Trinity College School - Record Yearbook (Port Hope, Ontario Canada)

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The Unpleasant Experience Of Officer John Blough , - lv- ..t,. yt.l1's oltl, l.tll'-li1lll't'l! atntl bluts 1-ln lip' p..t.ntls. .tluatys been latbelletl 't .t rilivgttx uliiiv.Xl11t't'it':m. Nninc: . lht.1Iu.tllnl1jiitilltrtlitlli it ' v.-'trx.k1tl llns isnt at lm tl l tfl..to, .tilt-r alll. ut- u'oultln't gin ' 'st night .nit i--ugh bt-.it on your Iii Ylwtvtg lilo' that! -.:.t Ntpttuilit-l'. l:.l.i :i.m. I ieller street. tl neigh- .lt-i-lou .illox .intl King street. besidt ': 'vund but l it t' - lwaitt- r- t lint' night, nobody tit 1-N my ls tiununtiig at l't'ct'lit llcaltlc ltlt. no l mtwin. tlon't worry. lllough. .. unuk .--.1-r lmpp.-m-tl on that bt-at, nothing 1 ueli ll'-.tilt-r'ti si tloormousc. its they say is., t.-.nl ton? l -'ot plenty other things to r- . 1 .born lnlstx it-ur xt-.tl'stnltl.Xt'L1l'i1.XHittlL tn 1 cr -fratlt i it-ti-l rn 'lit NllllllN.i!l'lllbllt'l!1lll! tft ,., it-s l toultlnt stantl takin no lessons. it g-tort! 1.-r rolmbt-ijx'. :intl assault :intl but . Ninn . -lint llramly. -U tl. No lli.u .lun liruflx' guy is just nogoo t cut uimt ut- tlo to him, he won't change. t f p-i.tlu.ttrists say it woulzln't mtkt -' ll- F lust plain lizttlfl 2 ' ' llllj' -:.t- :l l-as part-nts were while millionaires Iilrtl St-pit-mixer. l:2l3 a.in.. Jordon alley . .tilt frying In break into lfrt-tl's lfurriers, finds '-I'l1l'IKk.l-ULQPN lialnlnt-r lrom pocket IN GOD WET?-UST if X 4 'W Y 'N Q 1 UI mah l f X .1 - X e T K 91- l Q , N 5? Q gi-'Z - . f 4' It 'i-' 'f 'rl ---v'-1' Ill -,.' - in - 1- 'f'l H H-H 'rf l Page A sudden beam of brightlight illuminates the alley. focusses on him. He gasps. Hold it right there, and drop thathammer! lilough's voice is nervous, unsteady. That's right. Now put your hands behind your head and come here. Slowlyf' Brady comes forward slowly, eyessquinting to make out a body behind the bright glare of the flashlight. Suddenly he leaps forward, swing- ing lists wildly. Left to Blough's belly, hardg right to Blough's cheek, tears at skin with sharp, dirty fingernails. Goddam n Fuzz! linocked down, Blough is kicked by Brady. Sharp, pointed tips to back, stomach, groin. In last attempt, Blough throws now-broken flash- light upward with all his remaining strength. Skin divides unevenly over Bradyis left eye, and blood pours freely over his face. He collapses unconscious. Police brutality, that's what it is! Yessir! Police brutality! The courtroom is stuffy, overcrowded. Re- porters scribble illegibly on small pads, judge scratches crew-cut head. Look at my client's head, your honour. Those bandages conceal some very ugly wounds. And he is also bruised all over the rest of his body. Cannot a citizen receive justtreatmentfrom our police? Must this medieval torture exist in our modern days, exercised by those who profess to protect us? Turns to Blough: Or is this per- haps special treatment the members of our most esteemed Police Department reserve for unim- portant black men and children? Judge glances at watch, catches sight ofnote on desk - Remember to bring home some Ken- tucky l ried Chicken forsupper, He exhalesbreath impatiently and glances irritably at watch again. . . . And thereforemy client,inself-defence. feebly tried to fight back.Assaultinga policeman, you say? But what human being would nottry and tight back after being as bullied and beaten as he was? Some members of the jury look at one another. Blough sits back, astonished. l got my rights just like any other Ameri- can citizen, even though I am a black man . . . Silence! A loud bang. Youmustkeepyour client from bursting out like that in future, coun- sellor, or we shall have him taken out. Amild rebuke. Eventually the defence rest. Jury exits. . . gotta remember possiblerepercussions . . other blacks might get mad ifwe say he's guilty, and then . . . . . can't get those blacks mad at us. . . . . I mean, look at the police in Chicago. Obviously they're all getting out of hand and it's about time . . . . . Nobody to protect decent citizenslike us anymore! -Jury returns, verdict ofnotguilty,alongwith rectimmendation for investigation into police methods. Brady jubilant. I hate the Fuzz, he con- I6

