Cafe problems

The disgustingly filthy state of the cafetaria is a blight on the students' integrity, and a tribute to the incompetence of the staff.

It would appear that anyone wishing to use the tables must bring along cleaning gear to mop up the pools of swill. Certainly, mountains of stacked rubbish must be cleared away. Perhaps, however, it is senseless to even attempt to have a meal in the pig-sty, because the likelihood is that you will bring up what you eat after looking at your surroundings.

This disgusting slate of affairs reflects profoundly the fact that students are filthy, lazy creatures, quite happy to create and tolerate a sickeningly unhygienic environment, more appropriate to Victorian slums than to a modern university.

The service is appalling. Despite the relatively large number of staff employees, lines of 30 to 40 are frequently served by one or two staff. The impression gained is that, out the back of the cafetaria, most of the staff are furiously engaged in card games or intense political arguments. At times, a group of five or six staff members can be seen standing behind the counter having inane conversations, while the cafetaria and counter become progressively more filthy and cluttered with garbage. Perhaps they are breeding rats out the back and set them loose at night to clear up the mess. The staff must all be sacked, and new people familiar with cafetaria procedure employee.

Perhaps the most sinister implication of this situation is its similarilty to aspects of Orwell's 1984. The cafetaria, like the Ministry of Truth's canteen, is [unclear: totall] and uncompromisingly filthy. Also, anyone who can make out the "No Smoking" sign through the clouds of cigarette smoke will realise that the days of double think have already arrived. Perhaps the only things missing are posters of Big Brother Rob and a telescreen. Maybe the staff will provide these in the near future.