Bloomsburg University - Obiter Yearbook (Bloomsburg, PA)

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table of contents publications faculty administration greeks • a organizations campus athletics class of 1970

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In the beginning, there was expectation and hope. A new leader came to the land called college in the village ot Bloomsburg. The leader was called President, and he brought many words with him, and the words were good. Throughout the first day and the first night the words were good. Their goodness melted the hate in the hearts of the tribes. And through the first day, the tribes of student, faculty, trustee and administrator were as one in their acceptance of the leader. On the second day there were more words from he who is called president, and the words were still good. But the leader ' s face looked tired, and only a dav had passed. On the third day, changes were made. The Edict of Dress, an ancient and outworn tradition was torn from the roots that held it and the will of the people held sway. Then Course Elective, a demon that raked many of the tribe of student, was restrained by Pass-Fail, a boon from the leader. On the fourth day there were more words, but the words had a different color. Devil spawned demons called Gladfly appeared and praised the presidents new words. Seeds of Anger, Despair, and Fear took root in the frozen but fertile ground. On the fifth day, strife was prevalent in the land. The tribes of student, faculty and administrator were pitted one against the other and there was no strength in their seperateness. For many. Bitterness was their anger. They had feared their leaders and cried out in the wilderness for salvation. When the new one came they opened their arms to him and accepted him as their own. But he rejected them, and they knew him not. On the sixth day, the ceremony of the Inaugural, first since thirty years past, was declared a Week of Loyalty. Some of the tribe celebrated. Some doubt- ed. Some had fear. A few still hoped. Also on the sixth day, new changes attended the land. Women of the tribe of student were released from bondage — every Friday and Saturday night. An old order, called curriculum, was infused with new, life-giving blood. But there were rumors of coming pestilence in the land, and wise men of the tribe of faculty went in search of calmer pastures. On the seventh day . . . by allan maurer

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