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Pauline goes to college
In 1971 The Ubyssey published a Sedate Student
Guide to the University of B.C., or, Justine Goes to
College. As chance, and the passage of four years would
have it, Justine's younger sister Pauline has decided to
come to UBC. This is what happens to her.
SEPTEMBER 2-5, 1975.
Editor: Gary Coull
Illustrations: John Kula
A special edition of The Ubyssey, published by the Alma
Mater Society of the University of B.C. It is published by
students as a guide to the 1975-76 campus for new and used
students alike. Its views may not necessarily agree with
administration propaganda.
The First Canadian Bank
Bank of Montreal
The two "Campus Branches" of the Bank of Montreal take great pleasure
in welcoming new and returning students to U.B.C.
We figure it this way: if we can be of help to you while you're a student, you'll stick with us after
graduation—when we can be of even greater assistance.
So, come see us for advice on handling money. We can show you a few things that Economics 201 doesn't cover:
how to save with a True Savings Account, how to cheque with a True Chequing Account, how to budget to make the most
of your money, how to avoid running short. And we can discuss loans too.
There's a Bank of Montreal nearby. Drop in, anytime. We want you to get your money's worth.
Start with
the bank
you'll stay with.
::The Ubyssey - September 2 - 5, 1975 1. Pauline
page 3
• . .The Odyssey begins
Pauline was about to follow her big sister
to university. Like Justine, Pauline couldn't
really remember when she first decided to
go to university. As a matter of fact, she
couldn't remember deciding. It was just in
the natural order of things. You came out of
Grade 7, you went to high school; you
came out of grade 12, you headed for
university. It was that simple, provided you
had the marks and the money-.
And Pauline had the marks. She got an A
in physics, chemistry, math and French; a
B in social studies and a C in English —
although sometimes her teacher's comments on her report cards weren't too
flattering — "daydreams," "short attention
span," "loses interest rapidly." She didn't
really like school; she remembered how
depressed she felt just before Grade 12, and
she'd almost decided to quit at one point.
But she plugged away and made it through
to the end.
After she got her Christmas report card,
Pauline's father and mother took her aside,
when her brother was in bed, and her father
said, "Pauline, it's time we had a talk about
your educational objectives." She sat down
and her mother lit a cigarette. Dad poured a
couple of drinks.
To make a long story short, it was decided
that Justine would go into engineering. Her
father, the local Coca-Cola distributor, was
against the idea. He'd always had this thing
about her being able to draw, ever since
she brought home a painting of a horse from
her Grade 6 art class. Mom said Pauline
ought to do what she wanted to do. Pauline
thought she was going to end up crying but
she didn't. Dad gave up, eventually. "Well,
it's two against one, I can see I'm fighting a
losing battle," he said. Funny how Dad
always turned every discussion into a small
Pauline was well aware that her parents
had saved up a lot of money to put her
through university just like they had done
for her sister Justine. And Pauline wanted to
do her bit to help too. She had a couple of
summer jobs lined up, but they fell through:
the sporting goods store went bankrupt and
the bank's head office in Toronto decided
that they didn't have enough money to hire
another relief girl, even if she did have an A
in math. So she spent most of the summer
hanging around; she got a good sun tan and
she helped paint her parents' house. On
Aug. 26 she w e n t to the bus station and
bought a ticket for Vancouver.
Three days later, Pauline's mother and
father took her aside again and her father
said, "Pauline it's time we had a little talk."
He told her first of all that he and Mom were
very proud of both their daughters going to
university to get educated, an opportunity
both of them had been denied. Then he said
that Vancouver was not like the town where
she had been born and raised in. He mentioned how Justine had changed when she
went to college and began talking about
politics and inequalities in society. Mom and
Dad said they still loved Justine but they
hoped Pauline would watch out in the city.
Not only was it the hard drug capital of
Canada, he said, but it was the soft drug
capital too, and of course he didn't have to
tell her how much it would hurt her mother
and him if she forgot all the good habits
she'd learned at home, as soon as she went
away. And, some of those engineers were
pretty randy types, and he didn't have to tell
her about how to conduct herself with
strange or not-too-familiar men, since she'd
received such a good education at home. She
was warned, furthermore, to stay away
from underhanded radicals with ulterior
motives who would spout rhetoric at her like
they did to her sister and try tosconvert her
to the communist cause.
Pauline thought about Justine. When her
sister first went to university and was
writing home about it, Pauline didn't really
care. After she graduated last year, Justine
went away to Europe and Pauline never had
a chance to talk much about going to
The next day, early in the morning, they
went down to the station and Pauline got on
the bus. She kissed her mother and father,
and her mother cried. She swallowed the
lump in her throat, waved goodbye out the
window, and opened a magazine.
The people her parents warned her about
The Ubyssey - September 2 - 5, 1975* page 4
"Let me see your authorization to
The man was a faculty adviser. He, and
what seemed like hundreds of others, sat
behind long tables in the Buchanan building.
This was the man, Pauline had been told,
who would cordially and helpfully assist her
in choosing the courses which would comprise her first year of university.
She didn't really know how she managed
to pick him . . . she just fell in line. The man
had greying hair and wrinkles on his brow,
and he was scowling.
"What do you want to be?" he asked. "A
nurse, a teacher, a ""home economist or a
Pauline was standing still, but she felt
herself stumbling. She had expected a nice
man, not this gruff individual. She thought
she might {ail miserably at her first contact
with a Professor.
She thrust toward him the form containing
her cqurses and the sections she was in and
the times of her classes. His face clouded
and he took his glasses off.
"You can't go into engineering," he said.
"Youdon't have the prer.equisities. Here, let
me give you some course cards for first-
year arts."
"But I don't want to go into arts," said
' Pauline. "And I got an A in physics and
chemistry and math in grade 12."
"Well, you are incredibly stupid," said the
man. "Because this isn't the place you come
to register for engineering. Now go away,
yofl're wasting my time and the time of all
these people behind you. Look at them."
Pauline turned around and looked at the
line, which curved out of the room and down
the hall. The guy behind her stared straight
ahead. She turned back toward the wrinkle
and asked: "Where do I register for
engineering? "
"Next, please," said the greying man.
The guy behind Pauline pushed his
authorization to register form across the
table. She slumped out of the building and
sat down under a tree to read her
registration handbook and, of course, she
found that she'd been reading the wrong
section. Finally she made her way over to
the civil engineering building. She showed
her authorization to register form to the two
gorillas guarding the door and walked down
the corridor. Laughter echoed behind her.
"Well," said the man behind the table,
"all right, Pauline, but you're going to have
to realize one thing. It's not going to be easy
for you as a girl. First of all, girls aren't
generally suited for this type of work and
secondly, you're going to be left out of all the
extracurricular activities, because they're
all oriented toward men. But if you've got
your heart set on it, I'm not going to be one
to stand in the way."
"You have to take a year of science,
though, so you better read your handbook
again andgo to the right place for that."
Pauline thanked him, took her forms and
walked out of the fire exit. It was raining,
and she didn't have an umbrella.
2. Step right up
There are a few things
you should know about
the rent increase limit.
• Effective January 1, 1975, residential
rent increases are limited to 10.6% of
the rent presently being charged. This
rule applies to any dwelling containing
two or more rented units, and will be
administered by the Rent Review Commission. The rule also applies to single
family dwellings.
• Tenants can legally refuse to pay any
rent increase over the 10.6% limit, subject to the exceptions specified in the
legislation. Tenants cannot be evicted
for non payment of illegal rent
• There must be at least a twelve
month interval between one rent
increase and the next, and tenants
must be given at least three months'
notice of any rent increase.
• Notice of Rent Increase forms, supplied to landlords by the Rent Review
Commission, must be used. These are
the only valid forms for notice of any
residential rent increase.
