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entertain m Fair off< Cattle, peop abound lly AMY SIMKCIKI. ( umecock Staff Writer Jusl think, from October 14-22 it will only eost 3 two dollars to lose your friends. At the S01 Carolina State Fair everyone seems to get lost ? must relocate themselves at the rocket. At le that's what the loud speaker leads you to belie Walking through the main gate you are bo bardcd with different stands begging for yt money. There's the "Penny toss." the "jcwe counter." "guess your weight and-or name," anci course, accompanying you all the while, the aroi of cotton candy. The ;?ir smells too sweet and the fair grour simply smell. There are thousands of people, sc you're in a hurry to move about quickly, take tranquilizer and relax, because you're not going get anywhere very fast. The best thing to do is enjoy the rides and plaj few games of bingo. Watch your step thouj because the ground is full of little surprises such spilled ice cream cones, and discarded chewi gum .MY CUMOSITY AT the fair led me into I Agriculture and Commercial Section. When .umviu, iivtin uj ?ire uc-iii^ given out. une do was a switchboard that lit up and was entitl "South Carolina, Our Bountiful I^ind." The bo< contained an interesting show, spotlighting cr< grown in South Carolina. A humorous attraction in this section involve< man spilling trash on his strip of carpet to prove I effectiveness of his vacuum cleaner. (How woi you like to do that all day?) The prize fruits and vegetables followed ji around (tie corner. Then the livestock was no More were supposedly the prettiest cattle in I state. Only their rear ends were visible because y were mostly concerned about not getting kick while passing. U'TElt TIIE CATTLE. came the childrei barnyard. This was the most enjoyable attracts Included were Shetland ponies, lambs, duel piglets, baby chicks and some beautiful fant pigeons. The animals were cute and interesting, but 1 people stole the show. Some came with th families, some came with their friends, and soi hxikcu iike iney came irom Mars. Strange people had strange names. "Bert Clow you're lost please meet at the rocket," I loudspeaker blared. Some of the people were just dying to get on I rides. The lines never ended. The "zipper" a "loop de loop" were the biggest attractions. Ji watching the passengers on the rides could ms you sick. Dunking Bozo. 1 sure would have liked to h? dunked him. He chided the crowd and had sucl chrillv hhriAvimic lnmth ^J? ........j ?./Mx#An?iw luugu 11 icii iic iiiuuc ins ufsuny obsessive goal. TIIK "IIOMK SHOW* was another stop in many features of the state fair. Included wi See I Will. |>;?gr f The l>i*ag( Carl Sagai JPfl gfm Random 1 ^OQOil By KAREI 9 Fditor-in-C gj A Man's bi studies n ntin iui eomprehen | 0 organ. Car n " #11W% Kdcn," tra Sir 6 lefl III its reptilii ' ... -a,,.... .... version ant ent arc fiiui :! ? 2 3 ? %i %jJ\ 5 ny jfl fA\-' 1 ike ??JJ[?i am ere ?* ~~~ I I ' )iis of Eden II cra louse $8.95 beg vj LEE . g hief ?rJ Sag *ain has been a topic of debate, wlu wonder almost since its existence "P several hundred million years ago. 'bip ten that many years to produce a whi sive, comprehendable book on the on I 1 Sagan's book, "The Dragons of he ces the evolution of the brain from M in neginmngs through today's lx>ol 1 projects his vision of tomorrow's buil ersion. =* ' y I 1 Qu fUTW] RFNCHFR nial adaptations. agan faced a major handicaD when hp an work on this topic ? the jumble of 'on and specialized terms used by experts, an religiously avoids using them, and ?n he does, puts them in layman's terms, aleontologists have deduced that >edalism preceeded encephalization,' by r>h ItiPV mnon t\\at /> ? 11 ' ? ...v.,, ...vuu uioi uui aiiucsiors waiKea Iwo legs before they evolved big brains," writes. OST OF THE T1IKORIE8 put forth in his t are Sagan's. However, all scientists d on some borrowed thoughts. One is the , nausea Carousel is fear itself By DAVII) H. SIIINGLEK Entertainment Editor For the many children pleading with their tired parents, the carousel at the State Fair is the second coming, a reward for one year's servitude for such deeds as emptying the garbage every evening. But, for this 20 year-old USC coed, however, it is the devil's playground. "Those weird, contorted beasts, straight out of the book of Revelations, the beasts with many eyes . Oh Cod!" she mumbles. "The movement, constant and flowing, seemingly never ends." Yet she cannot tear her eyes away from the monster. "Perversion, yes perversion. The sexual connotations abound, just another reason to flee from its bondage, and she is right. Once the merry-goround has you in its hands, your life is not your own. "The symbolic thrusts, up then down, all the while rotating; it s just plain trashy, something out of a Feilini movie. It's gross, I can't be a part of it," she continues, still shaking. , ANI) THEN, just as sudden as Hitchcock's knife in "Psycho," a sweaty clammy palm clasps hers. She knows she has no choice, she is being led down the path of the road to degradation. She hates it, or does she? Is she... no! Horror! Perhaps so. she could nossihiv h*? ? ?? B W, VTVU, III U WUIU, masochistic enough to actually love it. A personal admonition, yes, she craves the pain of the ecstasy of the experience. She suddenly knows the truth. The money is paid, the die is cast. She mounts the creature of man's imagination. Her boyfriend's , hand stretches the distance between his "unicorn" and her elephant. She is not scared now. But wait, a sudden movement, accompanied by the lambasting tunes of fantasy-like musical episodes. Louder and louder (he sounds grow. Up and down, around and around. Her blood is in a constant state of fluctuation from her head to her toes, always on the right side of her body. She clings to her beast's head, clasping the fiend's ear in a manner that could pierce it quickly. TIIEN IT HITS HER, the feeling she hoped would remain at a distance. The motion, the sickness, it is r> Ol?Vl Oil ^I*' ?1?? ? * .,?v>.uu iuivcu. v.iiuiii, uiurn, up ana aown ? loud music constantly. Oh barf! "Please let it end, this hell on earth. The circus lights combine in the distance, yellow, pink and white. The candied applies, cotton candy and ice cream combine within, red, green and brown. And what does the combination of all these colors do? It yields a sickening mixture of twilight shades of sickness. "Thank God," she sighs, the gears changing and the ride slowing. The blood slowly returns to the oxygen-depleted left side of her corpse. A sudden jolt ends the ordeal, almost throwing her over ^ i/muu?KU page 14 evolution of the brain as a succession of ac- | cretion and specialisation of the three layers | of cranial tissue surrounding the spinal cord, l oubhii itmes mis tneory, principally ex- I pounded by Paul Maclean, laboratory chief { at the National Institute of Mental Health, j and modifies and clarifies it. The core of the brajn is called the neural phaccic Kt? tA ' . ..Uoo<o t,y iiiat-i/icuii. it is composed of the spinal cord, hindbrain and midbrain and is responsible for the automatic functions in- j eluding reproduction, respiration, circulation and heart regulation. This chassis is See BKA1N, page 14 '