February 5, 2001

Dr. J “Gonzo”,

Medicine Wheel ( PHD )

In all honesty, i actually
gave up the idea of seriously
pursuing a career in journal-
ism years ago. The pay was
lousy, both time & energy
spent considerable, & for
some strange reason just did-
n't seem to quite have the
same sort of effect in wooing
women as did say the subtle
sounding ring of plugging
“PHD” at the end of one’s
swanky little nom de plume.

More than anything though,
i suppose the real reason for
taking a crack at musing
myself silly here over the
course of the next 5 issues
was the result of an especial-
ly sacred little “peace pipe”
passing a friend of mine & i
shared just a short number of
days ago.

Now, before we go any
furthur, it should be stated
how largely for legal reasons,

notwithstanding the possibili-
ty either of sparking off a full-
blown campus wide scandal,
let's simply for the moment
reefer to my young nubile &
amazingly gifted UNBC
female friend as “Hotbabe”.
Under the city’s hazy green
spell, the two of us were
casually rapping out on the
deck of her downtown high-

rise digs when — she,
“Hotbabe” that is, yelled out
excitedly :

“Suffering Sophia ... !!! Jay,

what the HELL is that ???”.=

Bewildered, i wheeled
around straining to more or
less focus my eyes on the
black pitch of smoggy down-
town sky she was frantically
trying to direct my attention
to. As there are few of you
reading who'll likely even
believe it, unless of course
you happened to have stood

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Opinion

Late Night Rambling

by: David Gamble
Recently | attended a
Monster Truck Show. My
first. Out of all the events
the motor cross free style
by far affected my whole
person. The stakes were
high; at any moment a jump
could go awry and injury or
death could result. This
tension made my heart stop
every time a jump was
attempted, especially when
one of the riders wiped out.
| began to think about life
and how we live it. Why do
such events enthrall us? Is
it the cathartic effect? |
mean movies, literature,
almost everything that is
meant to entertain has this
quality. But why? Is it
because our live are dull
and so we must live through
others? or that for a short
time we'd like to feel for our-
selves the mile walked in

another person’s shoes?
Early English novels
claimed to be diverting; are
we simply creating a diver-
sion to escape for a while
the life we truly live? Or is it
curiosity?

We don’t only do this with
entertainment. It is an
aspect of daily life. The
spectators watching the dirt
bikes didn’t just feel for the
riders, they imagined them-
selves as such. They
dreamed of the dirt bike
they suddenly began to
desire. Or what about the
times a friend walks up to a
beautiful stranger and asks
her out? We all envy and
respect him, especially
when he is_ successful.
Then we all imagine our-
selves having the guts to do
the same. Really the ques-
tion is where does the actor
end and the audience

Hichoel Homer

Public Lectures with Michaei Horner:

begin? Or are they the
same?

Does this affect individual-
ity, when everyone is trying
to be different doing the
same things? Are we mere-
ly products of society? just
as brain washed as the last
generation and the one
before and so on? Is free-
dom a myth? Have we
advanced at all socially?
Will we ever? Does it mat-
ter? What matters?

If I’ve learned anything,
and | haven't , then here is
the wisdom | impart upon
you: We all must. decide
what we are living for, then
we must act upon this
desire and make that which
is important to us reality!

Thursday, Feb.8:

Do Evil & Suffering Disprove God's Existence?

Thursday, Feb.8:

Is there Scientific Evidence for God?

Friday, Feb.9:

The Absurdity of Life Without God