Questions relating to landlord-tenant matters other than rent increases
should be directed to the Office of the
Rentalsman, 525 Seymour Street, Vancouver, B.C. V6B 3H7. Telephone: 689-
0811. Out of town, call collect.
• Half a duplex, when the owner lives in
the other half (or basement suite, when
the owner lives in the remainder of the
house) is exempt from the 10.6% limit.
• Certain major renovations may
entitle an owner to increase rents over
the 10.6% limit. These improvements
must have been started since May 3,
1974, and do not include normal
maintenance and repairs. Landlords
may consult the Rent Review Commission for details, particularly if planning
renovations which might justify rent
• Residential premises, except mobile
home pads, being rented for the first
time on or after January 1, 1974, are
exempt from the 10.6% rent increase
limit for a period of five years.
• Premises renting for more than $500
per month are exempt from the 10.6%
increase limit.
• Mobile home pad rent increases may
exceed 10.6%, but only if prior approval
is received from the Rent Review Commission.
A brochure titled The Rent Increase
Limit and its Exceptions is available
upon request, from the Rent Review
Commission office, or from your nearest Government Agent office.
If you have questions about residential rent
increases, contact the
Rent Review Commission
P.O. Box 9600,
Vancouver, B.C. V6B 4G4
Telephone: 689-9361
Out of town, call collect.
The Ubyssey - September 2 - 5, 1975;:; "V
page 5
3. A roof overhead
Pauline's father's cousin and his family
were great people, but they lived in the East
End of Vancouver and while they were doing
their best they really couldn't afford to keep
Pauline for very long. She knew she had to
find a place to live; she had what she
thought was enough money and she figured
it would be easy enough. After all, she
wasn't asking for a mansion, just a roof and
a bed. Little did she know. . . .
In glowing terms, the brochure that had
arrived with her notice of acceptance
described the sumptuous, modern UBC
residences. Pauline remembered seeing a
picture of the striking Walter Gage
residence, northeast of SUB, which had
appeared in the local paper back home. It
sounded great — co-operative living and
everything. Even the other two residences,
Totem Park and Place Vanier, looked pretty
good, especially since Pauline had been
getting a little tired of living at home and
was looking forward to the challenge of
being on her own.
She was in for a surprise.
People who come into contact with the
student housing director, Les Rohringer,
find he is a paternalistic gent who feels an
overwhelming responsibility toward the
parents of residence dwellers.
"Residence is for people who want to
concentrate on their studies and be catered
to," says Rohringer.
UBC residences now consist of large
expensive high rises: Totem Park, Place
Vanier and the Gage Towers. Fort Camp, a
motley collection of old "temporary" army
huts erected when UBC was a fledgling
campus, was torn down after Gage Towers
was completed.
Costs are: $663 a year for shared accommodation in Gage. This is for a room in
a furnished, self-contained apartment with
six bedrooms opening into a foyer,
bathroom and kitchen-lounge area facing a
The kitchen facilities are a bonus because
it means you don't have to eat the disgusting
slop served up in Totem and Place Vanier
where you pay for the "food" whether you
eat it or not.
In Place Vanier, you're looking at $1,121 a
year for a double room and $1,167 for a
single. Totem's doubles are the same price
but a senior single there is $1,255 a year. As
mentioned, this includes the dubious
privilege of eating your meals in residence
The 3,400 beds in university-run
residences are always filled by Aug. 1.
Anyone wishing to live in residence can add
their name to the waiting list in the housing
administration office in the General Services Administration Building at Wesbrook
and University Blvd. You won't be alone —
there are about 6,000 names on the waiting
The list of people, including non-students,
seeking accommodation off-campus is even
longer. Vancouver has one of the lowest
vacancy rates and possibly the highest rents
in the country. New rental apartment
construction is nil and people who do have a
decent place to live in will not move because
they know they're fucked if they do.
The housing crisis in Vancouver is,
depending on who you talk to, due to a
number of reasons: high mortgage rates,
scarcity and high price of serviced lots, the
removal of a cushy tax concession that
allowed rich folks to write off investment in
such things as apartments and, finally, the
provincial Landlord and Tenant Act and the
resultant "investor uncertainty."
The real reason is that the Canadian socioeconomic system is more concerned with
profit and loss than providing a basic human
need: a place to live.
But Pauline didn't want to bother figuring
out the whys and wherefores of the housing
crisis — she wanted a place to live.
Pauline's search for housing began with a
lecture from someone who appeared on the
steps of the new administration building to
tell everyone of the wonders of residence,
but ended up by admitting that there was no
room at the moment. However, there were
always cancellations. So Pauline and about
50 other people slept on the steps of the
administration building for three nights
waiting for someone to fink out on Uncle
. The second place Pauline tried was the
housing service operated by the Alma Mater
Society. Eight students hired by the
universities council have set up shop in
SUB near the north entrance. There they
solicit and receive offers of housing and post
daily lists of what's available. This ranges
from single sleeping rooms in private homes
to whole houses available for rent.
Pauline found the people there were very
helpful and talked to her a while about the
Landlord Tenant Act, what a landlord can
and can't do to you and some of your
responsibilities as a tenant. She discovered
there was a lot she didn't know about living
on someone else's property and was glad she
took the time to talk with the housing service
They also said the service will continue to
operate until mid-October.
They told her that as a last resort, she
could go down to Pacific Press, home of the
Vancouver Sun and Province, and pick up
an early edition of the Sun as it came off the
presses about 10:45 a.m. and check out the
classified ads. But she heeded a car to do
that because the race to get to any decent
place listed makes Death Race 2000 look like
a parade.
So Pauline checked out the housing list
and found to her surprise what looked like a
good-sounding place on West Tenth. She
found a telephone and, lacking a dime put in
two nickels and dialed. The dial tone continued and the nickels wouldn't come back.
She was wondering what to do when a guy
in a red shirt and flare pants walked by.
"Have you got change for a dollar?" she
asked. He didn't but he showed her how to
dial the operator, tell her the phone didn't
work and get her call made free. It was
great — except that the room was taken.
Twelve operators later, Pauline found
herself pressing a doorbell at the appointed
time. The house was grey stucco and the
woman who answered the door opened it a
crack, then a little farther, and said:
The arrangement was that Pauline would
babysit the landlady's son on evenings and
weekends in exchange for the room. The
landlady, whose husband had left her some
years ago, was a bus driver. The room had
four walls with blistering pea-green paint. A
10-inch square window which opened a
coupleof inches was almost obscured by the
maze of dripping copper pipes. She trod on a
cockroach which hadn't been quick enough
to join its comrades under the experienced
mattress and said: "I'll take it."
77/ fake it"
The Ubyssey - September 2 - 5, 1975 page 6
AT THE ARMORY: Until September 17, all
textbooks for all Faculties, except those for
English 100, third- and fourth-year and
graduate-level Arts courses.
AT THE BOOKSTORE: English 100, third-
and fourth-year and graduate-level Arts
Asian Studies
Classical Studies
Comparative Literature
Political Science
Creative Writing
Fine Arts
Religious Studies
Slavonic Studies
Urban Studies
After Sept. 17, all books are consolidated in
the main Bookstore. Books which have not
been purchased by November will be returned
to our suppliers.
8:30 a.m. to 8:30 p.m.
8:30 a.m. to 5:00 p.m.
See Pages 12, 13 and 16
•  •
USED BOOKS - are located with the new
books. They are clearly labelled as used or
recycled and priced at 75 per cent of the new
book price.
REFUNDS — Refunds will be made during
September at the Armory only. The refund
desk is located at the exit door. You must
have your receipt and new books must not be
marked in any way. Refunds will only be
made on merchandise returned within ten
days of purchase.
1. Determine your professor's requirements
before purchasing any textbook.
2. Purchase your books as soon as possible,
while stock is available.
