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Pettipoint

by Latent

It Can now. at last, be revealed—the real American policy in Vietnam. The story is you see, that they are going to put a few more troops in there and declare Vietnam the 52nd state. (I think they are up to 51. are they not?) Thus evil peasants will be Just a dissident group indulging in un-American activities, and will be dealt with in the usual fashion. The target (or American troop numbers is believed to be nearly reached, but the locals are reported to have a nasty habit of regularly bopping them off—a disturbing circumstance, we would think.

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Fascists in New Zealand, eh? letter, last Salient).

Shame. shame. Circulating fascist literature—tsk tsk.

There really ought to be a law. Protect the people from literature. I say. Unless of course it supports the quiet, contended beliefs of the People. None of those hysterical, bigoted, irrational, and fearcrazed outlooks, hear, my good man—you don't want the people to think there might be other shades of opinion do you? And when they accuse the US Supreme Court of Communism—well. I mean, really, it's not as if anybody would really believe It. is it?" President Johnson may be a different matter, but the 8upreme Court! The true triumph of our good English heritage of the Rule of Law. that's what I say. And as for our doubtful democracy becoming weaker. I am sure that as long as our dear Queen is with us she would not allow this to happen. I'm not so sure about Charles, mind you —there's a lot of his father in him. you know. Anyway, I think that security should keep itself busy stopping all that seditious Communist propaganda (I know someone whose husband saw some once) and not bother about the harmless fascists.

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At Last has been revealed the influence of Fred over the layout of this rag. Less, but hereby, acknowledged is the help given to this column on occasions by that fine pair, Porgy and Bess. But at least our relationship is not quite that reputed of the Editor (and Indeed, the Assn See) and Fred. Definitely daytime only.

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"What be you?" I cried, all of a tremble. "Ho ho," quoth he, "for I be a klmbo, I be," quoth he, with huge glee. "Oi oi," cried I, "For yea ye must be the first bimbo of the midwinter, if not before."

And lo, it was so. and strong men quailed.

Alas for Pooh! For who? For Pooh!

Those of us who really care for The Bear are uniting secretly to destroy those who would form clubs, or associations, elect officers, and politick, ostensibly for regard of the Bear. For is not the essence of Pooh his innocence; is not The World of Pooh removed, far. far. removed, from the world of politics, of clubs? Pooh will survive all . . . but alas, this is a sad day.

Mind you. it could be worse. A suggestion has been made for a pushmepullyu club to protest about a multimillion dollar Hollywood production expected to outdo "My Fair Lady" in takings'. Alas for the poor Doctor. About the only unsullied remaining is the good Professor Tolkien, and we humbly pray that the world of the Hobbitt shall not be mangled by university politicians or Hollywood shareholders.

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The other day a friend of mine drove as is his wont, from the Industrial North to attend the odd lecture. As is also his wont (he has many) he headed towards the bowling green parking lot—the only one administered by the university that does not have a notice excluding student cars, and which almost invariably has several empty spaces.

But lo! what did he see but a little man standing in the way and gesticulating wildly, and muttering things. Upon a query as to his odd habits, he was informed that he was not permitted in this lot. Upon a further query as to whether this was because the lot was full, or whether it was now, closed to students (no notice, as afore said, being visible) he jumped upon the car. and did shout obscenities, from which, one gathered that (a) the park Was full, (it wasn't actually) and (b) a sticker was needed anyway. Which Just' shows to what lengths the administration will go to have its policies known, understood and cooperated in by the students.

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Let it not be said that I was the last to exclaim upon the suntanned elegance (newfound) of certain Sports Officers. After all, from old jeans to new(er) cords is quite a step. We ; await with anticipation for further developments, but I expect we will have to await his entry into NZUSA.

In What subtle ways doth the City Council get its own back on the students for the latter's propensity to stir public opinion on crossings, oppose fares increases, and the like! The crossing is indeed in the most convenient place possible, but then not all that many of us wish to walk from No 10 KP up the bank and across the front lawn. And. of course, it is much more exciting for the motoring public to have two crossings instead of one. especially when they are both just at the bottom of a hill. No comment yet seems to have been made from those people who come up KP from the direction of the Squash Courts—they still haven't a crossing. But then. I suppose they further add to the excitement.