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     _ I-" -__ _ -- BEN WICKS (2&9 
     
     A Chineese girl with 
     
     loose morals. 
     
    
   
   
    
     French doggie joke: . 
     
    
   
   
    
     , Definition of a wanton; 
     
    
   
   
    
        
     
    
   
   
    
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     Have you heard of the new fertilizer spreader?  puppies? 
     
    
   
   
    
       
     
    
   
   
    
     It's called the electioneer. LMNO puppies! 
     
     SAR puppies! 
     
     Dressing like anun can'be habit forming. (MP? 
     
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     most people is that they can only use one finger. “13,02; 
     
    
   
   
    
       
     
    
   
   
    
     Wednesday: Parking Committee again. This time 
     
     we discussed whether the outer ring road should 
     
     have one-way traffic only. There was not much 
     
     diSpute on the principle of the thing, since 
     
     other universities do this, but the committee 
     
     divided on which way the traffic should go. The 
     
     closet Marxists and their fellow travellers 
     
     wanted it to go counter—clockwise, that is, to 
     
     the left. The old St. Duhstan's crowd 
     
     naturally spoke for the reverse.’ Fortunately I 
     
     managed to get the‘question referred to one of 
     
     our subcommittees for consideration and a full 
     
     report later. 
     
    
   
   
    
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     Thursday: My lecture today was positively 
     
     brilliant. I played on the class as upon a 
     
     stringed instrument. I talked very fast, used 
     
     a lot of technical terminology, and covered the 
     
    
   
   
    
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     / Monday: ’. Took my accustomed seat this morning 
     
    
   
   
    
       
     
    
   
   
    
     for coffee with the .good old boys in the Faculty 
     
     lounge. As usual, the discussion was on a fairly 
     
     lOfty plane. One benefit of these coffee hours, 
     
     apart from their being a delightful reason. to 
     
     while away a' good part'of the morning, is that the 
     
     cut and thrust of intellectual debate hones .one's 
     
     wits to razor sharpness- Today the search for 
     
     beauty and truth took us to the question of 
     
     whether .it is correct to say " the space between, 
     
     three points." I understand the English ’ ” 
     
     Department is devoting its next meeting to this 
     
    

    
     , thorny question. ‘ , 
     
    

    
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     Tuesday: Went to see my "Chairman today about my 
     
     application for promotion. He looked at my 
     
    

    
     file carefully. _He looked at me sadly. _ "Publish," 
     
     he said gently. "Or what?" I said belligerently. 
     
     "Or perish", he said dramatically. Publish or 
     
     perish 1 The phrase was new to me, but it had 
     
    

    
     an energizing ring. " I went back to my office 
     
    

    
     and put up my feet to think aobut it. Dozed'off 
     
     until it was time for coffee. * ' n 
     
    
   
   
    
     board repeatedly with complex diagrams which 
     
    

    
     I rubbed off as soon as I was finished with them. 
     
     As I told the class, it was all obvious, really. 
     
     At the end I distributed a detailed reading list 
     
     for next time, leaving out, of course, the book 
     
     from which I had taken my lecture. The 
     
     MacDonald girl, by the way, commented afterwards 
     
     on how neat my handwriting is. 
     
    
   
   
    
     Friday: Department meeting today. We discussed 
     
     ways of getting mere students to enrol in our 
     
     courses, lest we receive some Presidential Bull 
     
     9n the topic of "redundancy." The question is 
     
     really how to emulate Business Administration 
     
     and start firm rumours among the students along 
     
     the lines of (a) "We have here one of the best 
     
     departments for this subject you could possibly 
     
     find," and (b) "Without an education in this 
     
     subject you will never work." It does not 
     
     matter whether either of these rumours is true. 
     
     Warm bodies in the classroom are all that matter 
     
     nowadays. ' - '