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      beginning
      to
      smoke.
      Our
      programs
      are
      aimed
     
     
      at
      smoking
      prevention,
      as
      once
      they
      start
      to
     
     
      smoke
      it
      is
      very
      difficult
      to
      stop
      since
      nicotine
     
     
      is
      highly
      addictive.
      One
      deterrent
      stopping
     
     
      young
      people
      from
      starting
      to
      smoke
      was
      the
     
     
      cost
      of
      cigarettes.
      Cutting
      the
      cost
      of
      cigarettes
     
     
      basically
      makes
      the
      product
      more
      readily
     
     
      available.
      And
      of
      course,
      anyone
      who
      smokes
     
     
      will,
      in
      the
      long
      term,
      cost
      both
      federal
      and
     
     
      Provincial
      governments
      increased
      costs
      in
     
     
      health
      care.
      Can
      the
      short
      term
      gains
      of
     
     
      decreased
      smuggling
      be
      justified
      at
      the
      expense
     
     
      of
      long
      term
      health
      costs?
     
    

    
     
      We
      have
      appreciated
      the
      articles
      that
     
     
      appeared
      in
      the
      X-Press
      last
      fall
      that
      dealt
      with
     
     
      problems
      related
      to
      smoking,
      and
      now
      the
     
     
      stand
      taken
      by
      your
      Editor-in-Chief.
      It
      is
     
     
      gratifying
      to
      see
      that
      our
      young
      people
      are
     
     
      making
      responsible
      decisions
      and
      encouraging
     
     
      their
      peers
      towards
      healthy
      lifestyles.
     
    

    
     
      Sincerely
      yours,
     
     
      John
      F.
      Burka,
      Ph.D
      Professor
      of
      Pharmacology
      and
     
     
      Volunteer
      President,
      P.E.I.
      Lung
      Association
     
    
   
   
    
     
      More
      on
      e-mail
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Dear
      Editor,
     
    

    
     
      |
      wish
      to
      address
      an
      issue
      that
      has
      been
     
     
      bothering
      me
      for
      some
      time:
      the
      use
      and
      abuse
     
     
      of
      E-Mail.
      Yes,
      |
      use
      e-mail
      for
      leaving
      messages
     
     
      for
      my
      friends
      and
      that
      sort
      of
      thing,
      but
      |
      also
     
     
      use
      it
      to
      contact
      the
      people
      in
      the
      play
      [Mr.
     
     
      Pickwick]
      that
      |
      need
      to
      have
      come
      in
      for
     
     
      fittings.
      My
      problem
      is
      the
      people
      who
      spend
     
     
      endless
      hours
      sitting
      in
      the
      computer
      lab
      e-
     
     
      mailing
      every
      one
      of
      their
      friends.
      |
      was
     
     
      working
      on
      a
      paper
      the
      other
      night,
      when
     
     
      suddenly
      the
      room
      was
      filled
      with
      music
     
     
      students
      who
      all
      did
      nothing
      but
      e-mail.
      It's
     
     
      very
      distracting
      trying
      to
      work
      under
      these
     
     
      circumstances,
      and
      if
      you've
      ever
      tried
      to
      type
     
     
      a
      paper
      under
      these
      circumstances
      you'd
      know
     
     
      what
      |
      mean.
      |
      don’t
      think
      e-mail
      should
      be
     
     
      taken
      away--
      |
      just
      think
      that
      people
      should
     
     
      learn
      not
      to
      abuse
      the
      privilege
      of
      having
      it,
      and
     
     
      maybe
      learn
      to
      be
      considerate
      of
      others.
      |
     
     
      know
      |
      can’t
      be
      the
      only
      one
      who
      feels
      this
      way.
     
     
      J.
      Caseley
     
    
   
   
    
     
      redt
     
    
   
   
    
     
      LARA
     
     
      FLYNN
      BOYLE
     
    
   
   
    
     
      AIBA
      B
     
     
      WEST
     
    
   
   
    
     
      also
      playing
      -
      calll
      for
      times
      :
     
     
      The
      Remains
      Of
      The
      Day
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Cinema
     
    
   
   
    
     
      64
      King
      St.
      368-3669
     
    
   
   
    
     
      CTFY
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      |
      The
      crowd
      is
      larger
      than
      usual
      today.
      The
      air,
      |
      internally
      sworn
      to
      avoid
      creep
      slowly
      but
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      thick
      with
      smoke
      and
      conversation,
      makes
     
     
      concentration
      difficult.
      My
      mind
      wanders
     
     
      from
      murmur
      to
      murmur,
      speech
      becoming
     
     
      wordless
      sound,
      each
      new
      layer
      removing
     
     
      more
      meaning
      than
      the
      previous.
      Days
      like
      this
     
     
      always
      cause
      me
      to
      wonder.
      |
      wonder
      what,
     
     
      ifanything,
      my
      participation
      in
      this
      performance
     
     
      produces?
      For
      myself?
      For
      someone
     
    
   
   
    
     
      steadily
      into
      my
      habits.
      Everyone
      is
      doing
      it
     
     
      acquires
      new
      meaning,
      now
      it
      includes
      me.
      Life
     
     
      seems
      more
      and
      more
      like
      a
      play,
      you
      lean
     
     
      your
      lines,
      you
      learn
      your
      role,
      and
      that
      is
      what
     
     
      you
      do.
      Originality
      only
      exists
      in
      the
      movies.
     
