /\ president. The full details 0f what exactly / happened are not ~nown ' nor ever will be . known. What is important .is that yet another, and perhaps iF! some way, more se,,: vere · example h,as taken place on the col- " lege c~mpus in which a lack of communic5! tion between the students and the administration is a,J 'the front as 'anissue. What~ppears to be behind the issue is ' that ~ neither the student J'"lor th~ administration understand e,ach ot~er. Pert-laps this _ is the key t6 the whole problem. If it is, no one has apparently figured it out bec-ause . the pr-oblem is still there as unscathed as ' '- it was in the beginning. 'A clarification of each other's position is in oJder and only , -. ), - after this is completed, then a working out of a system which would bridge this com- _ munication ga'p can b~ realized. ' Upon immediate analysis, the party who app'ears to be at f~au It (from a) student's . point of view) is, of ~ou~se, the administration. I stress "of course ~' becaus,e oeing " a student, I would naturally refrain from \ , proclaiming fellow ~tudents' as the ' initial / 1ault. However, despite this seemingly -- narrow poi~t-of-View, an_ objecti~e ap-/' " proach will be taken in the discussion of this problen:i~ A question that arises is why the administrat'ion i~ at fault? _Why n9t the stud,ent? First of ali, it must be made clear' th§lt ~ a ca~mpus nS,--wspaper is)mainly the responsibility of the students. Tbis is. -because it is a means of inter-campus ~om- -munication main'ly for-: the stuaent and is ' , merely i)ncidental for anyone else who cares 10 read it. What a newspaper, prints' then, is the ()pinions- of the student tiody. As r with student government, it is a responsible means for the shjdent to defend himself '- from external forces" in this case the ,ad- . ministration. Therefore, when an article attacking some member-of the facu-Ity' or -administration, even to the point of calling for their dismissal (as was the case at Purdue),- J§-submitted~ the publication has every right to print it: What must be kept in mind by ) the publication (and. the author of the ) artici'e) is that' go_od reasons for such ac-tion must accompany t~e ~rticle. ~or if J~ there is no legitima,te ground,s for the attack, then it is the publication which is at fault, and the author of the article as well .-" . as the editor -qf the publication ,are to be held responsibtefor such unfounded ag- _ gression. ~Jhis is perh9Ps ~what happens on many large_campuses arot;!nd the country: some minor complaint is made and ( because of the fensio~ns which jilways exist between students /and administrations (no campus has idyllic rejationships), at times things ,can get out of haRd and all sorts of complaints be-gin' to fly, most of which are rumors. Y The important thiFig to be understood is' ) ~ I, ~\ , - that each stude"'t has the responsi~jlity ,- tuinate~ is not the case-on, most campuses. of criticizing when the Qccasioh . for such This is a part of the trouble behind-the cam-~ complaint arises. No- school should be · pLis revolts which h~ve been occuring over allowed to be run" ina dictatorial manner, the past year. It is similar fu the bl.ack versuch that the students have no free speech. sus white strug/gle that takes place in cities r It must' be-:kept in mind that the students around the United States.", Tne~ blacks 'no ~' are the school and not vice versa. For with- longer want to be inferiQr, they want to out the students theJe would be no schdol. be equal and rightiy so, for tbey should (School connotes students , much more be. The case is the same for education. than it does teache.rs.) The~ administration , Students wanj to be equal with the adminis there merely to handle the school 'as the istration' and not inferior. Gone are the days term implies: to adniihist~r f9r the students. (thank Godl when the' studen~ wasi to reTherefore no administration I should be main passive Qecause thejr elders- knew allowed to stifle free speech. This is why what was best for them. This is a rather with the present knowledge of facts, the dated idea and should have been tossed firing of the 'editor of-a campus newspaper out-years ago. The people Qf wisdom who tly a member of the administration was t'!elp the students learn and mature are wrong, just ' as the punishing of any stu- \suppos~d to be the fagulty not the adrnini- _ dent who took it upon himself) o ,criticize stration. The .Jadmiriistration is merely an some facet of the school is wrong. ordanization created to carry out the bus- ~wever, things must be' examined f~,om iness end of the college and to enforce the an administrative point-of;:yiew also tf rules that are created.