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Viewpoint ? 4 Friday, May 2, 1986 Stinky South Carolii itself be PhiL Unfortunately there arc sonic outsiders, and apparently some insiders, who consider S o u th C a r o 1 ina to b e something of a wasteland. The latest example of this attitude is the pending deal b e t we e n the C i t y o f Philadelphia and a private waste dump in Dorchester County. State congressmen have only one correct course of action to take ? intervention. A strong, serious message n e e d s to be sent t o Philidelphia: South Carolina doesn't want your garbage. To the dump owner's and his employees' argument that the state's economy needs the Iw _ ? * - ILeuers to Campus a place for free speech To the editor: We, College Republicans, have taken notice of the latest developments between the USC administration and the Free South Africa Alliance. We are troubled and teel compelled to express our convictions. While we do wish to see an end to the South African system of apartheid, we have often disagreed with the methods advocated by the Free South Africa Alliance and have occasionally found ourselves in direct conflict with them. However, the current situation transcends political differences. It seems rather clear that the Free South Africa Alliance has been subjected to arbitrary and unfair restrictions designed to limit their freedom of speech. We, in the recent past, have received similar t real in e n t f r o m t h e administration. A university campus should be a place where free speech, debate and peaceful protest should be tolerated, even encouraged, in the most creative environment. The F ree South Africa Alliance's efforts to comply with overly zealous university regulation have been cooperative and have drawn humorous comments (Andy Duncan, "May 1 Protest? Pretty Please?"). The administration, on the other hand. appears 10 be using petty restrictions it) subdue a group which disagrees with the policies of the ['ducation Foundation. We hope to see a .ensible resolution to this unfortunate situation through dismissal of disciplinary proceedings against members of the Free South Africa Alliance. We welcome the interchange of ideas and political views on the USC campus, and hope to see it flourish in the future. - ...i : win;. 111 ->uiu <iu en\ ii uniiiein can students gain I he true worth of higher education ? the ability to think lor themselves. Hopefully, the university's administration's actions will reflect such an attitude in the future. USC College Republicans Rick Quinn, president Letter offends French people I o the editor: I his is in response to Mr. Raj Aluri's letter to the editor in The ucim ua? a I xprcss your likes and dislikes I ler to the editor or a guest editor I otters must he typed, doublemore than 300 words. Include y< dress, telephone number and wlu reached tor verification. I etters also should include whe student, staff or community m editorials must be limited to 5C writers must come to the newsrc picture taken. la shouldn't let ly's dumpster business and they need the jobs, there can be only one answer: South Carolina's long-term well-being is the main issue, and becoming the nation's garbage dump is hardly in the state's best interest. It is time for South Carolina to begin taking measures to shed its image in the nation's subconseious as a cultural and economic wasteland. To begin taking garbage from Philadelphia a n d f r o m whoever else gets the idea they can ship their waste off to South Carolina would be a giant step away from that goal. the editor Gamecock on April 21. As F rench people we feel deeply offended by Mr. Aluri's letter and more precisely by his comments about what he saw while he was in France. In short, he was "shocked to see the naked people in the public and tourist places on the banks of the River Seine in Paris." Mr. Aluri found lhis "disgusting." We denounce Mr. Aluri's allegation as dishonest because it is not possible that he could substantiate his claim that naked people walked on the riverbanks of the River Seine. The fact that some women were sunbathing topless is common in France and in Europe in general. By the way, Mr. Aluri, tell us how you can indulge yourself in judging a country whose culture is incompletely known to you in \ iew of the brevity of your stop in Paris ? which you admit was only a few hours. To acquire a thorough knowledge and experience of our country and its culture surely requires experience beyond a glimpse. Most French people's viewpoint about nudity (actually