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In The Beginning Today the sun was winning. Even the city smog which pervaded the forest couldn't stop its searching rays. Dirt particles created from some vast factory, seem to burn like many small suns. Gracefully they would float defying man's pre cious laws untilthey disappeared into the shadows and were extinguished. The biggest sun eater that day was a cave. A new one too, or a least in the memory of the young couple who stood gazing into its murky blackness. The old tree which had covered the entrance, looked as if it had been there since the beginning of time. Indeed, it might well have been, for it would have taken more than the pen- knife that Adam was brandishing to carve their initials in its hoary trunk. Look, be realistic and give up your girlish optimism. We've got fifteen years to go. There is D.D. T. in our food, soot in the air, overpopula- tion and almost no clean water anywhere. lf Man as a whole doesn't do something, nature will! 'Now look who is being unrealistic. How can nature do anything to us? Besides, you're no fun when you're serious. Let's go into the cave. With a snort of disgust and dispair, Adam picked up his flashlight. Why must women take serious problems with such Ievity. But in a way she was right. There was nothing nature could do to stop man's ravaging. All over the world civiliaztion's pock marks spew forth more and more industrial vomit into the air, the water and soil. The foresight of an ant crawling benignly towards a steam roller, cannot be found in these men. They have destroyed, butcannotbe destroy- ed. They have prepared, with all their talk of progress - The ultimate destruction. What can stop it? What? Adam came to with a start, and saw his girlfriend staring at him with a puzzled look on her face. Sorry, he said. She smiled for a fleeting second, and then grabbed his hand. She had read the linesof grief, that had etched his face during those brief sec- onds. Her work as a woman was clear. 'Hey silly, we came up here to have a pic- nic. That means just the two of usg not you, and me, and the world's problems. Hand in hand they entered the cave. Together they were swallowed up, like the millions of little suns which had gone before them. Alice's Wonderland, as the cave was im- mediately dubbed was certainly more than alittle hole in the ground. The rocky tunnel which the couple followed glistened with water - clean water purified by the soil above. Sweetened and cooled by the ground's clammy darkness. The beam of light from the flashlight played upon the walls, revealing incredible colours. Tones which painters haue striven lot' utth then' let hlt of- t--t life-times, only lu concede ltr an Jtlllttr-I ot .t nearly. llere was the earth ivlnsperntg the set ret- of its stratum lu anyhody who earetl In ht-.tr it nh their eyes. 'l'he cave led the couple deep into the moon tain. Surrounded hy cold rock. they telt only .t warm draft, which represented at lllilllllpf inferno outside. 'l'here, m:tn's three thousxtnd yt-at in th zation was melting under the lit-ne-,olent son People stared up in astonishment ht-lore th--tt hair flamed up and their eyes drihhled tltrli n their face. The whole world nas llitlltetl in th- sun's cleansing rays. like at t'utttpI't'ss matt .tn infected pimple. The earth's surface aus sernhhed clean of its dirt by the golden sunlight. When all was burnt, the rains came. Water no longer dis guised in a black cloak,hutsparkling fresh unter. It came in torrents to rinse away the hones til the old world. The decay fertilized the still. and soon seeds protected from the heat. sprung torth Slowly first, and then faster as the air reassured them. The murderer had gone. Deep in a mountain grottomxamining:t hint- stone, theyouths felt death and destruction. Mental bonds between mother and daughter. father :tntl son were broken and they felt alone. Let's go back Adam. O.K. Their footsteps reverbrated on the sttrtte floors, until they crunched on sodden ashes. 'l'l1e blackened level land stretched aecusingly for miles. But even in its blackness they could see sprouts of new generations - like small saplings such as the one chich was growingnearthe mouth of the cave. Two pairs of eyes questioned the landscape. two pairs of eyts watched the retreating clouds. and two minds screamed 'Hosl' The girl looked down at the sapling. the cave and the blackened surroundings. Her glazed eyes took it all in. Adam, she murmered. 'Yes Eve, he said, pulling her close. 'How many timeshas this happened before? He smiled and looked up. The Sun had won. - II. S. Craig lillfif 12 ss ,-he l all . fc ' - ' ? c . ' 4 . . .,g 1 , - 1 Y wig-t fffllif 4. 'c 'A .QN K4 . 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