3. Always retain your cash register receipt.
No refunds will be permitted without it.
4. Remember — everyone is purchasing books
this time of year — thus long lineups — so
be sure to bring along your patience and
good humor.
If your book is unavailable:
• Check the computer lists to determine if
the book has been received by the store;
• If it has been received and is now out of
stock, contact your professor. He will
determine howmany more books are required
and place an additional order with the
-     All
are   stocked
by    the
We will continue to supply the school
equipment you require. At the Bookstore we
can provide you with a large assortment of
academic reference materials and popular new
publications for your library. We also stock a
wide range of stationery items, greeting cards,
campus sportswear, gift items and pocket
books. Special orders for books and
University rings may be placed through the
1. The Bookstore is a non-profit organization
operated by the University of British
Columbia. All policies and practices are
subject to the approval of the Bookstore
Committee, which is made up of student,
faculty and administrative representatives.
2. In September the Bookstore distributes
over 250,000 volumes to 30,000 students.
To do this we must co-ordinate more than
6,000 different titles.
3. The Bookstore makes every effort to have
required and recommended texts available
for you at the beginning of term. There are
a number of reasons for the unavailability
of a book: late placement of book requests
by faculty, the book may be out of print
or out of stock temporarily at the
publishers, there may be no Canadian
copyright for it, a shipment may have been
misdirected, unanticipated large
enrolments, and our old friend, human
4. The Bookstore orders textbooks in the
editions specified by faculty. The publisher
determines a suggested retail selling price
and the book is sold io the Bookstore at
this price less a 20 per cent discount, from
which Bookstore operating expenses must
be met. This includes such things as
salaries, freight, pricing, shelving, office
supplies, etc. If you feel that an error has
been made in the pricing of a book, please
bring it to our attention.
5. Shoplifters are prosecuted.
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5. Food?
Pauline's stomach was empty. This was a
regrettable occurrence for it is not ad-
viseable to get hungry at UBC unless you
are prepared to leave the immediate confines of ihe campus and obtain sustenance
Practically all food sold at UBC is the
result of the work of an administration
organization called food services, headed by
Robert (Ronald McDonald) Bailey. This
near-monopoly serves a number of purposes. Food purchasing and preparation can
theoretically be centralized and streamlined
to cut costs, the operation's numerous
creditors only have to go to one place and
you always know who to blame for the
bland, tasteless and occasionally poisonous
slop that passes for food out here.
Pauline had heard about this but was not
prepared to take a bus to a decent
restaurant. However, in the next few weeks
she found some interesting, and" edible,
exceptions. Here are the places she tried:
kinds of foreign foods.'Each day of the week
brings a new culinary delight. Watch The
Ubyssey for details.
OLD AUDITORIUM (check your map):
Greasy North American Chinese food which
is hot but not the best Chinese food ever
served in Vancouver. Open 11:30 a.m. to
4:30 p.m.
PONDEROSA: Highlight of this food
services Operation, frequented mainly by
engineers and strange looking scientific
types, is the large tree around which the
entrance was built. The food is the same old
stuff but the people who work there are nice.
BUS STOP: Favorite of chemistry profs
and mad psychologists from the Anguish
building. Personal service but very small
and always packed. If you want to stay close
to the exit in case your stomach decides to
reject what you inflict on it, there's a takeout counter.
BARN: Hangout of agriculture and
forestry students with a smattering of
gears. It's on the Main Mall near the
forestry building. Serves up pizza and
BUCHANAN LOUNGE: Food services
operates a quickie counter in this haven for
undiscriminating arts students. Donuts
taste like baked cardboard but the coffee
makes a good batiking dye.
eatery is licenced, which is great because
you can wash down your meal with stomach-
numbing alcohol. Actually, the food is not
bad. And, naturally, these two factors would
make the centre a very popular spot for the
Pauline decided it was time to buy a few
books. Or rather a lot of books.
She had between 15 and 20 volumes to
purchase right away — with more to come
later. She went to the armory, a grey cavern
on the West Mall that is headquarters for the
UBC bookstore during the first few weeks of
classes. But she found the lineups there too
much to even contemplate, so she went back
to the Bookstore on the Main Mall.
But most of the books Pauline needed
weren't at the bookstore. In one case, the
man behind the counter told her a required
text hadn't even been ordered by the prof; in
another case, it seemed the bookstore had
lost the order; in yet another, the publishing
firm in Chicago hadn't come through.
Even the books that were in stock cost a
lot. Pauline bought three hard-cover
science texts for $47.50 total and went outside to sit on a bench in front of the
Pauline put two and two together and
decided that she was paying more money for
the many books imported from across the
49th parallel.
She heard about a second-hand bookstore
being run by the student council in the
Basement of SUB and was heading over to
check it out, when she passed the library
and decided to see if any of the books she
wanted were in there.
She first went to the Sedgewick underground library, the pride of librarian
Basil Stuart-Stubbs and located in the
middle of — or under actually — the Main
Mall. Although Sedgewick, which caters
primarily to undergraduates, did have a set
of one of the texts she wanted, every one of
the books was on two-hour loan. Pauline
wanted to take the texts out at least overnight, so she was out of luck again.
She did find two books she wanted but
three others were on reserve. Since each
book had a long list of people waiting for it,
and Pauline was supposed to have all of
them read in four days for an English
course, she didn't see any point in carrying
trie Sedgewick venture any further.
Heading up the slope behind the underground library, Pauline was greeted by the
out-of-tune electronic tone of the bell tower
on the plaza in front of the main library. The
tower was donated by a so-called UBC
benefactor, Leon Ladner, who couldn't be
campus if it wasn't for the fact that it is open
only to grad students. But it is easy to crash.
There's also a cafeteria operated by the
Canadian National Institute for the Blind in
the basement of the education building.
One day, Pauline made the ghastly
mistake of eating in the food services
operation in SUB. This operation is the pride
and joy of Bailey and if you didn't understand the reference to Ronald McDonald
made above, you soon will, as Pauline did.
Last year, The Ubyssey examined the
operations of food services and discovered
that food prices at UBC were going up faster
than they were off campus. So, deciding if
you can't beat 'em, join 'em, Bailey transformed the south-side SUB snack bar into a
*McDonald's-type operation. Pre-cooked
hamburgers in the old fast-food McDonald's
• style is the order of the day. Most of the food
is, in a word, awful, but* Bailey insists that it
is not harmful.
There are bonuses, however. On the north
side full-course meal part of the SUB
operation, there is a very nice and very
famous lady whose specialty is made-to-
order sandwiches. You get to see the sandwich put together before your very eyes.
Very reassuring.
If Pauline had known about it, she
probably would have waited until 4:30 p.m.
when the Hong Kong Kitchen opens in the
Village. Good (but not gourmet) Chinese
food at bargain prices.
But Pauline had not yet found out about
this pleasant alternative. After standing in
line with a lot of other victims, she found
herself sitting at a table with a lot of other
people staring at a food services tray (hard
on the teeth but not bad with a little salt and
ketchup) littered with a hamburger that
looked like it had made a comfortable nest
for itself in its foil pouch, a little bag filled
with those somehow familiar (but
overcooked) chips, and a glass of milk
(expensive, but the only thing Bailey's
operation can't fuck up).
Half an hour later, she was standing in
front of the admissions desk at Wesbrook
Hospital, conveniently located across
University Blvd. from SUB. The nurse
behind the counter told her to go into the
washroom and make herself sick.
When she came out, a young intern with
long hair and a moustache asked her what
the matter had been and she told him she
had eaten something that had made her
sick. "Ah, yes," he said knowingly. "The
SUBstandard syndrome. Just finished a
paper on it, it so happens. It's a frequently-
occurring condition, even more so than the
common cold, and there's only one known
. That's when Pauline found out about the
Hong Kong and another SUB eatery NOT
operated by food services, the Delly. This
operation started a couple of years ago and
promised to be a real live delicatessen.
