Word: vag
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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...Yale Victory Dance" the poster shouted to Vag in big blue letters as he loped down the entry steps on his way to the Pro. He crossed the courtyard and waded through several piles of leaves before the proclamation reached his inner self, already plagued by calculations of punch bowl capacity. Several steps further and he was saying to himself, over and over, "Yale Victory Dance." Several steps more and he stopped dead, thunderstruck. Yale victory indeed...
...Vag stooped way down, touched his fists to his shoclaces, and then straightened with a jump. "Harvard!" he called--to the green bags going to class who didn't turn around; to the gray flannels coming back from Chipp's who just waved and shifted their bundles. Vag gathered up a handful of leaves, started forward, one-two, stopped, spun and then punted over the nearest convertible. The leaves scattered across the canvas but before they were still, Vag was off down Mt. Auburn on the run, leaping to touch the magenia flags with his fingertips. "Har--vard!" he called...
Here it is the day after election and I've been marked absent, Vag mused. I never got a chance to Discuss the Merits of the Democratic/Republican Administration, pick one, five minutes. I wasn't permitted to argue the Advantages of Changing Horses in Midstream, with Special Reference to Your Reading of the Past Four Years. I wasn't able to answer, in a series of well-executed, concise, X's, the biggest poser of them all: Truman or Dewey...
Strictly speaking (an unusual habit for Vag), he had been an auditor for the past four years. He had taken a few notes, clipped some campaign speeches and studded his lapel with a button or two. But he had written no Congressmen, signed no petitions. For the most part, he had only sat and listened, a government auditor with his ear miles off the ground...
...known how to vote. Pulling his ballot out of its envelope, he noticed it was just as he left it seven days ago. The names were still as empty as the circles beside them were bare. Most of the country had pencilled an X in the circle under President; Vag took out his pen and entered the letters V A G in the ring. He could vote for himself any time and best of all, he didn't need a stamp...