-lby the administration, tot-al understandlng of the situation is to faculty and students. ~ deveiop. In most cases, and in the case of Co-~peration is the key to a calm camthe Purdue incident, the administration pu~. For unti·1 the adminis~ration realizes is not acting in a dict~!oriai position,' butl ' I that it cannot. "big brother" the stu~ent rather from a reactionary attitude. Anyone--;' ~bOdy.' ~nd u~tll t~e studen~ body realizes who is attapked naturally reacts to it, some- ' that It IS an ImporJant function and po~e~ .-' times' to a much higher~degree than is ' 0"" campu~ ,.and _ s,h.ould . act. responslbl,y ~ necessary. What the j administration al ' to~ards such a ~osl.tlon will t~IS communl- _ Purdue should have done was to call those cation g~p be bnd_ged. involved to ' explain their protest, and be- .' Jmmedi~tely many' Will react to ,th.is ide.a tween the two parties work out -'some--=-- ~s a~arc.hl~al or radical. Perhap~ It IS ra~l = course of constructive action. The admin- cal, If thiS IS the ta~,rone would like to give istration should never take it upon itself it, but it is hardly anarc_hical. The presi-, the attitude of_ a "big brother" and wi~ld " dent of the college woulff still bft the head, its power around in an attempt to scare , his power would ~be merely less effective, / everyone. Both the administration and the He would be the fb"cal p~int for all-parts of students (represented by the Student " tt'le~ college structure, The .:words "focal Governmenf) should have equal power and point" meaning a rallying point an.d not not one a paw,n of the other. This unfor- a power posjtion. The president shoulp / ) '--- {~ ,f be the "great mediator"; he sh-ould not in ( ~- F \ actuality be included under administrative - titles. He is rather, a separate entity by himself . In this way, in his position of infl_ uence, he would not (and should not) hold favors to .any one element oJ the structure. The president . of a college or university should be a damper on "waves" that are created by friction between fhe students, faculty and administration. This would indeed make the president's position a difficult one, but then the presidency of .the college is nof intended to be a soft job. . " In this way constructive criticism can de-velop because now Jhere woulct be this neutral judge who would offer advice and then leave the rest of ' the problem to the discretion of the students, faculty and administration. This should be the college power structure. A schematic picture of this educational structure would appear in the foJ/'owing way: Group 1 - the ad-' . minist~atiQn (composed of the many/ gusi-j ness offices, such as Dean ·of Academics, Dean 'of Student Services, etc.); Group 2 - the students (composed of the represent- _ ing -Student Governmen!); ' Group 3 - the faculty (composed of the faculty council). And then as unification for all three groups would be . the president, who as stated would mediate between the groups as well as carry out official business of the school. In this way all three groups would be equal in power, with the freedom to bring into view some praise or criticism concerning one of the o~her groups or even the president. The "waves" would then be handled by all three along wit~h the president. _With thiS structure, no communication lapse should occur: If it does, it is not because the system did not work, but rather because the school failed to follow the structure properly. If this .is done correctly, !hen p~ace will once again reign on colleges and universities around t~e country. ./ / "Tne Anti-Editor Asks" / ,/ - In France js there a House Committee on ./ Un-French Activitie~? how aboQ,t Ur:\- Polish? Un-Eth!opian? ./ Can the fa'1lous missing link between primitive beasts and civilized being~ be the creature m~n? - - What ever became of the sexual revolu':' tion? Who WOR? Does anyone know what "law and order" really me~ns? _ W~ere does the progressive education that Max Rafferty criticises exist? - I / the morning of tomorrow-day waits wanting to s~retch forth but not rquite blossom-ready while nigh~ subsides deep in its burrow and harvest approaches- 0 ripe darkness ready for~he - dawn / - and the moon sinks s!owly; - the stars fade \ one-by-one I ~by-two -by-ten . my eyes ~earch for half a hint of sun-comin t but the )s tars fade . one-by;' one ':'by-twq -by-ten th~morni~g of tomorrow-day~aits not q,uite blossom-ready - - / while night subsides - deep i~ its burrow /' - -ripe darkness ready for the dawn -C-Anita DeLuna K / ( ( / " I -once 14ved- in a house with a single gable the w.ood was _, painted Columbia- Blue ~ -, j and al ~ !:heJ trin( was eggshell white(to match the ~ familyTh- ree other people lived there with m'e~ but I never /got to know them very well. ~ / A year and a half ago, I left _ that house never wanting to return but /I must r~turn w ) " I, must tell a{, iny travels \ ) of my affaiF4 and of my mind. I . also know that there wi-I I be -more wrinkles (- ~ and more ,shattered hope,s. Christmas is coming I'll stay a few days with them. They won't know -when J'll ~r~ive, and th~y won't kri~w ~hen ' I'll leave ) that house with a single g a~le ( WE-EPING SANDS I , \ When one person - iST hurt _in this lonely wO. .r ld, you _are left on your own. But eac6 wound (orms/ a scar ~ic/h is ~ ike. the oceJ n' s beach: wIth each 'l of Its watery sweeps completeJy changing the appearance- of th-~ And i f starts frpm the first .> ~ '''- and will alwayS: get i ts ~hance to change. aut I'like the h~art , of the abandoned love r, the sand is st f ll there - '\ ""', 'i . ) r:. ,. ~ sands. ' and ~ 0 ",is the", s car:- i .~ ~ -Kent Overholtzer --- , 1, >'7 _ ;/ 'I ~ .J -~ " L-e-tters To a Soldier's Wife - J Dennis von Pyritz . -. .I saw 'him for a moment, on the ridge, "him, old doshua, it ~as rfght at the edge of he stumbled in the snow. Just for an instant, the- woods. He must have to pass-.here on bl\a~k against white, ' h~ rolled,' then part!}' his way hpme. I knew It was' him. But 1 crawled to the ~other side: I said nothing. ~s-aid nothing. I wanted to hear his sid~, but He was on this sideJof the ridge~ I suppose I figured ft wasn (t my place to ask. H_e h~ was ~unting or on hi,s way back, from , woDtdn't have answered anYway. Neith~r chopping woo-d. He must have stumbled on "would I. ILit had been s~mebody else tpey to us. There's no tell Lng how -long he would have shot. Even if they didn't know 'crawled through the_ low bushes on the who it wa~. And if they dJd. th~y would've /' - slope of the hill. ~We knew he liv'ed around shot for s~re. ) ,here someplace, with hi~ family. His name . Things are going bad. I guess you , is Joshua. The people in the town , were heard that. We haven't seen an office'f ashamed but they said itwas their problem. higher than capfain in weeks. Things are' Tbat we had fighting to do. -So they pretty\ much scattered,." We just fight -them wouldn't\ tell us where he lived. Besides _ here and there, whe_never we run into'each '--- they knew how. some of the DOyS felt. We other. When we do tbey usually \get about ,didn't ever go ou( loo-king for hi~, it ~as as many of u.s as we det of them. We aren't , too cold. ~ut I knew ,- if tt"!e boxs ever g-ot , holding grouneJ or anything. 1 can't -figure ~ a hold of him, they'd killhlm for sure. it out. But we just take our orders. BesideS' There's no need the way I see it. A man's I got. into this thing, I may as well see it '" ,got a, rightto choose. Besides even if he through. D6n't worry - po I think it'll be oyer doesn't, it doesn't do for a rpan to get killed soon. - Luc:ky nQthing's happened to the by his own kind. And then there's his family. farm. - ( - But you can't use that. I got me a family too. . . 1 ttwught of Y0t.! today. ,Of course, I I'll be kill'ed like as noL Maybe I'm the fool do eV~Tyday. But this evening, when we ',", ' then. I wasn:t torced into it anyhow. J'm_ ' were waJking /to tDwr:l, we ' passed this just doing what I see is right. I' hope it is. house. No, it wasn't Joshua-'s. He must live . This is the third night in a row I've way 01f somewhf~re. But/this hO'use, Lt was , pulled guard. It's -quiet-. I need that. I don't laying ofta ways, sitting kind of low above \' need to hear cannons any more. Or a thou- the snow. Didn't notice anybody inside,' sand bullets - you know bullets can sOl"nd---< just that all the windowsseerned th'at warm: " just as bad as a cannon. I could do without buttery yellow. It was just like I was coming , the cold thol,lgh. But it's -dry and there back\o the place. They had a dog and some r isn't a wind torUght either. I think I he~d i chic-kens; We-passed under the sky and I ) /' I "- looked up. It was-a grey snow sky. It Iboked - do. You never know if it was your bullet so~ huge then. I thought maybe I should a~ all. And sometimes you use th~t