Unfortunately, this ambition has not been
achieved since the Delly concentrates
mainly on churning out submarine sandwiches, tired sausage rolls and doughy
pizza. Nonetheless, they are a pleasant
break from the unpalatable norm but tend to
get boring after repeated visits.
That's what Pauline found out anyway.
"Oh well," she thought to herself after
eating on campus for a couple of weeks. "I
didn't come here to become a gourmet, I
came here to learn."
But she also found she wasn't eating as
much as she had at home.
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persuaded to do anything more useful with
his money — like giving everyone on
campus a Timex, a feat which would have
been slightly cheaper than the bill for the so-
called bell tower.
Retreating into the library, Pauline just
happened to stumble- into the ranks of a
library tour group, which was lucky because
even with a little guidance the place seemed
like a Carpathian labyrinth. At least after
the tour she knew where to find a few things.
Left on her own again, she looked through
the card catalogue on the fifth floor, consulted a chart of book number locations and
set off on her quest.
She passed through the fifth-floor turnstile, which got her into the book-filled
stacks, and went down a flight of stairs to
the fourth level of the stacks. It was hot.
Getting to the stacks had been easy and
Pauline was just starting to feel'a little
confidence when she tripped over the body
of a student. "Water . . . water," the body
croaked. Pauline panicked and dashed off
down the nearest row of books. An hour later
she emerged with one of the texts she'd been
looking for.
It was getting late, so she decided to go for
a coffee. She was walking down in
the direction of the bookstore when her
attention was caught by a chanting gang of
red-jacketed engineering students in the
process of heaving a blue-coated science
student into the pool in front of the library.
Once the ritual was completed, to the
unsuppresed delight of a number of bored
passersby, Pauline went over to the soggy
victim and asked him if he was all right.
He said his name was Frank and as he sat
wringing out his socks on the edge of the
pond, he told her some interesting things
about the campus, including a bit of history
of the library.
Frank said head librarian Basil Stuart-
Stubbs had to more or less lay his job on the
line to get the new underground library
At the same time the arts faculty was
lobbying for more office space in the form of
an extension to the Buchanan building. They
got it too, Frank said, pointing to the drab
grey high rise that "graces" the campus
skyline like a giant pop-up waffle.
Frank said that it is relatively easy to line
up money for office construction on campus.
And he said "prestige" faculties such as
science and medicine are also quite successful at getting university planners to
spring for new buildings and more equipment, even though their brand new
technology may be used by only a handful of
Frank also said it would be a mistake to
assume that the $3.8 million underground
library, leaky roof and all, even begins to
solve the university's book problems.
He said there are still thousands of books
in permanent, almost-inaccessible storage,
with many thousands earmarked for the
deep, freeze in the near future.
Stubbs estimates that every square inch of
existing book space will be completely fwH
by 1979, Frank told her. He said the librarian
believes the campus needs another 128,500
square feet of library space within four
Frank said smart campus observers
wouldn't bet money on it being provided. .
Things at the UBC bookstore aren't much
better, Frank said. In addition to its own
administrative and space problems, the
store is constantly harassed by professors
who can't be bothered to place textbook
orders on time, who frequently order
redundant and hard-to-sell books, and who
seem unable to accurately estimate the
number of books they will need, he said.
As a result, the store has been forced to
have annual bargain-basement sales where
tons of books are disposed of at cut-rate
prices. Few of the books on sale are
prescribed on course reading lists, Frank
Pauline asked Frank if he knew anything
about the alternative book store in the
Student Union Building.
Frank said that while the store was a good
idea — students who don't want books, sell
them to students who do in a store run by the
student administration on a co-op basis — it
didn't always turn out to be helpful.
Many of the books for sale are editions
that are no longer required reading, he said.
Frank told Pauline that if one's object
were to set up a university book store and
library system that would guarantee
students would spend ridiculous amounts of
money buying mountains of marginally-
useful literature, it is difficult to see how one
would have to make many changes in the
present UBC system.
, Pauline took Frank for a cup of what she
understood to be coffee, though she was
unconvinced. (It came out of a machine in
the auditorium cafeteria.)
Then she went back to her room to try
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Her stomach feeling better,
Pauline was ready to explore the
low-level cement monument
known-as SUB. "It may look like a
fortress," she thought to herself,
"but at least it belongs to the
students — and that means me."
(Pauline would later learn about
the real ownership of SUB and
other crazy plans to build around
Wandering around the
basement,   Pauline   noticed   the
large sign advertising the Pit, a
$250,000 watering hole serving
beer — draught or bottles — and
cider at only a modest profit. For
years students had drunk beer in
the party room upstairs, Pauline
learned, a crowded, hot area with
as much atmosphere as a gymnasium washroom. The squeaky-
clean new Pit opened in 1973 after
years of planning dating back to
when the Alma Mater Society was
based in Brock Hall.
Pauline continued her tour,
passing by the Thunderbird Shop
which makes a tidy profit on the
various little things students need
in a hurry — a sort of serendipity-
potpourri affair. She also passed
the Delly which got off to a good
start selling a variety of neat
sandwiches only to succumb to a
regimented, modified and substantially poorer-quality menu.
Pauline also peered through a
glass door and saw the bank which
spends loads of money each year
attracting students, hoping to latch
on   to   them   and   keep   them
depositing long after they leave
university.  Pauline  walked past
the alternative book and craft shop
which offers interesting things for
reasonable prices. She was told
never to buy new books for school
without looking in the alternative
book store because many of them
could be purchased in here without
having  to  pay  fancy  extras  to
support the campus  bookstore's
She also stuck her head in the
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saw bowling alleys, billiard tables,  V.
and other  recreational  facilities.
Pauline bowled a game with an
agriculture man and won.
Later Pauline headed upstairs
for a tour of the main floor.
Emerging from the south door, she
noticed a large blackboard
available to leave messages for
friends and, to the right, a series of
glass-encased bulletin boards
where all sorts of documents, from
council meeting minutes to
graduation announcements, are
displayed. She headed past
literature tables manned by
various political groups barking at
her, and narrowly avoided a
collision with a bunch of menacing
Hara Krishna dancers clanging in
the middle of the floor. She stopped
to admire. hand-made sweaters
being sold by an old woman then
walked over to the listening lounge
which was beside the red-carpeted
conversation pit.
She found that if she gave her
AMS card at the information-
concession desk she would be given
a set of stereo headphones to listen
to recorded tapes stored in the
comfortable lounge area. It would
be a comfortable way to relax or to
study. She also found out that
behind the booth was another bar
— the Lethe — which served hard
She went back into the main SUB
foyer, walked north until she came
to a set of stairs going down to the
left, just past the conversation pit.
Down the stairs she discovered the
428-seat auditorium where movies,
panel discussions and other
cultural events (like the old Dr.
Bundolo medicine show for CBC
radio) sometimes happen. Many
second-run commercial movies
are also shown here during the
year for a fee which usually gives
you change back from your dollar.
Further down the main foyer,
Pauline walked past the Speakeasy
office where people take their
problems, then on to the SUB art
gallery where a variety of cultural
shows are put on periodically
during the year. AncT somewhere
behind the walls, she learned,
thousands of dollars worth of
valuable Canadian art by the
Group of Seven, and others, was
being stored.
But as she entered this shrine of
culture she noted that the main
activity seemed to be taking place
on the carpeted floor, where dozens
of people were eating lunches,
talking, reading, and doing more of
the things her parents had warned
her about.
Next to the gallery was the
proctor's office (men with keys
who flex their minute power by
saying who can and can't get
.through a certain locked door) and
then across the way was the important housing desk. It was there,
she learned, that the thousands of
students still seeking a place to live
would have to come for advice.