partial nudity) is that there is nothing disgusting in recognizing and accepting their bodies as they are. 1 In fact, our tolerance leads to a much saner environment than that prevalent in many other countries: Sexual inhibition does not prevail. ' < On the other hand, your ; religiously-based intolerance im- ' plies that your observations sug- ? gesi so-called "sinful" behaviors more than anything else: South 1 Carolina and tin* sonih??:?o iln. * United States, according to statistical surveys, has the highest rape rate in the country. ? Is repression of natural expres- ( s i o n s implicit in this I phenomenon? Are you shocked * or revolted when you look at I I we's breasts in biblical represen- ( tat ions? II so, how can you, as a 1 Christian, deny Ciod's work? It ' not, you just do not make any sense to us. Do not out-Herod Herod! ? We wish that you were not as s blind as you are, and f urther that you will finally come to make a > common-sense distinction between nudity and pornography as t well as topless sunbathing and sex ^ ohscenit y. Brigittc Guillcmin t Marie-Hclenc Delmon g Patrick Robert French teaching assistants g g J.C. Robert t, Ciraduate student letter >y writing a let- The Gamecock ial. letters a month by spaced and no only be withheld our name, ad- pseudonyms are nc .*re you can be thcr you are a The Gamecock r< icmber. Ciuest and guest editorial ?() words, and returned. Send iom to have a Gamecock, Drawei bia, SC. 29208. DC/UH ro I 51UDtWrf> Play it again, I Story thus fur: Through u variety of sources, including the black market, Rick unci Hsu huve acquired enough credit hours to graduate. They hurry through the nighttime fog to meet Rick's friend Louis ? while university police patrol the campus with searchlights and dogs looking for them. Rick: Louis should get here with that stolen Shuttlecock any minute now. Ilsa: Kick, 1 just noticed that you have no luggage. What does this mean? Rick: I don't know how to tell you this, llsa, but it means you're getting 011 that Shuttlecock alone. (Tight close-up, as the fog billows around them und the musicul score swells to u crescendo.) Hsu: Rick, what has happened? Last night we said ? Rick: Last night we said a great many thinev I'vo Hewn* '"? Ihinl-i"" .1 ^ - ?i. .wi wi 1111111M115 111 v_v; men, and it all adds up to one thing. You're getting on that bus where you belong. flsa: But, Rick, 110! Kick: 1 won't lie anymore, llsa. I'm not graduating. 1 failed the philosophy final last week, so I don't have enough credits. I'll have to take the class over, and it won't be offered again until fall. I'll be here until December ? if I'm lucky. (We hear the sound of a Shuttlecock laboring up the hill.) llsa: Rick, I'll stay here with you. I could The beat goes or "Da, this bus usually goes to Bates House, Ht 111 nnl Inrl'ii' " ?K.? -I-: - > IWV.CJT, UIL UIIVCI, Will) was Jressed in a wide-lapellcd, grey flannel suit, in i Russian accent. "We are all going to mother Russia! Ha, ha, ha!" he laughed as the bus >ped off due east. "Well, 1 guess I'll have to walk home hen," said the still unidentified student, still .landing on the curb. Jim Bob Holdupman, licking the spoon he lad used to eat a bow l of cottage cheese, sudJcnly heard the phone ring. He got up from lis chair, walked past the television (where Jeraldo Rivera was talking about how he loped to find, in the next two hours, the body )f Jimmy Hoffa inside the secret compart nent of a Mr. Potato Head he had bought hat afternoon), and picked up the receiver. 'Hello?" he said. "Jim Bob? This is George Shnil/ calling rom Washington. Mow ya doing buddy?" aid a voice on the other end of the line. "Just nifty George! How's things with 'Oil?" "Oh fine. Say, did you know that a whole tusload of your students just got kidnapped >y some Russian?" "Nope. Sure didn't," said Jim Bob. "Oh, we're taking steps to rectify the situaion. I just wanted to let you know what was ;oin' on," said George. " Thanks, I'll get right on it as soon as I can et out of my house without the sprinklers etting me wet." "By the way Jim Bob," said George, "Is it rue that your place is for rent?" "No, no. That's just an ugly rumor Bntfewn SC Prwt kti J f"198 hditor in will print no more than two Marisa J. I the same writer. Names will Manajtinn ^ . . . . Jen Howe by speeial exception, and )t allowed. . ... ( op> Desk < Inula Tayt Assistuni (? . serves the right to edit letters Muddy Mo s, both of which will not be News Kdiu?? letters to: hditor, The Juliet Nadi r A, Russell Mouse, Colum- nT\UIU,n f'aulu Wen FRAN I IA/E THE" Indy ?and try 1 " ry ' Andy Duncan I M ' ^ change my major to anthropology. Or I could go for my master's. Oh, Kick, think of it! Me writing my thesis, you laboring over a hot dialectic, and you and me, together . . . Kick: Stop it! What's left for you here? What's left but more exams, more research papers, more lectures, more bean burritos at 2 a.m., more misery? 