to, make - -pray. -L was standing there, -looking uri YQ,,,urself feel better. But you know that CcoulQn't think of a thing to -say. I telt He even if it wasn't YQur bullet, that dead man was listening ' alright but I didn't see the - ~as just like you. Just like yo~.1 ctoQ't'know use. A m'an gets far away from everything whether it's imagining or if I'm' just tired. when he's' out here . Sometimes you just But my gun feels heavier and he'avier every-don't think very muc~ at all, you just go on:- time I draw a bead on- a man. I hope it all I put my head back down feel~ng like I ,_ends soon. Fm not feeling well at all. shoultl have said something. Tl:ten for some _ . I "Veot 'lnto town to get supplies before reason I t~ought a_bout old Jos~hua.' Some- '- >we leave this evening. The people at the how I felt he,was standing, Ibok,in~ up just Javern'-seemed to be glad. I asked them if like me. But Joshua knew what to '- say. He they'were nervous about Joshua. They said said it for me. He said he knew' it was me nothing but just looked at each' .other and the other night when we pa~sed i(l -the then at the ~table , I said I, knew him. I told snow, when we both said nothing. He said .them how we passed that ntght. That I he: knew I had heard him, saw him stumble didn't shoot. That I was glad we were leav-on the ridge. He knew alright. Old Joshua, ing too. That I was a!raid for him. So they I'll be alright. told me, "Joshua -and his will 'make ,their' \ .?' . I was off again tonight. We haven't had-"- - own W-Ey." I learned that they/"were not gny run~ ins for days. So we're just taking, it ashame:d of him. No, they just didn't know easy-. Tonight everybo,dy was Sitting aJound what to think. A man;- can'r~just stand by" /'" the fire drinking:" ,Most of what tJ:!ey were and let things happen. -Some!irries .a man saying isn't fit for you to hear. But they ( just can't mind just his 9wn business. Not started talking about our friend.c They say - when his friends ' and neighbors are inhe's a coward. I don't think so. I thin-k tie's valved in a war like this. That's what they better than most of us. But Lsaid .nothing. I almost went out to relieve the ' guard on duty though. YVhat if Josua should stumble' on us again? We've moved camp farther west. He might not know. They'd shoot him. Now;s the time to pray I guess.,lguess I di~. They even talked about "going after - him. But there have been reports of patrols in 'the area. we may be-moving out tomorrow. I Oon't· know what we're going to do. But I think) t'll come out -alrig.ht. Just wait and s-ee. The farm will be back in shape In no, ,ime. Arnie still wants to learn how to hun ~ I guess. I'll be teaching him. But I hope 'he never has to shoot at men like f / c. ! said; until they looked back at one another and then at the tablEt. Until I said, "He puts me to shame too." Then they moved away and gave ITle a ch§ir to. sit at their table. And , then they( spoke. No one w~s really-close to Joshua, but they had all felt W He was a -quiet gen tle' man, a holy man, he' and his family out irl th~ woods. And they protected him. They felt like they should hate him, but they could not. He was part of them all. If Joshua dies something in each one of them would dLe_ also ~ And , in me. After it's all over I mean to come back and meet Joshua. ~ I He will 'know me. I'd talk to him now even , ~f- it were -not so .dangerous. ~siaes they wouldn't tell m~ where he lives, even now that we had spoken-- to one another. I am glad we're leaving this place. I · t'ear for Joshua. . . Joshua is dead. I don't know why it had to happen. Just when we were leaving and he would have been left a.lone. He would have been safe, a-t least, 'from his own kind. ) We were marching towards his place and didn't know it.\ He was at the edg~ of a clump of trees chopping wood. They saw his _long black beard. Someone yelled "coward!" One guy opened fire_ and then three more did too. Even as he fell the others fired. We ran to him. The one that fired first ki'cked Joshua. I don't know why ~ I guess may~be I do - but I slammed my rifle in that soldier's face. I told the others to go on. A man's at least got a right to a decent burial. I guess they were afraid of me;- They just walked off. r stood there over Joshua. His eyes were open, looking up at me. His face was covered with blood, it bubbled'out " of his mouth. The eyes. I could not touch him at first. Then r closed his eyes. And I knew what they had said to -me. Joshua had 'spoken with his eyes. , He knew me and I understood. I' buried him. When I went to tell his family t cried. Maybe because I had said ,nothing too r;nany times. They fed me. I sat' in his chair at the table. They said that it was right. J hey were just like him. I 'am on my way home.) am very weak. I can go <?n no longer. I must do what Joshua bid. I'll walk many fields on my return. ~ still cannot talk to him.