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SMAD. An Organ of Student Opinion. 1932. Volume 3. Number 4.

Our Kollege Kats

Our Kollege Kats.

Dear "Smad,"—

It is, indeed, no wonder that the general public on every possible occasion, harangue against the present-day student of University Colleges. They would be even more inclined to long vociferations if they knew just how futile an education is to most women of the day.

When one is not in a factory, or a workroom, one does not expect to meet the "cat" type of girl, who sees everyone else precisely as she herself really is. Taking, for example, our famous "S— P— Brigade," we find the very type of young woman that education should eliminate—the type which, as a body, welcomes the latest scandals about well-known figures, such as the breaking-off of engagements, new "finds" by older men students, the latest 'Varsity sheik, and flappers; the finding of very masculine women (incidentally By masculine women). You find them, when there is not more than one or two outsiders present, querying why a certain young student is knitting a gentleman's pullover; why another enters the Common Room, from the outer weather, mark you, with shining eyes, red lips, and rather, well, "dragged-out-of-a-gorse-bush" look about her hair. You find them seeking out the latest, perfectly harmless romances, weaving the men into wicked, shameful creatures, and the females into the lowest type of feminine crudity.

What, Sir, has education done to these women, may I ask? Simply given them a beautifully large vocabulary to express what the lesser educated woman can learn to express by reading disreputable magazines and newspapers, that is, to express simple, wholesome friendships in terms of atrocity, but meanwhile, and this is the point which causes the mischief, overlook, forget, forgive and encourage the greater things, which amount nearly to the category of crime, which are taking place before their very one-sided faces.

Perhaps, Mr. Editor, if you could at least grant a few lines of space in "Smad," you would help into the realm of forgotten things, the innocent who are being made to suffer while the guilty are allowed to go free—and give these educated, and superior type of gossips something really interesting to study.

T. M.