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Letter To The Editor
Surrender Dear Ole MBC
by Cleon J. Day
What has happened to
"your” social life? Why
are so many of us forced
to stay in our dorms so
long because there is noth
ing else to do on "your”
campus? Why, when we go
to the social functions, are
the majority of students for
ced to go with friends of
the same sex? Males with
males, females with fe
males, each just looking, but
not communicating with one
another.
Why must we be so with
drawn and not share one
another’s dream of having
each other? Why do we go
to dances and sit more
then we dance? Why must
we be so stuck up and not
date one another? Why can’t
we have the fun that we have
heard goes on college cam
puses.?
Have you really noticed
in "your” social activities
the segregated males and
females on this black, his
torical campus?
Why don’t you have a gim
mick? Is this our gimmick,
to segregate ourselves as
black people? Why must so
many of us sit quiet when
we hear the cheer, "All
for the Wolverines, stand
up and holler.?”
Why on truly black cam
pus such as ours, can’t we
black people get together
and be united.
Why must the same mis
takes be made each year
at registration. When will
"you” start learning from
"your” mistakes, dear old
Morris Brown? Have you
been so caught up in digits,
cards, and money to rem
ember "your” forgotten
Nikki Leaves Messages
For those of you who mis
sed out on the fantastic
performance put on by Nikki
Giovanni a couple of days
ago, I’m here to tell you
that you missed a treat.
Yes, you missed out on
perhaps one of the best per
formances ever staged at
this institution. Miss Gio
vanni is by far, the most
talented poetress of our
time and she proved that
in Cunningham Auditorium
before a full house of about
500 students.
But Nikki Giovanni didn’t
manage to walk away with
all the glory. Her esteem
ed prominence was pro
foundly challenged by ano
ther young poet, Gregory
Mobley. Mobley is a stu
dent at Morris Brown who
plans to be a writer him
self one day. He was gi
ven a standing ovation fol
lowing his performance at
which point Miss Gio
vanni resumed the leader
ship and began amusing the
crowd with her fantastic
love poems.
The performance was a
sensational smash, but per
haps one of the most hor
rifying aspects of the whole
thing was when some of the
students said they had ne
ver heard of Nikki Giovan
ni. You know this is a very
implacable institution
where the students’ values
and appreciation for the
arts are so limited that it’s
unbelievable. I’m sure had
James Brown or the The
Dells been in Cunningham,
no one would have even bo
thered to leave to eat or go
to class. But then, I guess,
it’s just another one of
those situations in which
Morris Brown students will
be Morris Brown students
and nothing more than that.
To Stand Or Not To Stand
by Mallard W. Benton, SGA President
To whom or to what
does one show disres
pect when he refuses to
stand at attention or even
to stand at all when the
"National Anthem” is
played?
Maybe it is an indivi
dual’s personal motiva
tions, likes of dislikes,
or even his prejudices,
when they are not inju
ries to others, are his
own business. It is most
ridiculous that two win
ning athletes are sub
jected to the meaning
less humility of disbar
ment from all future Oly-
mpaids for this reason.
Indeed, it is also very
startling that so many
black folks will actually
stand up at football games
between two black col
leges, while a predomi
nately black band plays
the "Star Spangled Ban
ner.” How can any black
person mouth the word,
“for the land of the
free, and the home of the
brave?” How anti- Afro-
American liberated can
one really be?
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stage in their social-po
litico-economic deve-
velopment. It is time that
we seriously consider re-
valuating our position
here in the western world,
that we reconsider all
of the avenues which
must be experienced, and
that we involve oursel
ves in what must be done
to truly develop our rights
and claims to freedom.
If ax blac k person re
peatedly respects that
which disrespects him or
her, then what sort of
contradictory position-
does he put himself in?
We must get to the point
where we can do without
over-respect for that
which we have yet to gain
respect from.
There is a new world
coming and we must pre
pare both our minds (in
terms of skills) and our
bodies (in terms fitness)
for our future and our
children’s futures.
Don’t stand and sing if
your conscience can’t be
clear, and keep your con
science clear by under-
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people? Is having money the
only way to provide "your”
students with a campus life?
Why aren’t we considered
as mature adults?
The Georgia state law,
passed July 1, 1972, says
we are adults at age eigh
teen.
Why don’t we have co-ed
visitation? What must we do
to get what we want out of
you sociaUy, dear old Mor
ris Brown?
We want more out of you
than your expensive books.
Have you even asked your
self why it is hard for you
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to keep students. Yes as
you say, "Our minds are
too precious to waste.”
"Dear Old Morris Brown,
Dear Old Morris Brown
To thy precepts, true we
shaU ever be.” Strongest
one, United. Are we.?”
*3sDe*<)!
There Comes A Time
by Calvin Freeman
There’s been a consi
derable amount of rhe
toric tossed around by
non-concerned students
that Morris Brown is tru
ly a no-good and corrupt
ed school. They were even
saying it in 1969 when I
came here.
Since then, I have no
ticed a considerable
amount of change around
here. The majority of
those griping students
have left and are still
the unsatisfied people
they were while here.
They are still unhappy
because they are never
spotlighted in the crowd
or never even given ho
norable mention.
Yes, that is the kind
of students who made up
the “silent majority”
here.
The young ladies would
never give the guys the
time of day. They would
only sit around and tell
each other that More
house had the bestlook
ing men and that there
were not any men on Mor
ris Brown’s campus.
Many of the girls would
pick up some bum or stud
from Morehouse and
showcase him in front of
the guys here. He didn’t
have to be attractive;
he only had to wear a
Morehouse sweat shirt
and have a highly fair
complexion.
This mockery went on
for so long that the guys
began to play the same
game. They went to Spel-
man for their women. So
what you had here on this
campus was a war be
tween the sexes.
But, this attitude at
Morris Brown has chan
ged. The students, both
males and females, are
beginning to come closer
and closer together and
to say "to hell with those
people at Morehouse and
Spelman; we are going
to stick to each other.’
Our students now pay
less attention to the Spel-
manites and the More
house men and they highly
criticize them. We are
beginning to recognize
one another now in a new
light.
LOVE IS
A situation
Started by a conversation
Hurts like an operation
ends sometimes in no reformation
but is needed badly throughout
the nation
But through meeting you, my life is in a state of
restoration.
For your love’s intoxication.
Through sad times your consolation
Is welcome with the highest acclaimation
And has given me such extreme jubilation
That deserves the highest adulation
And with no procrastination
Loving you and making you happy is my complete
destination
And my friends with no hesitation
Knowing that you’re my thrilling sensation
my complete adoration
Look at us with complete gratification
And say, Blount, my friend, Congratulations!!!
William Rlnnnt