Pauline advanced up the north
stairs to the second floor of SUB
where her ears were assaulted by
the sound of the ever-popular cha-
cha emanating from the room
directly ahead of her across the
second floor foyer.
Inside the room — which used to
be the Pit before the Pit was
opened downstairs — Pauline saw
scores of clean-cut members of the
dance club doing all the latest steps
for dance floor excitement: the
rhumba, the fox trot, waltz and
tango. This room holds up to 350
people and can be booked for
parties, banquets and dances.
Heading east along the hall,
Justine peered through the
ballroom door to her right, where
some guy was speaking. (This
room holds up to 1,200 people and
can also be booked. Politicians like
Robert Standfield and Dave
Barrett and abortionists like Dr.
Henry Morgentaler have been
known to use it.)
Further down the hall, Pauline
could hear sounds coming from a
door right across the alcove (room
241K, to be exact) She heard the
clacking  of typewriters,  ringing
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telephones and muffled shouts of "Stop the
presses," "Scoop" and "That's 30." She
opened the yellow door and gazed upon the
Ubyssey office, where hard-drinking, high-
living newspapermen and newspaperwomen give birth three times a week to the
university newspaper.
"I guess you want to fill out a Tween
Classes form," a guy yelled at her from
across the littered office. "Everyone can
use Tween Classes to publicize an event on
campus provided all the necessary information is in that wooden box on the
counter by 12:30 p.m. the day before
publication." Pauline stammered that she
didn't want to fill out any forms just then,
and quickly shut the door on this scene of
perversion, depravity and truth. Her
parents had warned her about places like
Heading south down the adjoining
corridor, Pauline passed the publications
office, where classified or retail advertising
in The Ubyssey can be bought from ad
manager Fred Vyse and his staff. (Deadline
for ads is noon the day before publication.)
Next on the left, was a door leading down a
short corridor which seemed to contain
assorted offices. At the end, Pauline found
the studio-office complex of the radio
society which is responsible for pretend-
radio  station  CITR   (the  TR   stands   for
Thunderbird Radio, in case anyone's interested).
From here student s t a r s of the golden
air waves use more than $50,000 worth of
equipment to beam hacked up wire copy,
news, music, commercials and a variety of
messages through SUB and into a residence
or two. Their total number of listeners can
sometimes be counted on one hand but, if it's
raining out, the total could climb somewhat.
Pauline found out that the facilities are open
to anyone who joins the society and works
under the supervision of radio types. Then
she went back to the main corridor and
followed it to the southeast corner of the
building where she passed a series of
bookable meeting rooms, went through a
foyer and a set of doors, and saw to her left
the room used almost exclusively for AMS
student council meetings. (A group once
tried to have a frisbee war in the chamber
but they were thrown out.)
Pauline learned later from this year's
AMS president, Jake van der Kamp, that the
council chamber — red-carpeted, sporting
29 cushioned swivel chairs and an opulent
custom-made circular table — cost nearly
$9,000 to furnish and was the scene of many
great battles in student politics at UBC.
Many of the great orators in this hallowed
chamber later went on to be Liberal party
hacks, lawyers and general hangers-on who
continued to butt their noses into university
affairs long after- they should have. left.
Some of them can still be seen waddling up
to the bar in the Pit, being able to afford 10
tokens for a table of "friends."
Passing a couple of glass-fronted offices
(one of which is usually the lost and found)
next to the council chamber, Justine arrived
at the southwest corner of SUB where she
found the club's lounge (which anyone can
use) and the club's workroom (which
anyone can use).
Proceeding north, she passed the women's
office, more meeting rooms and, at the end
of the corner, she spied the heart of the AMS
— two bureaucratic offices out of which the
affairs of the students are allegedly conducted. Behind the glass partition, Pauline
saw a receptionist and the offices of other
hired AMS staff members — one of whom is
the booking clerk who takes care of booking
rooms in SUB for people wanting to hold
dances or meetings or orgies.
What Pauline couldn't see was the series
of offices off the reception area that house
the executive members of the Alma Mater
Society, elected each spring in campus-wide
elections. Right next door, she passed the
AMS business office, open from 9 a.m. to 4
p.m., but closed between 11:30 and 12:30 for
lunch. In this rather dull office is a cashier
who sells tickets to special events concerts
and who handles the accounts for clubs.
(More on this later.) The cashier closes at
3:30 p.m.
Having completed her tour, Pauline went
out a door near the business office to sit in
the courtyard on the SUB roof. It seemed to
her that the building facilities were pretty
accessible to students and that a few people
were trying to make it liveable. Pauline
went back to her first conclusion: "It may
look like a fortress," she thought, "but at
least it belongs to the students — and that
means me."
Wrong, Pauline. Fortress or not, this
building is ours only on borrowed time and
borrowed money. Here's how it happened:
SUB took about 10 years and $5 million to
evolve from inspiration into concrete
reality. A committee of students, faculty
and administrators started talking about a
new student union building distinct from
Brock Hall way back in 1958. (Brock Hall —
that little old study hall across from the
library which is threatened by demolition
under one plan for building the new data
processing centre— was the official beehive
of student activity).
During the next few years several plans
were proposed, worked on and discarded.
Committees of the day were thinking in
terms of $800,000, with a winter sports
centre thrown in, until a hired consultant
said it would be at least $4 million for SUB
With this figure in mino>, students and
clubs were polled in 1962 to voice their
choice and the result was a three-stage plan.
The current building was called stage one
and was to be the core unit with offices,
lounges and services, such as the cafeteria
and bowling alley, at a cost of $3.5 million.
Stage two called for a 1,200-seat auditorium
for $1.2 million and stage three called for a
$250,000 conference* centre.
Where was the money going to come
from? Well, the generous students of 1963-64
voted, in two referendums, to raise their $24
AMS fee to $29 and have $15 per student
annually going toward the purchase of SUB.
In 1966, the board of governors agreed to pay
for the food services (including a service
elevator) and provide the ground work and
But the students were given only a 45-year
lease (with a 15-year option for extension).
At the end of this time the concrete
monument belongs to the university. So
much for student power.
After several delays construction got
under way in May of 1967 and with further
delay, the building opened in October, 1968.
The result was 176,000 square feet of con
crete and stuff costing about $5 million —
$1.4 million from the university and $3.6
million from the students.
Students have been paying since 1963 and
are still paying (and will be for a few years
yet) before the building ceases to become a
mortgage company asset. As for the other
phases, they have yet to materialize,
although building the Pit with money from
the. SUB reserve fund (an AMS fund
specifically designated for building expansion) might be considered a partial
The lease with the administration has not
been without its problems for students. In
the summer of 1973 the AMS council ordered
SUB to be closed down during a dispute with
the administration.
In March of that year the administration
refused to provide adequate security and
maintenance in the building, prompting
council to seek legal advice and, in the
meantime, close down SUB for the summer.
The board finally agreed to beef up its
contributions to SUB after it got first
priority on all SUB convention bookings
during the summer, although there is an
AMS 30-day backout clause.
Plans for expansion around SUB have not
been limited to the three phases mentioned
earlier. Career-oriented AMS executive
members of recent years have proposed
such things as underground shopping
centres between SUB and Gage Towers,
underground parking lots and movie
While none of these have ever become
much more than talk, the credit-seeking
hangers-on have managed to create a huge
white elephant at student expense —- the
controversial covered pool.
Dating back to a student referendum in
1972, the pool has been an issue in several
AMS elections and now, with costs literally
soaring daily, its construction is in doubt.
Just before registration week, orders
were given to begin clearing out the trees in
the area between SUB and War Memorial
Gym even though there is not enough money
to build the pool. Proponents are insisting
that the shell of a pool be built now in hopes
of raising money later to complete the in-
sides. Sheer lunacy.
