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Condom ads not that bad
A big controversy is stirring in our country at this time: should
condom ads be shown on TV?
Why not? Parents are worried that their innocent little children
will be affected if they see such horrible things on TV.
Well, if anyone has seen a soap opera, or one of the TV mini
series aired lately, they will have to agree that a lot more damage is
being done in those one to three hour TV shows than in a thirty se-
condom ad on TV.
These TV snows give the viewer the idea that sex is a little game
with no real consequences to it. They rarely show the darker side of
sex such as pregnancy, VD or worst of all AIDS. A condom ad on
TV would show a safe solution to those problems.
In the condom ads they are showing a contraceptive method to
the public and letting people know it is available. They are not
showing our young anything that will hurt them, actually they may
be showing them something that could save their lives. Condoms
are a safe reliable method of contraception which should be allow
ed to have their time on TV.
-MKT-
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by Tammy Swartzendruber
Columnist
Education: the key to the future
This morning was one of those
clear, windy mornings typical of
the Northwest in the fall. With
autumn being my favorite season
and the wind a kindred spirit to
mine, I decided to get up early
and take a walk through the
woods. The leaves danced out to
greet me with their orange frocks
making beautiful patterns against
the darkness of the firs.
I found my way to a little pool
hidden deep in the heart of the
forest, and there I sat down to
think about life. As I sat there a
deer stole out from the shadows.
I quietly watched him while he
drank. I too was thirsty out not
I for water. It was my thirst for
i knowledge that brought me to
I this college.
Two years ago I hadn’t even
begun to get my feet wet. Then a
friend, knowing how much I love
learning, told me about CCC I
was so excited I could think of lit
tle else for the next few days. It
“Ifound my way to a lit
tle pool deep in the heart
of the forest and there I
sat down and thought”
was a dark day when I came out
of my bubble and realized that I
was too poor to go to school and
I had no one to babysit my
daughter. Besides that I had no
transportation. And what about
my past education? I had only
gone to grade school. I went to
bed that night crying. Here I was
in my mid twenties and the door
to education was closed to me
forever. I would never stroll
down the halls of learning. I
would never drink from the foun
tain of knowledge. I would never
know how to read Shakespeare’s
plays. Sure, I could read the
words out of the dusty old
literature book I had rescued
from the trash behind our city
library, but what did it all mean?
I had even learned to type on my
dad’s rickety old typewriter.
What if the ribbon was out of
ink? The keys made impressions
on the paper anyway and I had a
perfectly good typing book that
had come from the same place as
the literature book. Yes, I loved
learning, but how could I really
understand everything with no
one to explain it to me?
I was snapped out of my
reverie by the shrilling of a blue
jay. As I arose from the log I had
been sitting on I knew what I
would do. I would tell my story
and maybe someone else could
find their way through the maze
of obstacles leading to that
golden door that opens into a
whole new future. I will be back
next week to help you unlock that
door.
Think about it
Monday receives bad rap
What is Monday anyway? It’s
just another day, it has 86,400
seconds just like any other day. It
traditionally falls at the beginning
of the week, you know first, the
beginning, the place of honor, at
the head of the time parade, etc.
It is a shame to diminish such an
important and honorable day to
that dreaded honor and disgust.
It really appears that our nobel
Monday is used as the whippin’
post for our own short
sightedness. Did we plan our
weekend carefully enough that
we were able to do what is really
important? For example, last
weekend, did you make sure that
you achieved some real rest and
relaxation, not the pseudo kind
you get from retched excess of
recreational toxins? Or the kind
arrived at by way of over-exerting
one’s self physically even though
you haven’t taken any regular ex-
cercise during the rest of the week
for as long as you can remember?
Did you happen to take a realistic
look at next week and make sure
that you are prepared for it? By
any chance, did you happen to
look back at last week to
recognize your successes and
suddenly you wake up to find
that your worst nightmare has
now become your worst reality,
it is really Monday. Can you
really afford to spend one
depressed and decide to just get
thyself inebriated to the point
that you miss the weekend and
make adjustments in those spots
where you fell short of your
mark?
Please don’t misunderstand, I
enjoy libations as much as
anyone else. However I must
confess that I really don’t
remember the last time I had a
bad day that I could directly at
tribute to the fact that it was
Monday. Personally I like Mon
“Monday is used as the day because most people are so
caught up with the Monday blues
whippin' post for our that they miss the day. I figure
short sightedness”
that this gives me a head start and
sometimes I need a good start so I
Ah, there it is, the crux of the can just finish the race. I like
matter. If time truly marches on Monday because it means that
day after day, then it makes I’ve probably had a decent
sense
that
Monday weekend and in front of me is a
follows....altogether now, brand new week of challenge,
that’s correct, Monday follows surprise, reward, growth...all
the weekend. Do you find that leading up to next weekend when
as you look back at your history I will be able to take the time and
of days which followed reflect upon my recent successes
weekends (Mondays) that you and make careful plans
have had crummy, get-the- for....Monday, the new beginn
week-off-to-a-bad-start type of ing. It seems that as a rule many
days? Is this your habit, do you people don’t like Monday. I
anticipate that Monday is going think that every exception has its
to be crummy? Does it bother rule.
The only question: are you ex
you much that by Thursday or
Friday you are so wound up ceptional or are you ruled by a
with how bad next Monday is crummy...? Think about it!
going to be that you get overly
seventh of your life with that
kind of mentality?
So you think that Monday is
a terrible way to spend one
seventh of your life? That is cer
tainly an interesting idea, one
which seems popular with great
number of folks, but is it
realistic? After all, time moves
sequentially, that is to say that it
follows one second after
another, minute after minute,
hour after hour, day after day.