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Salient. Victoria University Students' Newspaper. Volume 39, Number 23. September 20, 1976

Henderson (on his while charger) Returns

Henderson (on his while charger) Returns

Dear Sir,

Letters

Before I say anything at all let me stress the fad that I am not a gambling man. Even when the odds are overwhelmingly my favour. It is because of this, and-o-other reason, that when I heard the news of the death of the beloved and deified Mao Tse-tung my comment to my flatmate, to the effect of 'Salient will have a front page on this', was not converted into a financial transaction last Monday when the inevitable appeared. While this front page does not upset me, being after all a marginally good photo of a marginally great man (although not up to the standard of the 1975 Lenin), it is a sad reflection upon the most undesirable feature of this, ostensibly 'student' newspaper the meaninglessness of most of the content to the life of the average student, who works in the library, smokes dope socially and drinks beer alcoholically.

If you are going to toe the correct leftwing line (and I fear that this is inescapable) will you please stop being Boring about it???

Your newspaper is depressing. Tedious. Repetitive. It is also dead.

Wake your ideas up and bring back the comix, smear attacks on the executive (who now, more than ever, deserve them) and the silly letters. A few more rock reviews would help.

Then you might start getting your readership back. Because whether you like it or not [unclear: younreadership] is Gone.

I spent two years working on Salient, and, god only help me, the only entire issue I ever read was a 1972 back copy.

I no longer care about this newspaper but I think there are still some people who do. Stop Ignoring them.

Yours from the depths of liberalism,

John G. Henderson.

It's good to see that your two months in the public service have not dampened the cutting edge of your wit, nor your capacity to write electric prose while under the influence - Ed.