And so. Pauline, the threat of your money
being misspent or put to questionable ends
still exists. Our building isn't really ours and
there appears to be no bounds for the Ideas
brewing in the backs of certain people's
Pauline thought these people wouid have
to be watched.
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Pauline thought she would never find the
physics lecture room. Finally she opened a
door and saw a man in a white coat with a
pile of papers in front of him. He was addressing an amphitheatre full of faces. The
"room" was only half full but there were
about 600 vacant stares. She sat down and
the fellow next to her handed her a pair of
"Of course," the man in the white coat
was saying, "you've all have taken differential equations in high school. Otherwise
you'd better see me because you'll find it
extremely difficult in this course."
The fellow with the binoculars asked her
what a differential equation -was and
Pauline said she thought if had something to
do with parabolas, but she wasn't sure.
"Gee," said binoculars. "I don't think
they taught that in high school. And the prof
in my English class told us he hoped we'd all
had a good high school background in
Fowler, Strunk and White and the rudiments
of grammar.
"These guys at university sure have a
weirdidea about what they teach in the B.C.
school system."
Pauline was about to reply but just then
the professor ended his long dissertation and •
looked   up    to    ask:    "Are    there    any
Pauline really wanted to know what a
differential equation was, but she figured
most of the other people in the class knew
and she didn't want to look dumb. She
decided to ask the prof for an appointment in
his office.
A crowd of people surrounded the prof
after the lecture. Finally, she got close
enough to tug at his sleeve. "Ask me
tomorrow," he said.
The appointment was made the next day,
and Pauline turned up at the appointed hour.
Three quarters of an hour later she left to go
to a class but first she noted the office hours
posted on the prof's door, which were as
2:00-2:15 Wednesday except the
first and third Wednesday of each
month, during full or quarter
moons, and in any month with an
'R' in it.
One Wednesday she happened to be
passing by and there he was. He apologized
profusely for missing the earlier appointment.
"I was over in the faculty club having
some sherry with the head of the department," he said. "I clean forgot about it."
"Oh, that's all right," said Pauline. "I just
wanted to ask about differential equations.
You said I might have a little difficulty —
didn't take them in high school."
The prof opened his mouth and began to
speak. Ten minutes later Pauline asked a
question. Sorry, the prof said, but a
distinguished physicist was due at the
airport in an hour and had to be met.
"I'd like to help you, kid," said the prof.
"But I have these community service
requirements I have to meet, or else I
wouldn't get tenure arid if I didn't get tenure
I couldn't teach here and you wouldn't want;
that to happen, now would you?"
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There were a few frosh dances at the start
of the year, and Pauline dropped in at a
couple in the hopes of finding Prince
Charming. But the guys there were, by and
large, greasy clods who stepped on her feet,
or dirty old grad students who danced real
close and had hairy arms. So she spent a lot
of her time reading and the rest of it trying
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to study, but somehow she couldn't keep her
interest up. It was like in high school, when
she put everything off and just crammed in
the week before exams, although this year
she had the feeling that it was going to be a
lot harder.
The landlady, Mrs. Rhino, was all right
but the room was very small and it
sometimes got sort of chilly at night. One
day the landlady poked her head in the door
and told Pauline there was a phone call for
her. It was the housing administration: a
residence student had slashed her wrists
and killed herself, and her residence room
was now vacant. Pauline gathered her few
possessions together, told her landlady
goodbye and moved in. The room was on the
fifth floor of Nootka House in Totem Park. It
was warm, but small, and residence meals
were no great hell. Pauline remembered her
sister Justine writing home about the time
800 students got the trots after eating
poisoned turkey one Christmas in Place
There were lots of people in residence, but
the "instant friendships" that Pauline had
heard so much about somehow failed to
materialize. She wrestled with differential
equations and tried out for the basketball
team, but she was unsuccessful at both. She
had the feeling that life on campus was
somehow passing her by, but the things she
saw didn't turn her on that much. A guy
paraded around in a cage as part of his
fraternity initiation — no thanks. The glee
club —no thanks. Her basic trouble was, for
all her 12 years at school, she couldn't do
Pauline decided a part-time job would
give her something to do, so she went down
to the student placement office in the
student services building and looked at the
job opportunities listed on the bulletin
board. One of them was a clipping from the
personal pages of the Georgia Straight, but
she wasn't very encouraged since she had no
experience with riding bareback or using a
rhinestone whip.
She approached the swarthy klutz behind
the counter to see what else was available.
He showed her, so she moved to the next
wicket where a kind, quiet little old lady
inquired what type of work she was seeking.
There might be an opening in the faculty
club, but that wasn't what she had in mind.
The lady gave her a form to fill out which
she completed then walked away.
"Don't call us, we'll call you," she said as
Pauline left the counter.
Nothing happened. She even applied for a
job in SUB (there are some available at the
information booth, in the cafeteria and in
the Pit, but get there early) but she had no
luck there either. Pauline was depressed.
The last straw came when her chemistry
prof bawled her out in front of the whole
class for not having her problems done. He
called her a stupid little twit and said she
would probably never pass his course, let
alone get through first year. She left the
class in tears, went back to her room and
flopped on the bed.
Everything, it seemed, was falling down
around her head. Midterms were coming up
in about two weeks and she knew she was
going to fail at least two of them. Her
parents hadn't written for a week, and there
was absolutely nobody to talk to. On top of
all the rest, she was beginning to realize that
it was going to cost her more to live than
she'd estimated, and since the prospects for
a job didn't look very good she didn't know
what she was going to do.
She went to the medicine cabinet and
opened it. Feenamints, Milk of Magnesia,
Ex-lax, Lydia Pinkham's Medicinal
Compound and Pepto Bismol. Clearly a
definitive arsenal for bouts with Totem Park
cuisine, but nothing to stop the sky from
caving in.
She went to the dresser assigned to her
latest roomate and opened the top drawer. A
two-thirds full bottle of tequila, an unused
bottle of Midol and five or six Demerol
capsules in a clean cotton sweatsock.
Suddenly, everything became clear and the
final solution presented itself. That devil
LSD her mother had warned her about it
wasn't, but beggars can't be choosers when
they have an oral quiz on enzyme chains at
8:30 the next morning.
Pauline found an almost-clean
styrofoam cup — her mother had always
told her it isn't ladylike to drink from the
bottle — and filled it to the brim with
tequila. Between gulps she threw the
Demerol, capsule by capsule, to the back of
her throat and swallowed it with considerably more success than she had with a
budget burger the previous afternoon.
Tequila and barbiturates are an acquired
taste, Pauline soon decided. By the time the
little red light inside her head went out, she
had acquired the remaining contents of the
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"Uhh," said Pauline, waking with the
sensation that she had emptied her bladder
into the bedclothes. "What say?"
"I said it looks like you've been getting
shafted with the dirty end of the stick," said
the blur at the foot of Pauline's bed.
Pauline focused her eyes as best she
could, and saw her older sister Justine.
"What'd you swallow anyway?" Justine,
a 1975 graduate and long-time critic of the
UBC treadmill, asked Pauline. "The intern
said the stomach pump they used on you has
seen god three times in the last two hours."
"Something that came out of a white
sock ..."
"Listen, kid," Justine told her. "If you go
for a walk in the Amazon jungle you take a
machete. If you walk through bullshit, you
take a shovel."
"Just relax," Justine said. "I've got a
little story to tell you."
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9. From then to now
Justine began her story with a look into
the past. She wanted to show Pauline how
the whole thing was developed and how the
greatest victories came only after students
got fed up and demanded changes.
As the province of B.C. gradually moved
from the backwoods into the 20th century,
Justine said, a class of entrepreneurs and
their families grew up which felt the need to
adopt the accoutrements of eastern
"civilization." This, naturally, included
formal education, and elementary and high
schools made their appearance in B.C. in the
mid 1800s. But it was not until the province
became part of Canada that the idea of a
provincial university was kicked around,
-and the first classes met about 45 years later
in 1915. It was 51 years before UBC had a
campus to call its own.
