1983_10 Insight October 1983

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Givchstudents a break for a change
Oh, the financial woes of a college student!
But does anyone really sympathize if your
food staples for tbe month consist of one hot
dog, six potatoes, two chicken pies and a bag of
petrified hamburger rolls?
Why, Just yesterday, I offered my apartment manager a personalized copy of 'Modern
World Cultures' as payment for this month's
rent.
"Aw, c'mon," I pleaded. "Surely you know
this particular edition is soon to be a collector's
item. It's so old, even tbe bookstore won't buy it
back."
But, even my offer to Include tbe study
guide didn't sway him.
And go ahead! Try to apply for state or
federal aid.
"Have you completed the form, ma'am,"
be said frowning.
"Yes. What seems to be the problem?"
'Tin sorry, but you don't meet eligibility
requirements. Not only do your parents claim
you as a dependent on their income tax, but it
says here your father has both legs, at least one
arm, runs Ave miles daily, likes yogurt, and occasionally adds fruit to his cereal. I'm sorry."
A Job opens up. It's part-time and the
perfect hours to schedule around your 21-unit
load.
At the crack of dawn, you hurriedly down
your breakfast of Kraft macaroni and cheese
and race to the prospecUve employer just
waiting for you. Your efforts to be first in line
will surely be impressive I
"Hello. Is this where you apply for the
Renee
Christian
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When civil rights
can be unplugged
hasher job?"
"Yes, it is, but you'll have to get in line. Did
you see the line down Blackstone, around
Ashlan and winding across Maple?"
Well, the 10 pound bag of pinto beans I
Wow! I've never been so entertained here
at CSUF since living in the dorms when my
friends and I bet on wbo would find the biggest
wood splinter in the blueberry cobbler.
But now my eyes have tbe privilege of
observing this year's campus fashion show for
Fall 1983.
Oh, come now! Surely you couldn't help but
sneak a second subtle stare at the girl dressed
in hot pink knickers and turquoise shirt topped
off with earrings and a bead necklace. They
were obviously purchased at my grandmother's
garage sale.
And what about the tattered sweatshirt
rage? One can walk across the Free Speech
area and observe at least 10 duplicates of Jennifer Beal's  (of "Flasbdance")  sweatshirt,
complete with a sleeveless neckline that is
slashed beyond repair.
I can't help but sympathize with these
fashion queens as they battle with their
precariously-draped garments, which continuously slip.
But in all fairness, mod points can't be
given to just these leaders of fashion at CSUF.
Why, just the other day I attended a public
event which attracted a variety of fashion idols.
My personal favorite was a girl who obviously received fashion Ups from the Glad
Wrap Corporation. Clad in a skin tight, metallic
body suit, black boots, black lipsUck and fingernails, I wasn't sure whether she would utter her
beauty secrets or "I'll get you my pretty."
Ixcan hardly wait until cold temperatures
are upon us once again. The anticipation of
waiting to see if plaid, fluorescent leg
will be a big seller is killing me.
Signing on:
I honestly try not to be a racist. I believe in
equal rights. But in this case I'll let my yes be
yes and my no be no. There is one race whose
members I cannot stand In fact, I bate tbem.
But I can't do anything about tbem.
Even though many of tbem are smarter
than me, I refuse to even stoop to call them
"people." Oh, they've been around for a couple
of centuries, but they really started multiplying
here in our United States in the latter half of this
century. Now, by God, they're infiltrating this
whole damn world. It's that bad.
They've been taking over hundreds of
thousands of jobs; jobs that belong to us. I
blame a great deal of our horrifying unemployment rate on them. I can't believe the jobs
they're getting now: in banks, post offices,
grocery stores, in newspaper offices.
Everywhere. The sick part about it is that we
Americans have become dependent on them.
I can't even blame God for them. They are
definitely the work of some genius, who, with
the help of others, bore many more smarter
ones through time. They say that by employing
them, many companies are cutting costs. And
we let tbe companies do it.
They are multiplying more than ever now,
wherever you look. And they now hold control,
to an extent, over all our lives. I know for a fact
they are not true citizens. And I understand a lot
of them come from Texas. Heck, we now study
them right here at Fresno State.
What really disgusted me was seeing an
American male sprawled out under a tree here
on campus studying with one of "them" the
other day. They had a book open when I walked
up to tbe seemingly Intelligent guy and asked
- him why he'd stoop to study with one of "tbem."
My teeth nearly fell out when he told me he
could never get through his calculus class
without the "outside help."
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In fact, he said his teacher recommended
the two "work together." I couldn't believe it.
I have even called the border patrol, which
promptly said it could do absolutely nothing
Tony
Lacava
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about the problem. To top it off, the manager of
the border patrol laughed in my face.
