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just where is the sga?
A headline in one of the first West Georgians printed this
year read “The SGA is Looking for Involvement.’’ In this
story, and others, SGA President Tony Jones urged
students to call on him or any member of the SGA at any
time to talk over problems or whatever.
Good luck. . . ,
In trying to obtain the story on the SGA for the front page
of this paper, The West Georgian tried to call Tony, or in
deed any member of the SGA. Here’s what we found.
Of the fifteen senators listed on the SGA’s Coca Cola sign
in the student center and including Tony Jones and Randy
Evans, we found that exactly three had phone numbers
listed. .
The only officer who has a number is Marty Underwood
(834-0190). Marty’s number was tried several times, but no
one was home.
The remaining two listed numbers are for Charlie Tedder
(832-9238) and Cathy Stewart (834-1432).
We called up Charlie’s number and were told, He don t
live here anymore.” .
Cathy Stewart should be another story. Shes head
resident of Boykin Hall, and has to be available in case her
dorm should burn down, one of her residents mothers
should die or something like that. Don t believe it.
We tried to call Cathy from 9 until after 11 on Wednesday
night, even letting the phone ring for extended periods of
time on the assumption that someone in the dorm would get
tired of hearing it and answer, so we could leave a message.
We had no luck.
Thursday morning not knowing how early Cathy likes to
get up, we started calling around 10 and continued until
after 1 in the afternoon. Again no luck.
We probably could have gotten Cathy out of bed at 3 in the
morning but who wants to do that?
Oh yes, we also called the SGA office (834-1437) from
about 2:30 Wednesday afternoon they usually drag in
around 2 and continued calling until after 1 p.m. on Thur
sday, with no response.
We had hoped to ask one of them about their attempt to
give the Greeks on this campus SSOO for Greek week, from
money allocated to the SGA and about the fact that their
current list of senators bears scant resemblance to the list
of senators “elected” fall quarter.
Since we couldn’t get in touch with any of them you’ll
have to wonder about these things, just as we have.
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students misunderstand transcripts
A GUEST COLUMN BY
CHERYL D. LOVELL
There seems to be a misunderstanding among
many students and faculty members here at
West Georgia about the removing of grades from
a student’s transcript. Except in special cases,
no grade is ever removed from a student s
record. . .
Even if a student repeats a course he has
failed, the grade remains. Both grades are
posted.
There are, however, two exceptions. I* irst, a
graduating senior may have up to 4 F’s removed
from his record if he needs to raise his GPA to
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they shoot beer drinkers, don't they?
Next time you go to Daytona Beach, watch it.
You could wind up in jail for enjoying a cold beer
on the beach.
Which is exactly what happened to me on my
last trip there recently . Except I wasn’t on the
beach and I wasn’t drinking.
You see, they have this law in Daytona Beach
that forbids carrying an open container of
alcohol on the beach which is public property.
(They probably have another law that says you
can’t spit on public property). However, in
Daytona Beach Shores, where we were staying,
you can drink on the beach.
We drove up the beach to Daytona Beach to see
some friends and go swimming. We were very l
much aware of the law; several years ago some
West Georgia students were part of a massive
arrest there. “They pile 20 people into that paddy
wagon,” I was told. So we knew better than to
step out of the car with a brew.
That’s where we made the mistake. I opened
the car door and was met by the Gestapo, er,
police officer.
“Hey, buddy, how about getting out of that
car? You got any identification?”
“No, it’s back at the motel.”
“What? No ID?”
“Well, you see, officer, we were fixing to go
swimming and I always carry my wallet with me
whenever I go swimming, but I forgot it this
time.”
“Don’t get smart with me, buddy. Put your
hands against the car and spread your legs.”
Sam, a friend of mine, and I were charged with
carrying an open container. Except we weren’t
even on the beach and we had empty bottles.
Within a minute we were frisked and thrown
into the cramped back seat of the squad car.
When another friend tried talking to us through
the window, the cop yelled, “Get away from this
car, boy!”
Then we were corralled into the paddy wagon
and taken to a substation. At the substation they
take your possessions and transport you to
headquarters.
At first, the feeling was one of anger and
hatred. The cops handled us like we had just
robbed a bank. We were all frisked several times
in case we had guns on us —and treated with
disrespect.
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EDITOR MANAGING EDITOR
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2.0. In this case the F’s are not computed in the
student’s GPA if he has successfully repeated
the course.
Second, when one transfers, his failing grades
are not transferable, so therefore the failing
grades are, in a sense, removed from his tran
script. There is usually one drawback. The
student who does transfer, may not be allowed to
return to the school he left.
Some students and faculty members may have
already been aware of these procedures, but
awareness ought to be increased. This matter
should be of paramount importance to all
students and administrators.
Then we realized that our "crime” was going
to cost us $25 each. Might as well enjoy it, we
figured. Prison jokes started popping into my
head:
—"Just call me 026138.”
—“Hey, when do you take our mug shots and
fingerprints?”
—"Are we on the FBl’s 10 Most Wanted list?’
—"Do I get a phone call to my lawyer?”
—“What? Just bread and water?
—"Can we be paroled for good behavior? How
about plea bargaining?”
—"Are we gonna get $lO and anew suit when
we get out?”
Besides us "hardened criminals,” there was
an assortment of other offenders in the slammer.
A middle-aged drunk kept pestering everyone
for a cigarette. He said he was in for drinking in
public two nights ago. He could have fooled me.
Thought he was still drunk. He sure smelled like
it.
A couple of other cons milled about.
“We’re innocent,” I told one when he asked
what we were in for.
“Yeah, we are too. That’s why they keep us off
the streets.”
While we were waiting we tried to figure a plan
to bust out. Lemme tell you, “stir life” is no
good. It’s no fun being a hardened criminal. You
are the dregs of society.
When our bond was deposited, and we left, the
old drunk shook hands with us like we were
lifelong friends. "I’ll see you guys,” he said. Not
here you won’t. Maybe at Alcatraz, Leaven
worth, Reidsville or some decent prison, but not
here
"It’s a stupid law, I agree,” said the woman at
the bond desk. "But sometimes the drinking gets
out of hand and we have to do something about it.
“Have a good time in Daytona, and don’t get
caught again.”
“I don’t know,” said my friend Sam. “This
might cause permanent psychological scars. I’ll
never be the same.”
Back at the beach, we stood at the Daytona
Beach-Daytona Beach Shores city limit sign,
popped a top and hollered, “Come arrest us now,
you sonuvabitches.”
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