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USM Uses Devine Intervention for Preview

Student Printz University of Southern Mississippi Hattiesburg, MS Summer 1996 I am walking around campus. Summer is in the air. Birds are singing. The flowers are in bloom. People are laughing, play volleyball, and looking remarkably relaxed. I have an excellent meal of omelets and fruit salad, courtesy of Commons, in my stomach. And I have big plans for parties that night. Is this really USM? Yes it is. It is USM during preview. It would seem that preview is the result of a huge conspiracy on the part of the administration. By conversing with certain key players, they have presented a picture of USM to the previewees that is .. read more

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USM Needs to Take Stand on Social Issues

Published Summer 1996 Student Printz University of Southern Mississippi Hattiesburg. MS, USA The university’s commitment to its social responsibility has so far been manifested in remarkably conventional terms, funding for its community service programs, occasional faculty debates over university policies that have larger social implications and commitment (nominally, at least) to student and faculty diversity. Maybe it is time, however, that the University of Southern Mississippi participate even more fully in the difficult dilemmas facing our society. What I am suggesting is an explicit and constructive engagement between USM and the world beyond campus. Universities have long refused to take stands on important social issues, hiding instead behind the banners .. read more

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Sea Birds

they stand upon the shore looking at possibly nothing. Each of them facing the waves his own way. They have no need for time or worry, they live only for their next meal, morsel. There’s no competition between them, no hurt of sorrow just freedom to catch their wings upon a passing breeze. For the wind and waves to them are home, and they view life from the air smelling chances.

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Sand Steps

I found some pretty footsteps upon the sand so wet, and felt that somewhere, somehow in time their form I’d met. So in hopes I might meet, the one who’s feet they’d fit. I hurried off to follow along the waves who at me spit.

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Parental Sin

You say you want me to tell this story, but you won’t hear what I have to say, If everyone is a homophobe, that means you too. I grab your arm as you jab at my chest. You want to know all about it, correct? The cabin, the old men who dropped their pants. Saw the beer cans they drank and spasmed on. I remember how hot is it was that day, but I was cold. I played outside, playing with myself for many hours and I wanted some cold beer. When I heard a moan, I turned and saw grandfather with his pants on the floor saw another man .. read more

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Dose of Paranoia Keeps Reality in Check

Student Printz Published July 31 1996 University of Southern Mississippi Hattiesburg, MS USA You must know by now that the Information Age has reached saturation, and we’re all going to die or upgrade sometimes very, very soon. In celebration, I hereby blow all of my column ideas for the summer term. Y’all are welcome to use any of these as your own ideas. After all, this is the Information Age. Everyone of you must have your own ideas by now, right? 1. Paranoia is an obligation. We live in a “free-market” economy. The freedoms of this market include the freedom of the government and corporate powers to set a target .. read more

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Ocean Meet

There’s a stairway leading to the edge down where the sand and ocean meet waiting there for me is a balmy wind, and ebbing waves to caress my feet There’s a peace I find as I look out over, The expanse of her swelling tide, I long to be as a seabird to dance looking for free meals and a crest to ride.

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Claims of Nazism run rampant in the U.S.

Published Student Printz Summer 1996 University of Southern Mississippi Hattiesburg, MS USA Imagine this scenario: The defeat of the Germans in 1945 was actually their victory. The invading armies were brainwashed; the generals replaced by german-constructed, English speaking cyberbots; allied governments infiltrated and commandeered. The armies returned home, and their German automatons became presidents, members of Congress, and agents of the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms. Meanwhile, German POWS, picking cotton in Texas, fled to Montana, forming militias and awaiting the Reich’s rebirth. Sound preposterous? Not really, if you’re listening to the tone of American political hyperbole. The Nazis are everywhere. “GENOCIDE!” screams Rep Major Owens (D-NY) at Republicans .. read more

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