University of Southern California - El Rodeo Yearbook

“Everything is... Listen to the sounds of our cam- pus. The droves of people hustling through Hahn Plaza during lunch, the blaring of the brass as the band practices on Cromwell Field, the in- cessant lecturing of a bio professor in Bovard, the roar of the masses on a Saturday afternoon at the Colise- um, the timely ringing of the VKC chimes. . . Can this be the true nature of our fair university? Is there nothing more than a kaleidoscope of individ- uals, several miles of concrete walk- ways, and a ton of administrative red tape at this educational institution? What might we be missing as we trudge through our collegiate car- eers? Perhaps we have used the wrong sense in our attempt to uncover the real USC. Let ' s eliminate the audible in favor of the visual. Try looking at the globe instead of hearing the bells, watching the fountains rather than listening to the noontime com- motion, examining the sword be- sides lending our ears to the surrounding rhetoric. Now what do we perceive? Shapes, sizes, colors and a certain electricity about the area. But what does it all mean? Take a look, a good look at our fabled inner city of Los Angeles. If we just open our eyes, perhaps we can discover what the Trojan mys- tique really is. 6^ Russ Whismore Opening 3 ”