Sloppy Mocker

Is this becoming a distinction of this university: a growing proportion of students dressed in fantastic garb? A visit to the other campuses would suggest so. There, you see the odd guy looking like a Corso parcel. Here, half the student body looks like it's dressed to shear sheep.

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Blowmanship

Our elections in November will have to buck up if they are to compare with the three ring circus now going on in the World's Greatest Democracy. What about Mr Nash riding through the country in a decorated wheelbarrow (mustn't suggest wealth) Mr Holyoake could counter this by pushing a wheelbarrow through the country symbolising the spirit of private enterprise.

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Yanks, Come Home

Whatever else it does, the World's Greatest Democracy certainly must produce irresistible sailormen. Whenever a U.S. ship calls at Wellington the crew is inundated with invitations and usually they leave a thank you letter in the local papers. Whenever a British ship calls there are plaintive pleas: "Will somebody please entertain a sailor." It's time the Limeys got some decent chutty gum.

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Fast — Forgotten — Furore

Request presented in several letters and elsewhere in the newspapers recently: Now the All Blacks are picked let's forget all that tiresome controversy and enjoy the fun of the tour.

Sure, sure. Picking the team and announcing it settles everything. Except one question—why does It?

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Silent Service

Nobody could accuse the N.Z.B.S. of chauvinism. Witness the "Songs of Two World Wars" played on Anzac Day. Starts off with Over there … yanks are coming," etc… . and includes Marines Hymn and Long Way to Tipperary sung by a Russian choir. Only small omission for listening Anzacs was something really British.

Gesture Jester

Mr J. Milburn, adjudicator for the Debating Society's April 9 wrangle, should write for "Time" magazine—which would have delighted in his summary of speakers' gestures: " From the punchbag style of Mr Maxwell to the pastry smoothing of Mr Dean "