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Bruce Hildebrand
Foreign Correspondent Reports
On British Weather , Wild Parties
EDITOR’S NOTE: Bruce Hildebrand, former West Georgia
College student and news editor of the WEST GEORGIAN, is
presently making an extended tour of Europe.
This little article of disinterest is coming from my one room on
the ground floor of a residence in East Acton, a suburb of London.
I’ve been asked to take pen in hand (for those of you who enjoy
trite cliches) and impart some of my less than keen observations.
BED-SITTER
I am now living, as is a large
segment of the 17 to 25 year old
populous, in a rented room
called a bed-sitter. It consists of
one bed, one table, two
hard-back chairs and one
overstuffed and slightly broken
chair. For this I pay 5 pounds
($12.00), or more than one
fourth of my weekly wages.
My unheated bathroom,
which is unparalleled by those of
Aycock or Melson, is shared by
three other people. It is reached
by walking down an unheated
hall and through an unheated
kitchen. This is a very difficult
trip when you consider that the
damp cold is too severe to be
adequately described with
phrases concerning a witch’s
mammary glands or a
well-digger’s posterior.
ANTIQUE FACILITIES
The kitchen has an antique
stove and a sink. Gas for heating
the sink water and operating the
stove is purchased by placing
pennies (about the size of an
American half dollar) into a
meter. For three pennies you
can cook a nice supper and wash
the dishes. Gas for heating bath
water and my room is acquired
the same way.
There is no refrigerator in the
kitchen. The total lack of
heating allows vegetables, milk,
and pork to be kept for up to
four days.
BRITISH RESERVE
My observations of the
British people comply wholely
with the many stories
concerning their reserve.
Virtually any mode of dress,
profanity, drinking, drugs, or sex
is accepted without notice or
with a minimum of feathers
ruffled. Someone committing
suicide by jumping in front of a
train would probably warrant
only a passing comment
concerning his timing or the
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terrible mess he created. No one
really appears to give a damn.
Hippies, weirds, and the
“unbathed” seem to abound,
and queers are seemingly a
national pastime. God help the
mind of a poor soul who walks
into a “bent” (homosexual) bar
inadvertently.
I am not really being critical
of this attitude in as much as it
allows each person to become an
independent individual. The
sameness found in American
educational centers is not here.
Everyone isn’t beating a path to
the store for Weejuns, Lady Bug,
Gants, and John Remains like
the people of the United States.
NO OVERTIME
From all reports and from my
own findings it is fairly obvious
that Britain is soon to scrape
bottom economically. No one
really wants to work and their
reserve seems to extend to
making money. Most people
appear perfectly happy to
remain monetarily stagnant. The
British I work with wouldn’t
conceive of working overtime.
Letter to Editor
Architect Analyzes
Problem of Fountain
EDITOR'S NOTE: The
following letter from Baldwin
Associates, Inc., landscape
architects for the college, was
forwarded from Mr. Troy
Holcombe for use in the WEST
GEORGIAN.
Dear Mr. Holcombe:
This idea of a fountain in the
plaza in front of the Student Ser
vices Building has been of great
concern to me since I first heard
THE WEST GEORGIAN
Everyone is, however,
generous with what they have
and are always offering to buy a
round of drinks at the pub or
give you a cigarette each time
they take out their pack. My
landlord is very gracious and
probably would not offend me
by asking for the rent if it is
only a day or two late. He and
his wife constantly offer me
food and drinks, and I attended
a wild party they had the other
night. They are Yugoslav, as is
my neighbor next door.
While I was writing this
article, the little Yugoslav lady
next door brought me a freshly
baked loaf of dark bread. She
smiled sweetly when I thanked
her for the gift and then
informed me in a voice very
similar to Coach Bennett’s that I
sound like the German
occupation troops of World War
II when I leave for work in the
morning.
UNKEPT PROMISE
I will leave England within
the next two weeks. The
weather and an unkept promise
to the SAOs is forcing me to
leave for Berlin before it is too
cold to thumb. Youth hostels
are both cheap and unheated, so
I want to find another room
with at least a little heat before
everything freezes, including me.
of it.
The thought is commendable,
especially as it comes from rep
resentatives of the student body.
If such an idea is pursued, it
must be preceded by thoughtful
planning,
OBJECTIONS
If I could put my finger on our
general attitude, it would be
slightly more negative than any
thing else. I will enumerate ob
jections individually so as to give
us points for discussion.
As we all know, that plaza is a
hub of student activity at certain
times of the day. Our original
design concept was to provide
facilities for this crowd. Hence,
we find the large amount of pave
ment and the seal wall. The in
troduction of a fountain in the
circular plant bed would negate
the original idea, for I do not be
lieve the students would sit that
close to such a feature with their
backs to it.
As buildings or complexes of
buildings are developed, “ob
vious” spots for a fountain will
emerge.
A feature in the landscape such
as a fountain is a powerful ele
ment. Consideration for it must
extend beyond its design and
placement. In fact, the biggest
considerations are appropriate
ness of site and iype of feature.
In the case of the Student Center
both of these factors have, in
part, already been determined
and constitute an impediment.
I hope we can direct this student
interest along slightly differ
ent lines without stifling it.
s/Harry J. Baldwin
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‘ Tartuffe ’ Acting Excellent;
Propaganda Blitz Misleading
“Tartuffe,” the Moliere comedy of seventeenth century France,
satiring religion, morals, politics, and several other subjects of
dubious merit, was presented on the West Georgia campus Nov. 21,
22, and 23,1968.
The play was not, regretfully,
as attractive a production as the
massive pre-opening propaganda
blitz would have led an observer
to expect. But, when one has
been around this campus a while
it becomes almost a divine law
that every Buice production will
be preceded by all sorts of
“gimmicks” to fill the house, If,
when the audience does fill the
house, they discover that the
play is not the greatest of
dramatic achievements, all they
can do is chalk it up to
experience. P. T. Bamam said
that one was born every minute,
and even a “Buice” is expected
to “bomb-out” once in a while.
SHORTCOMINGS
Whatever the shortcomings of
the play and/or the
inadvisability of its choice,
certain performances were well
worth mentioning.
Perhaps the best acting was
done by Cheryl Henderson, who
portrayed the charming Elmire,
wife of Orgon given a
challenging role, she did an
excellent job. Other exceptional
performances were given by
Angie Baldwin as Dorinne, the
maid, and by Larry Arrington, as
Cleante, Orgon’s brother-in-law.
Linda Smith, appearing as
Marianne, played “Smitty”
December 6, 1968
not with the acting ability
exhibited in “Dark of the
Moon,” but certainly with the
proper combination of sweetness
and sex which her part called
for.
Any review of “Tartuffe”
would be amiss without
mentioning the two people who
held the play together: Terry
Piotrowski and Marshall
Sinback. These two contrasted
perfectly, and both exhibited
substantial and believable shifts
in their character, so to class
them as actors and not simply as
reciters of lines.
GOOD ACTING
In retrospect, this was one of
the plays at West Georgia
College this year. With a few
exceptions, the acting was good
and any failings must have come
from the other side of the
footlights— production design,
lighting, sound, publicity, or
program.
The program (actually the
publicity insert in the local
newspaper that week) was not
exactly what the audience
expected, to say the least. The
motto of Alpha Theta is “The
play’s the thing” —but the front
page of the printed program to
“Tartuffe” gave priority to
, something entirely different.