1 - the perils of Ed Chambliss 1 somebody stuck in The Gamecock." The Shuttlecock screachcd to a halt in Moscow's Red Square. "All right! Everybody move! Single file in a straight line!" yelled the driver, now clad in a little furry cap and a Soviet uniform. "What do they want?" whispered Dean of Student l ife Jerry Brewer, who had been riding the Shuttlecock to see if the students' complaints about its tardiness were true, to a graduate student who taught this columnist =- The Gam )jef Business Kdilor Photot 'jorU) Maria I ruins Ray c .. Viewpoint Kdilor Assisia Carl Dawson Scan I Spotlight Kdilor Senior Id Cham bliss David Assistant Spotlight Kdilors U,r Stephen Gud/oyle ' m\ Disk Chief n . it Senior >(?> ijisk * Patrick Jean , .. ore . . .. /-d n( Sports Kdilor . .. John Hoyette \\[ ?r Assistant Sports Kdilor Sharo ws Kdilors Jeff Shrewsbury Amy I Dutehook Kdilor Rom Umnton Laurie Rhoden Jount, ov, m. PRESIDENT ) were hoping that on YLEtT'5 NEXT VJDM | LlbYA THEy COULD I q 6 BY THE SIG EP HOUSE.... 1 J /W^CCALI-UI, to stay in tune /Isa: You're saying this only to make me go. Rick: I'm saying it because it's true. Inside of us, we both know you belong out there, in the real world. Not like inc. I might be here another seven years before they let me out. If that bus leaves and you're not on it, you'll regret it. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon, and for the rest of your life. Hsu: What about us? Rick: We'll always have that afternoon on ^ the third level of the library, and that morning in the projection booth during Psychology 101 class, and that night we spent in the kliclioc NoK.'nsI ?- :.i- -1-- -> uu.iuv? UVII1I1U IIIW UlUMUIII Willi II1C I'lliimpagnc and the Joan Bacz tapes. We'll always have those things. (The Shuttlecock arrives.J Louis: Alio, Rick! Alio, madame! Harry! Ilsu: 1 said I would never leave you. Rick: And you never will, l ook, I'm no good at being noble, but it doesn't take much to see that the problems of two little people a don't amount to a hill of hotel, restaurant and tourism majors in this crazy world. Someday you'll understand that. And maybe someday I'll understand that, too ? if I get to that chapter in my philosophy textbook. (Sirens pierce the fog J llsa, hoarding the bus: Goodbye, Kick. Rick: Here's looking at you, kid. Unidentified student standing on the curb: Hey, is (his the bus that goes to Bates House? Andy after USC statistics last semester. "1 don't know," she answered. "Well," said the professor, who teaches Faith, Doubt and God 362A in the Honors College. "1 feel that these Soviets really don't have a defined philosphy concerning the existence of God \sithin the limits of reason alone, let alone ruling out all sense data." "Kuchortoo" yelled one of the guards as he promptly bopped the professor over the head with the complete 42-volume set of Kant ^ and You. "We want you Mr. Duncan," said the officer in charge of nuclear power plant safely. "M-M-Me?" Andy wimpered in a feeble voice. "Yes, you my friend. You see, our intradepartmental newsletter. Uranium News is lacking in humor. Everything is so boring, serious and ugly around here. Take, for example, our women." Andy thought about the prospect of it all. He could simply translate his old columns into Russian and be on the gravy train for life. ^ "No, 1 won't do it! 1 won't sell Hill Cosby W out!" he yelled as he quickly tossed a bean burrito into the main reactor, causing a huge explosion. The columnist turned oft his computer for the last time that semester. "That's the way the reactor really blew up," Htl thought to himself. He looked out of his window and saw two girls from South lower planting daffodils across from the Russell House in Coke cans. "Ahh, I'm going to miss this place this summer." ecock I - ...... . . .ffonkt. ' ' r.iuiiir Atff/IV I.eWIS :ronberg Tracy Mixson ill Photograph) K.ditor I red Steppe Keefer Adviser Photographers Hill Rogers Dot son Director i Garnet I. Jr. Hill ( lenient s Reporters Production than Lewis Covington oerke Mark Armstrong n ( oste Advertising Manager DelPo Margaret Mu hels Ilea Kayne Student Advertising Manager if Korth Kelli I reus ? I