The first annual report of the' first
provincial superintendent of education,
John Jessup, noted "that British Columbia
will soon require a provincial university."
The idea — and a couple of dry runs — were
kicked around all through the gay '90s and
not until 1907 were Crown lands put aside for
the university which was finally incorporated in 1908.
In 1914, construction began on what is now
the old wing of the chemistry building on
Main Mall, but the war intervened and the
steel skeleton (it's on a Pit wall) sat barren
among the trees for eight years.
Academic planning began in 1906 under
the wing of Montreal's McGill University.
Despite the war and despite no facilities, 379
students and university president Frank
Wesbrook declared themselves in class
Sept. 30,1915. Another 56 students registered
their spiritual presence from the trenches of
The tradition of making do with old huts
started about this time. Point Grey was still
mostly woods, so the university was temporarily located in the Fairview shacks on
the Vancouver General Hospital grounds.
The tie that binds the 1975-76 students to
their ancestors is hut life — though not as
prevalent now, some classes are still held in
the "temporary" Second World War model
huts, which are also used for office space,
labs and housing.
Although paid for out of the tax money ot
all the people, UBC was from the very start
a sort of playground for the children of
B.C.'s elite. At first there were no tuition
fees, although in those days it wasn't every
family that could afford to keep one of its
able-bodied children while they went to
university. They could be out earning much-
needed money.
A glance at the composition of the first
board of governors shows that it established
a tradition of drawing the university's
policymakers from the ranks of the
province's doctors, lawyers, politicians and
social climbers.
There were only two spokesmen for
organized labor ever to sit on the board of
governors until Clive Lytle was appointed
by the New Democratic Party government,
which has done a lot to change the numbers
and the faces of UBC's power structure.
There hadn't been a labor type on the board
before Lytle since 1959.
The first fees — $40 a year for all students
— were levied in 1920-21 and since that year
they've risen steadily to the present
outrageous proportions. Despite their more
than adequate compulsory contribution to
the university's operation, students have
volunteered more than five per cent of the
total capital development. Because
students, young and impetuous that they
are, quite regularly get fed up with
bureaucracy and the vote-getting machinations of liberal politicians, they have occasionally taken things into their own hands.
Perhaps unexpectedly, they translated the
theory of the university motto — Tuum Est
or it's up to you — into practice. Recent
manifestations of this tradition have been
the invasion of arts faculty meetings by
students in 1972 demanding representation
at all levels of the faculty where decisions
are made affecting their educations; a
faculty club occupation in 1968 and a housing
tent-in arid money march to Victoria in 1967.
But back to history, specifically 1922. The
tradition was set in that year when the utter
inadequacy of Fairview shacks forced
classes into tents, a church basement, an
attic and private homes. Construction had
not resumed on Point Grey —" no money,
what else — and the 1,200 students resolved
to do something about it.
The 1922 campaign was to obtain
signatures for a petition to be presented to
the provincial legislature, asking for a work
resumption on Point Grey.
It began with door-to-door canvassing,
work at the Pacific National Exhibition and
in downtown Vancouver and then a burst of
energy during Varsity Week, gathering
56,000 signatures demanding action to
"Build Varsity."
On Saturday, Oct. 20,1922, the Great Trek
was on. A parade with 35 floats marched
from Main along Hastings to Granville and
up to Davie St. Only 1,100 students took part,
as many as ferried to Victoria to rally on the
steps in 1967. But the 1,100 represented
nearly the whole.student body.
From Davie they travelled to Tenth and
Sasamat, the end of the old street car line,
and hiked on the old logging road that is
today University Boulevard and only
slightly less bumpy. In front of the science
building shell, each Trekker placed a stone
and built the Great Cairn. Now totally
buried in ivy, the cairn still stands on Main
Mall as a monument to student action.
Unlike in more recent times, the public
pressure paid off. On Nov. 2, 1922, $1.5
million was voted by the province to continue construction of UBC at Point Grey.
The tone of student life had been set. By
1954, the third president of the university,
Norman MacKenzie, could tell the first year
"No university in the world that I know
owes so much to its students as does the
University of British Columbia. That applies
not only to buildings . . . but to participation
in the actual operation of the university at a
variety of levels."
For the great trek had been just a start.
The first gymnasium for the campus was
built in 1929 after a student campaign.
Between the wars, students initiated and
contributed financially to the present Brock
During the Second World War, the Armory was built and expanded as a student
project. After the war, in the 1950s, the
university's human losses were commemorated in a drive to build another
needed gymnasium, the War Memorial
Gym on University Boulevard.
Student monies ($300,000) were used to
finace the last of the men's houses in the
Place Vanier resident complex, Sherwood
Lett House, named after the first president
of UBC's student government and former
chief justice ef B.C. Student money—nearly
$5 million mortgaged for the next 18 years —
has built the student union building
(although eventually we won't own the
bloody thing).
And now the campus is involved in
another project, largely initiated by
students — the multi-million dollar covered
pool for which students will be paying about
$1 million. While some question the need for
a pool at this time with various economic
cutbacks around the campus, it is another
example of what can be done if people —
sometimes very few — set their minds to it.
During   its   developing   years,    the
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university cemented itself in fhe niche of
North American academia. It .developed
strong agriculture, forestry and geology
departments in line with the requirements
of the primary resources industry. Its
medical school became respected among
doctors around the world (although recently
the worthiness of its clinical facilities has
been brought into serious question). Its
chemists combined previously incompatible
elements, its anthropologists recorded the
customs of little-known peoples and its
commerce graduates became the barons of
B.C. industry. But the composition of the
student body remained largely the same
with the well-to-do west side schools sending '
great numbers to campus while few
students came from the east end.
The tradition of student action at UBC has
largely, until the past few years, been based
on the theory that more facilities are better
facilities, that a large capital expansion
program and a better education are
In 1962, Harvard dental college head Dr.
John B. Macdonald followed Wesbrook, Dr.
Leonard1' Klinck and Dr. MacKenzie to
become the university's fourth president.
Macdonald began his tenure by conducting a
study of the future of higher education needs
in the province, released early in 1963 as the
Macdonald Report.
When it appeared as if the provincial
government would not act on Macdonald's
recommendations, the student body swung
into action to 'Back Mac,' to agitate and
petition throughout B.C. for the founding of
additional universities and regional colleges
— the process currently under way.
The aim of the Back Mac campaign had
been to ensure that there were sufficient
higher educational plans in the province to
meet the needs of the people. The campaign
and ensuing barrages against the Socreds
succeeded in all respects but one: the
evolution of a workable federal-provincial
financial formula and grants commission to
ensure enough money for all the province's
Former premier Bennett's government
attempted to turn the colleges into
vocational training schools — educational
cul-de-sacs for young people who can't afford to go to university or can't meet the
ever-rising standards. This sort of
development has led to the realization that
something more fundamental than the lack
of buildings must be mentioned. Thus, the
Back Mac campaign was followed in 1965 by
National Student Day, when 3,500 people
marched through Vancouver streets supporting universal accessibility to higher
Simultaneously, all four political parties
adopted some measure of the Canadian
Union of Students universal accessibility
resolutions, though the fight to make the
university serve all the people still continues.
In 1966, the issue — as it is this year — was
a severe shortage of accommodation on the
campus and in nearby parts of the city.
Students created a tent camp in Main Mall
to publicize the issue, petitioned the
citizenry, and asked city council to stay the
closing of Kitsilano and Point Grey illegal
suites. Council complied, as it has continued
to do, and extended its illegal suite moratorium. Even with the moratorium, housing is
a critical problem for students and other
members of the community this year.