--But many times I find myself talkir:lg to Joshua, though not with words. '- do feel very weak. And I need all your help, and 10\l:e. ( I ANTIQUE LADY - Dennis von Pyritz \ THE HOUSE on 28th STREET - Its paint was a falling~apart gray~ Years had t rie-d to p.ush it · . jnto the ground, ~ but it f01J.ght collapse ' wi th its--- warping walls. ;' / A tall, ema-ciatedwindoN stared in solitude at the depressed street. We~ry stairs leaned against the porch which had pushed itself away from the aching frame. A wire ~ ence mellowed with rust embraced . a lonely y ard whose only 6ompanions were crurnpleQ newspapers. / And st i II that ola- house refused to, surrende r-a budding magno~i~ tr~e cares~ed its bony head~ --- .-' ACT III, SCENE IV Your timing was perfect. ' You threw yo.ur lilles to me in well-measured ~motion . / and~? I caugh t them-with tear-filled eyes . ,/ They applauded you in silence throughout our dialogues. --Carole Williams And the finale-- you liere bitter and ---hutt and -r was triumphant: "-:-1' never cared-you were deceived like afo.ol. II They -rav~d. _ You were- t~uching, tragic, the acter unequalled. Bot w& only knew that our well-played .performance was marred ' by an unheard flaw- .- that last line was not mine. '\ . r , / " - ~I \ / 0- , \ '-- 7 settle the seige even aft~ p,lans for -the gym the accusation is valid. But Jhe New Left, . had been suspeoded and ties with IDA had represented by SOS, Can be described as . been severed. They had forced a vio,lent ,extremely patriotic. _ confrotation. This is wh~ Chicago was' iron- SOS counsels draft resisters not to flee ically considered a victory by radicals: -. the cou-ntr/ but (to remain ''Clnd organi,ze)a when the' police over-reacted !hey w~re resistance. SOS- represents a movement of supposed to show the true spi'rit of Estab- genuinely ' comm'itte_d idealists,,, read'i. in . , Isihment democ ~acY i - When the- blood( many cases to put their lives on the line flowed, the moderates and .Iiberalswere to save the country from ' its presentdi'recforced to make a (~ecision.- They would tion. The,radicals are co.nfident of the way either choose to work iwithin a system that people win veac~ to the present state of _ now closely ,resembled : a police state or- affairs. Ohe SOS Hgure claims, "The Estab-~ 'they would have to adopt th~ rev,olution,ary . Iishment ,has lost its conscience. It is im- , I policy of the Ne~, Left. moral, corrupt, intolerable. :Ours isa fahh .' This rejec!ion of any style of liberalism that people will ultimately understand this and near fanatical endorsement of radical and wantJo overthrow it." ThE! Esfablish-tactics; ,has probably served to "alienate as ment denie~ the inadequacies fhat exist many liberal activists as it attracted. The I. and ~use,s repressi0!l to maintain their New Left s-tands alone, defining their o'wn stance. . ~ ~ ( ~ lIimitations and.; direction. The forced A case can pechaps-beq1ade circumstan-separation from the mainstream of Am'er- /' tially, justifying the swing to far. ueft after ' , j can political thought' has been interpre}sd the fail~re of l iberalism. But even if /the by the Estabiishmenl press and, indeed, 'Movement has JJeen less_than accurate in the c'ommon ma'n, as an extremely violent ' its analysis of America, they, Irke the young anti~American'ism ;,~'lf ~ Ameri.can is to be-·, student ac1ivist~ in Mississippi, seem to b~ equat~d solely _with the EstabJishQ1ent, t~ urgen tly committed to Jhe realization of a terms of matter of fact and not of potential, solution that is an essentially ~oral one. " " Fioretti ListJof Words That H~ve:Died \' Negro communication groovy psychedelic integration ~Great Society dialogue commjg defoliation justice ) , \ '--- I j twice those of the Korean conflict. Students SOS -was formed in 1962 in/ Michigan are experienping what a Berkeley professor where 59 representatives of 11 colleges terms "a sort ot-~political existentialism: ' /adopted Hayden's 30,000 word "Port Huron The New Left has worked out a styl~ which , _ statement" ,\ the basic-manifesto of the New works best against th,e liberals \h'hohave a Left; HaydeF},-concluded that it was possible respect for institutions and channels and to change ' circumstances in government, whoJalso have a distaste for meeting mass in the school, the work places and the "- action with force. :.