     
      No
      one
      asked
      for
      your
      opinion.
      Be
      yourself,
     
     
      it’s
      all
      in
      the
      script,
      don’t
      worry
      about
      it.
      Just
     
     
      smile
      and
      everyone
      will
      be
      happy.
      It
      seems
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
        
     
    
   
   
    
     
      (rink
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
        
     
    
   
   
    
     
      somewhere,
      somehow?
      |
      find
      no
      answers.
     
     
      Nothing.
      This
      not
      accomplished
      leads
      me
      to
     
     
      wonder
      why
      is
      it
      that
      |
      am
      here
      of
      my
      choosing.
     
     
      If
      there
      were
      something
      |
      though
      more
     
     
      productive,
      that
      is
      what
      |
      would
      be
      doing.
     
     
      Something
      somewhere
      inside
      manages
      to
      keep
     
     
      my
      hopes
      that
      somehow
      my
      investment
      in
      a
     
     
      university
      education
      will
      be
      of
      benefit
      to
     
     
      someone,
      hopefully
      to
      someone
      other
      than
     
     
      merely
      myself.
      |
      worry,
      though.
      |
      worry
      the
     
     
      more
      time
      |
      spend
      with
      others
      the
      less
      of
      my
     
     
      self
      remains.
      |
      feel
      those
      qualities
      |
      have
     
    
   
   
    
     
      black
      cofee
     
    
   
   
    
     
      self-patronizing
      to
      even
      think
      that
      |
      am,
      or
      ever
     
     
      was,
      my
      own
      person.
      Even
      thoughts
      of
      how
      |
     
     
      feel
      are
      scrutinized
      by
      the
      representative
     
     
      society
      in
      my
      mind.
      The
      everyone
      must
     
     
      approve.
      The
      only
      way
      |
      can
      be
      expressed
      is
     
     
      through
      my
      rapid
      outpourings
      of
      excessive
     
     
      thought,
      in
      the
      hopes
      that
      real
      thought
      will
      be
     
     
      abe
      to
      be
      buried
      in
      the
      excess,
      so
      as
      to
      save
      it
     
     
      from
      censorship.
      Over-criticism
      pushes
      |-
     
     
      thought
      into
      the
      closets
      of
      my
      mind.
      There
     
     
      was
      a
      time
      when
      it
      could
      feel
      comfortable
      on
     
     
      the
      couch,
      but
      as
      more
      and
      more
      quasi-invited
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Campus
      Comment
     
    
   
   
    
     
      guests
      stopped
      by
      to
      shoot
      the
      communal
      bull,
     
     
      |
      found
      myself
      compelled
      to
      clean
      up
      all
      of
      the
     
     
      me
      and
      stuff
      it
      in
      the
      closets
      to
      avoid
      tension.
     
     
      Out
      of
      sight
      of
      their
      mind.
      Then
      the
      guests
     
     
      would
      leave.
      And
      |
      would
      let
      me
      out
      of
      the
     
     
      closet.
      In
      reviewing
      the
      day's
      script,
      criticizing
     
     
      {in
      my
      limited
      capacity),
      |-thought
      multiplying
     
     
      and
      growing.
      Each
      time
      when
      company
      would
     
     
      come
      a
      and
      the
      closets
      refilled,
      fuller
     
    
   
   
    
     
      et
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      and
      fuller.
      The
      hinges
      being
      constantly
      stressed
     
     
      under
      the
      increasing
      pressure
      of
      my
      captive
     
     
      free-will.
      The
      pressure
      would
      finally
      become
     
     
      too
      great
      and
      the
      closets
      would
      give.
      The
     
     
      room
      would
      fill
      with
      “I
      think”
      (they
      don’t
      pay
     
     
      me
      to
      think),
      some
      leave,
      some
      laugh,
      some
     
     
      argue,
      but
      all
      criticize.
      After
      these
      outbursts
     
     
      of
      private-me
      the
      visits
      stop
      for
      awhile.
      Giving
     
     
      me
      time,
      time
      to
      think,
      to
      arrange
      my
      thought,
     
     
      to_rebuild
      the
      trust.
      Trust
      that
      |
      would
      not
     
     
      waver
      from
      the
      script
      again,
      and
      so
      the
      cycle
     
     
      continues.
     
    
   
   
    
     
      “What
      are
      you
      going
      to
      do
      during
      your
      February
      Break?”
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Penny
      Breedon
     
     
      “Working
      to
      pay
      the
      outrageous
      tuition
      fees.”
     
     
      Ist
      year
      Biology
     
    
   
   
    
     
      i
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Mike
      Ross
     
     
      “1
      am
      going
      to
      spend
      a
      week
      in
      my
      den.”
     
     
      Ist
      year
      Arts
     
    
   
   
    
     
      6
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      Brendan
      Hubley
     
     
      “Doing
      seminars
      and
      papers.”
     
     
      3rd
      year
      Arts
     
    
   
   
    
     
      iu
     
    
   
   
    
     
      BIG...
      WET.
      COMING,
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      [_x.press
      february
      fifteenth
      1994
      page
      IS
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