At 1a.m. this Wednesday morning I was making passionate love to a very dear girl whose name escapes me at the moment. At 1.05 I was interrupted by a telephone call. It turned out to be an urgent message from one of my friends who didn't fail his exams too badly and is surprisingly still at varsity. He informed me that something had dared to write to your bloody brilliant (ha) literary journal and pose as a member of the Thorndon Apathy League.

Who is this shit-covered version of Einstein? If this Japanese made imitation dares to show itself it will be eliminated by the members of the Thorndon Apathy League which it now known as the all new, totally original, improved Thorndon Anarchy League.

Though I am no longer at the V.U.W. bullshit factory I refuse to have our organisation exploited by hebephrenic schizophrenics.