Yep, they're increasing in numbers here at
CSUF. CSUF even teaches students how to do
surgery on these beings. Sometimes, I really
wouldn't mind jabbing a scalpel into one of their
bodies. But these smart ones with their infallible brains feel no surgical pain. They don't cry,
grit their teeth or scream. Some of them talk,
but I've never seen one laugh.
I'll bet they could care less if they were
thrown to the ground and spat upon. They're so
nonchalant. They do have good memories
though. I'd like to have them take all my tests
for me. You can talk to some of them and some
will even talk back. But I swear I've never so
much as seen one wink an eye, laugh at a joke or
feel for a dead person. I better get used to them,
though. I know in the bottom of my heart
they're here to stay.
It makes me sad, but where would we be
without them?
Computers.
Sigr
goff.
The L.A. Raiders of JC football
Driving south on Highway 33,1 passed
through landscape which was dominated by
,a mixture of tumble weeds and oil derricks.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity
of driving through this less than appealing
scenery, I reached my destination as the sun
was setting.
The city limits sign for Taft revealed
that this was indeed a small town—holding
just over 4,000 inhabitants within its boundaries. It was easy to find my way to the
stadium since it was obvious this community
had a one-track mind on Saturday nights
during football season: seeing their beloved
Taft College Cougars play.
Just as I was easing into my seat on tbe
visitors side, a thunderous roar echoed
through the stadium as the black clad
Cougars rumbled onto the field. Their opposition, the College of the Sequoias'
Giants—outfitted in white—looked like David
preparing to do battle with Goliath. It wasn't
that the Giants looked that litUe; it's just
that the Cougars are in fact that big.
That Saturday night, Sept. 24,1 made the
145 mile trek from Fresno to Taft to see for
myself this formidable outfit which has produced so many quality players, especially
for Jim Sweeney.
From the onset it was obvious who would
, win. The only. quesUon was\by bow much.
The Cougars, looking like a marauding
band of "Darth Vaders," swatted the poor
Giants all over the Taft gridiron. A tidal
wave of black swamped COS signal callers
every time tbe team even got the slightest notion to pass tbe pigskin. Watching the
Cougar defenders beating a path through the
COS offensive line, I imagined that this was
the same sort of activity which Bob Simpson
used to practice during his Cougar playing
days. Simpson, the Bulldog's starting nose
guard, won numerous honors in his two
years of playing in this oil-rich land.
As it turned out, the Taft defense didn't
let the COS offense come close to scoring. If
the Cougar defense was scary to watch then
their offense was downright terrifying.
With earth movers for offensive linemen,
the horde of backs that coach Al Baldock
employed found gaping boles through which
to pass. With some quick figuring, I totaled
the Cougar offensive linemen to average in
at about 260 pounds—as big as or bigger than
most pro teams.
Ken Williams, the leading rusher for the
Bulldogs Last season, must still bold fond
memories of bis days of cruising behind
those man-mountains tbey call offensive
linemen in Taft. Even without a Ken  -
*vSUUiams caliber back, tbe Cougs Power T
set- up was more than enough to generate 30
points against'COS.
Finally, tbe slaughter was over. Though
the scoreboard indicated tbe final score to
read Taft 30 COS 0 the game was not that
close.
On the long journey back horssW had
a lot of time to think about what I had
witnessed. I had gone to this outback of
Junior College football power to see why     „,/
Sweeney has gobbled up so many Cougar
products in the past few years. I got my
answers loud and clear.
Besides Simpson and Williams, Sweeney
also has two other Taft standouts on his
roster. Sweeney has a pair of real
thoroughbreds in defensive back Terry Neery
and split end Larry Willis. Neely has seen
limited action in football but turned alot of
beads by winning the PCAA 100 meter dash
title last spring with his 10.61 clocking.
But Willis has probably made tbe most
impact of any Cougar yet to step onto tbe
Fresno campus. While at Taft, Willis got
more practice blocking for the Cougars
vaunted option running offense than be did
catching the ball. Willis was an unknown
talent before tbe season due to the fact he
hauled in just 19 passes last season at Taft
and that he transfered here in the fall, missing spring practice.
Willis has far exceeded all expectations.
A Bulldog receiving corps decimated by the
departure of now pros Henry Ellard and
Stephone Paige has received a welcome shot
in the arm from Willis who is currently
among national leaders in all receiving
AA took Willis only three gamV to grab
morerecepUons—23 this season—than he did
in alf of last season.
After catching a glimpse of this year's
Cougar wrecking crew this reporter gets an
inkling that the Irishman who runs the
Bulldog show might just be putting in a few
more orders for players from 145 miles
southwest of here.
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