Imaginative Apathy

In last week's devastating issue Jonathan Scott raised a very good question when he asked why the 6,000 students enrolled in this wonderful institution failed consistently to trot (if you'll pardon the expression) along to SRCs. A word or two of enlightenment Jonathan. I stay away because it is mind-shatteringly dull. I do not indulge in any sadistic practices, like subjecting myself to the fascist drivel of Tees and Watson — that dynamic duo of dullness.

I'm not interested in Zaire, Palestine, the oppression of Guatemalan pygmy sword-swallowers, or the democratic rights of the nomadic herdsmen of the Gobi desert. Our environmental officer Paul Norman may also be interested in the fact that I couldn't give a fuck about the whales - and I suspect it's mutual. I care even less about the ecological threat posed by the mass extermination of Venezualan Beavers, or the danger to the atmosphere posed by the New Zealand population persisting in wiping their bums with their right instead of their left hand.

Finally, I couldn't care less if our Treasurer Steve Underpants, took all the money and pissed off to Peru.