1981

Gratuitous Rhetorical Twaddle. T. S. Eliot wrote that "between the Idea and the Reality lies the shadow." This is simply not true. Extensive personal research at the Library of Congress has revealed that what lies between the Idea and the Reality is a rather gooey, bulbous, moldy blob of Playdough. Sorry, but that's the way it is.

Now for those of you who find my gratuitous rhetorical twaddle more than a little bit tiresome, I offer the following bit of advice suck an egg.

News. We begin on the international front. In West Germany, where the Green Party may yet prevent deployment of American Pershings, the Big Green's Chris McLaughlin persists in releasing his own cruise missies from the point; Chris is defending and slapshooting his way through Deutschland's pro hockey circuit and plans to return to the States sometime next spring.

Also overseas is J. Embry Hole, studying at the University of Stuttgart for an undisclosed duration. Ten to one says the Mercedeses and Kroenenbourgs will never let him go.

Pox Americana. Meanwhile, on our pedestrian, parochial, partisan part of the globe, Mary Fuller has decided that she can get all the highbrow education she needs by plunging into Shakespearean studies at Johns Hopkins.

Just down the coast, Jon Cohen is "learning what they mean by 'practicing' medicine.'' But not to worry. Jon is studying at U.N.C. and spending his summers "practicing" on rural Carolinans. So he should be on top of his game by the time we all start asking for free medical advice.

Just up the coast, Terry Bonus is pursuing an accounting M.B. A. from the State University of New Jersey. Terry will be calculating his fingers to the bone this summer at Price-Waterhouse. And still farther north, Amrita Daniere has joined a small, raving contingent of the class at the Kennedy School of Government.

Out in that great swath of unemployment otherwise referred to as the Midwest, TomGeiger slaves away in Dayton. Now before you start emoting gobs of pity for the forsaken Minnesotan-turned-Ohioan,realize that the boy is working for Cargill Inc., one of the slam-dunking international grain giants.

On the other side of the Mississippi, Al Siegel is doing the big, bad banking thing in Oklahoma City, while all the way out in L.A., Jane Alexander is working for Scott Paper (in tissues, I believe, not T.P.). The rumor mill has also churned out the hint that Miss Alexander may be engaged, though confirmation has yet to hit Washington. And I wouldn't think of spreading such innuendo without proper verification, now would I? Of course I wouldn't.

However, I am perfectly willing to pass on still more entries for the swelling list of confirmed engagements. Anne Putney, who is still giving the thumbs up or down to applicants at the Emma Willard School, has announced her intentions to marry next August. Anne has gone and sold out to a Princetonian named Peter Swire, who is currently in a joint degree program at Yale Law. Talk about mutiny.

Paul Becker and Holly Burks have also announced. In fact, that happened last November, but the secretary is always the last to knowLastly,

Bob Dale writes that Bill Proom has announced his engagement to Meg Griffin. No word on dates, time zones, or spatial-temporal continuity, however.

Drips and Drabs. (Don't take that personally.) I'm running real short on time this month, kids, so I'll just update you on a few flashy items.

Dartmouth's answer to Fred Astaire and Twyla Tharp - Mark Frawley —is reportedly touring with a traveling company of 42nd,Street. No idea of show dates..

Greg Clow is wheeling and dealing on the San Fran advertising scene, and he writes that he's just taken over art direction for the U.S.F.L. 's new stadium magazine, Kickoff. Dartmouth's vise-like grip on the new football league continues to tighten.

Oops - out of time.

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