Issue 67, Fall 1976
MY FIRST DAY AT THE COLLEGE OF B
The advisor led me to the bathroom and toilets, running water through the basins and flushing a toilet to demonstrate thoroughness.
She spoke a sort of doctrinaire. ' 'These facilities are used by men and women, black and white. We like to think that dis-clip line must be voluntary.''
I remarked that there was no toilet paper or soap. She re-plied, ' 'Natural bodily aromas are sweet.''
''Do the students have a polyandry outlook?” I asked.
“Oh my, yes, we always look on the bright side of adversity,” she beamed.
“Are there any rules?” I thought this would get on with it somehow.
“Oh, no, we have never had rules in the two generations since our inception. We have a little guide containing one hundred and forty-five 'Stipulations.' We do not distribute it because it is only needed for a transgressor. Well, so long. See you in the adjoining cemetery where we take our dates.''