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...second thought that comes to mind when you read a Crimson piece like Eric Morris's latest on life in South Florida, "If it isn't worth saying, why say it? "The first thought is, "What is this shit??!!" Is The Crimson a responsible newspaper that prints newsworthy or at least thoughtful or clever editorials, or it a personal forum for irrelevant, unprofessional, pseudo-journalistic drivel like this? Tor Krogius...
ANOTHER very natural human activity is going to the bathroom. Unhappily, ours is a culture which encourages people to shut the door when they defecate, as though it were an unspeakable act. How sad. Until all people--Black, white, gay, straight, fat or thin--realize that they all shit alike, as co-equal members of the human race, how can we truly be free...
...mean, if he just had one joint, man--he'd call the whole thing off..." and out again, a dormouse, a lump of cloth once animate but no more, and turning to contemplate the mystery of a consciousness come and gone I to realize, thinking to my self: holy shit, I'm driving, and turning to the wheel a panic of road-leaving, a blurry desert scene suspension-crunching horror flash of scrub and a pedestrian, pale moon-faced shock, tears by, but I throw on the breaks and our tortured trusty boat screeches dustwise front-to-back...
...twisted gaze of Ginsburg #1, stiff body and loose jaws quivering at the impossibility, and the consequence is significant to arouse even the sensibilities of our rumpled compatriot, shifting and moaning, voices a thought: "Man, wouldn't it be a freak if someone turned Reagan on? I mean, shit, if he just had one light, he'd see it..."--and there is a moment of uncertain embarassed terror before we realize that the moonface, putting his valise in the back trunk has not heard and, thumping back to the front door, is in and smiling, grinning, trying to be friendly...
...actors do a good job of playing stuffy, pathetic snobs. Barton is the best of these, and has the most consistent accent. Salloway is good as a faded remnant of British Raj, but the performance I saw, he destroyed the genteel atmosphere with an ad-libbed "Oh shit!" Alexander and Shapiro are a bit bland, though they are probably supposed to be. Constantine Contes, as Jack's manservant, bears the indignities and follies of his employer with wonderful heavenward eye-rolls...