- bUJeaucracies. The System is corrupCand Students for Democratic Society has is a useless instrument of reform; it is con-emerged as the most vocal faction of the trolled by a capitalist-military elite.\The only Movement. The role of SOS has again been way to bFing abQ"ut effective change is partly determined by the civil rights cause. ! hrough revolutl(~nary means. t-jayC!en als6 In May of 1966 Stokel~Y -Carmichael be- suggestea t!J-e central SOS concept of ci;lme-head of SNCc;' what evolved was the I "participatory democracy" in which each ,concept of "Black Power". The white stu- " indiyJdual could"-. "share in those social dent activists were abruptly eased out with - decisions determining the quality' and the suggesti'on' that they concern them- ' dir~ction of his life." selves with other social issues, those o~t- Columbia was, 'according to Hayden, side the ghetto. This \ was in essence the America's probl~m , in miniature-"The -:-b/ack rejection of ,wbite liberalism~ SDS goe inability to provicte answers to widespread ' the mes~age. It is not- quite coincidental social needs and the use. of the military to 3: that the concept of "Student power'; de- protect the authorities against the p~ople."- velop~d soon after,warq. But Tom Hayden, ~DS h~l~ th~.Columbi'a was run by such an - ohe of the founders, claims that student industrial-mIlitary complex. The students protest "is based on a-uthentic oppositic;m- should hav~ a voice, one that could pro- " to the middle class world of manipulation, duce ~hange. The students, Hayde'n claims, channeling, and careerism." , "wanted a new and independent university ' '- standing against the mainstream of Amer': ) Picture by Richard Keuseh --ican society." This }s-how Columbia opened , ./ a new tactical stag~) n the resistance_movement. Another Jeader, Mike Speigel, said, _ "Berkeley was--; different. That was civil disobedience . Columbia was a power confrontation." '--' _. The NeW Left comprises perhaps 2% orf the college population, but it is a pol iticall~ powerful mino ~ty. Berkele~ ana Col: umbla demonstrated how local Issues can ""'I \ S be expanded to reflect a ,need for radical, -not liberal, reform. 'Clark Kerr was a good liberal, so was Humphrey. Mark Rudd and the other leaders at Columbia refuse'd to /' SENSE I heard Peter say ••• but no. You would only see that if I told you that. Sol wi 1-1 tell you '" hat I saw. I s a\,,~: ~ one virgin, wearing a -white sari smiling, "insane virgin complete \vi t11 ques tion marks thirty-one gremlins, dancing about in a disgusting manner, pirouetting \~ith sunglasses three pizzas, simmering in a kettle vomiting up mushrooms wi th tuna - one girl, living in a pipe pitching out animals 'v i t h vi go r seven skelytons, trying to make love clacking furiously - with frustration eighteen grass-blades, stabbing ants flashing, wild bayonets ) with ground-~oots Alice cried: Nonsense --Andrew Lewallen ) r ,;// /' ) / ' i wQve b~tween the lonely bodies ,. as the music 1pounded _ and the drum ~ = rocked my k'l1,ees. . , '-,-the mouth~ and , anatomies ' ex_c~hanged atoms ' and ffi'(j~ecu,les, they bumped each other; they politely enunciatecL, "- "ex, cuse me!" . ~'" /" \ they moved ~trangely, like I!larbles _ or "dice rolLing ai11l1ess ly, h,i t ting wh9m _they may (morni ~g came on the 5:00 Cl.m." ti'~ i n day-befo1 e-yes.terday, but she brought a ' great many things h arid she's unloadi~g stillJ - , _ 1\ r)--=- we had arri ved; } i wove with the rhymin~ bodie~ ~ as tfie music ~ounded and the drums rocked our knees-- -- th,e peop Ie exchange'd worlds , universes , they sang together, -they politely mumbled, " 'l i lo~e you" - they moved strangely like - l~ves fre~ trees they floated " (' , I ~'-" ~ into piles and - stink, breaking each othe ( ap~frt, info the grou!rtd I' - I to grow another morning ~ / --Ariit-a DeLuna once i had a wotm for ~ ~ ~et: . he was~ my very own and i tiked -my -worm. But then the kids saiJ that a ~orm ~ ain't no kind ~of pet. so i got a dog ana 1. t bi t me. /" -< I / -, -- --John Q'Kane ~ --. \- < '" ~ /' / /) , /' / / \ I \ j f , ) I ), \ ~ I ( I' \.; dl)/~fi~;}-+'~i' -fiws './ ( /- ';f J I ) '\ \. t ( LWkL,Q;~q&S( \. , c I ( ) \ " / ) I \ \ \ ' <" r, ,- \ \ ( \' '. / ,( )
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