To support Macdonald again, although
against his wishes, students in 1967 marched
to Victoria to rally with University of Victoria, Simon Fraser University and high
school students on the legislative steps for a
better university deal. The Social Credit
government did not comply, and the
decreasing value of protest marches
signifies a need for a new kind of direct
action which will yield results.
Then education minister Les Peterson at
first told march planners he would not speak
to the assembled horde. When his duty to
meet 2,500-strong delegations of citizens
massed on the castle steps was pointed out,
he acquiesced and granted a brief audience.
The student aim has remained the same
since 1922: make the best UBC for the most
people. That aim has created the need for
student action and student participation.
And student action — though of a
somewhat different type — is what happened for the next four or five years.
The history of student action over those
years was a history of the student left. It was
the left that launched the attacks in the past
and it is the left that will continue to battle
society and the system in an attempt to
prevent the destruction of mankind.
The image of universities was one
characterized by the words used by the
media —radical, activist, occupation, sit-in,
and so on. UBC is a conservative campus,
but the potential to fight does exist here.
The first tangible victory of the left at
UBC came in the fall of 1967 with the student
senate elections.
The previous spring had finally seen the
realization of a campaign for student
senators to at least make the student voice
heard among the voices of faculty members,
businessmen and others who traditionally
sat on senate and dictated how the
university was to be run.
Four students, it was agreed, would sit
with the 80 members then in office. Three^f
them campaigned on the issue of ending
senate secrecy. They were called
But senate secrecy did not immediately
end. At least not to the satisfaction of the
three undergrad senators who campaigned
for its end. By January they had called a
student rally to decide whether or not they
should resign because the senate was
ignoring them.  What eventually resulted
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was a student-senate»meet and the beginning of a dialogue.
What the whole issue of student senators
and senate secrecy served to do was to point
out the extent of the struggle that lay ahead.
It did little else. The tokenistic nature of the
student representation on senate was
recognized from the start. All that could
happen was that students would realize that
tougher tactics would have to be employed.
Since the real power is with the board of
governors, which at that time still met in
secret, it was unlikely that the 12 students on
senate would be able to produce any real
change. The task for student action in the
next few years was how to solve that
The second "radical" victory of the 1967-
68 term came with the Alma Mater Society
elections in the spring. A radical slate
running on a platform of radical action was
swept into office.
Unfortunately, those radicals were not
prepared to deal with the unwieldy AMS and
university structure. Before the year was
out, one had been forced to resign, two had
quit in frustration and disappointment, and
one had changed from his campaign platform to become part of the system.
The election also pointed up the amazing
ability of liberals (many of them capital-L)
to maintain their grasp on UBC's student
council. Student councils, of course, can be
taken with a grain of salt or looked at with a
jaundiced eye, whichever one prefers.
Rarely have they actually done anything —
and UBC's has been no exception.
It is these types of people who persist on
doing two things at UBC — one, they dream
up silly ideas about underground parking
lots and shopping centres and, two, they
refuse to go away after graduation.
In past years the position of student
council president has been widely regarded
as a stepping stone to prominence in politics
or the legal establishment. Sherwood Lett,
Richard Underhill, Dick Bibbs, Ben
Trevino, Dave Brousson, Mark Collins and
Chuck Connaghan (now a UBC vice-
president and board member) are only afew
Grits/lawyers/rich types who got their start
with the AMS. In recent years Roger
MacAfee and Grant Burnyeat have joined
the ranks of the legal beagles while Doug
Aldridge (AMS president 1972-73), and Gord
Blankstein ('74-'75) are still hanging around
in the wings waiting to add more credentials
to their student executive careers. Aldridge
and his predecessor Burnyeat can, for the
interested, still be seen impressing people in
the Pit.
Student councils, of course, were never
the students' idea. Only 8,000 students —
fewer than half UBC's population — voted in
a referendum in 1970 on whether to retain
the current structure of UBC's student
society. (It passed.)
Since then, numerous attempts have been
made by reform-minded students to change
the AMS structure, but these attempts have
met with little success. And strident councils
have been used by university administrations as a tool to keep students in
line — at the same time giving them the
impression that they have some control over
their university life.
Again, UBC is no exception. In the 1968
election, the liberals successfully thwarted
the election of radical Stan Persky as
president, disqualifying him on a
technicality even though he got 1,300 more
votes than his only opponent. Once they got
their way, the liberals played into the hands
of the administration at every opportunity,
opposing every spontaneous manifestation
of student unrest while proposing no
solutions to the problems themselves.
When 2,500 students, at the instigation of
U.S. radical and Chicago Conspiracy
member Jerry Rubin, marched into the
faculty club in October 1968 and held an all-
night party inside, many saw it as a
significant, if misguided, expression of discontent and resentment at the way our lives
are controlled by others — professors,
bureaucrats and administrators.
Serious radicals condemned its "adventurist" quality — but applauded the fact
that students had finally taken some sort of
action other than the endless, fruitless
protest marches. But the student council
condemned the entire incident out of hand
and co-operated with the administration in
sponsoring a "teach-in" which succeeded
only in absorbing the discontent and
reasserting the master-servant classroom
relationship which pervades the university.
The academic year 1968-69, however, saw
a surge of student unrest in the rest of
Canada. A month after the faculty club
occupation, students swarmed into the
Simon Fraser University administration
building in support of their demands for a
freer, less insane admissions policy at SFU.
Then administration president* Kenneth
Strand acted quickly, bringing RCMP on
campus and having 114 arrested.
And the winter of unrest culminated in
February, 1969, when students at Sir George
Williams University in Montreal, angered
over the administration's utter refusal to act
on charges of racism against a biology
professor, sacked a $2 million computer
centre — an action which gave UBC administrators a paranoia from which they
still haven't recovered.
President F. Kenneth Hare,' selected out
of 60 applicants after Macdonald's
resignation, couldn't take it. In. February,
1969, he resigned after only seven months in
office. He never said his resignation was due
to the pressures of student activism. On the
contrary he said he could not work in the
oppressive atmosphere of UBC — not
enough money from the provincial government, et cetera — with his delicate temperament. Hare's successor was Walter
Gage, whose administration mostly was the
do-nothing, don't-rock-the-boat variety. It
was the beginning of the Age of Gage.
Through 1969-70, at UBC, the situation
remained quieter. The backlash had set in
and the students were quite prepared to let
Fraser Hodge's council carry on the.
tradition of inaction. The Canadian Union of
Students had died and with it some of the
communications among the student left that
had led to the success of the protests at other
In that year, UBC students did travel to
the U.S. border at Blaine to protest an
atomic bomb test in the Aleutian Islands
that could have caused an earthquake
wiping Vancouver Island off the map. There
were about 3,000 students and 2,000 others.
But the student council leaders didn't actually want to block the border — they, just
wanted to make speeches, be reported and
When a group broke off and headed for the
crossing a mile away, where traffic to
Canada was being rerouted, Hodge and the
rest of the liberals decried their action. The
breakaway group was trying to bring
something home to American motorists —
that Canadians are getting tired of their
government's cavalier attitude toward our
country. But the student council types
couldn't see that — they were too busy
trying to look "responsible."
In 1970, the situation remained quieter
still. With probably the worst student
council ever in office (half the executive was
elected by acclamation) there was no
direction whatsoever. The most significant
event of the year as far as student, activism
was concerned was the election of a lefter-
than-liberal student council.
While the Human Government of 1971-72
had high hopes and threw around a lot of
student money on its controversial and
certainly challenging programs, it was
defeated in a self-initiated referendum
before the year ended. Grant Burnyeat took
over ih mid-term and was succeeded in 1972-
73 by engineer Doug Aldridge (the one who
looks like a member of the Irish Rovers).
Then, Justine said, things began to
The summer of 1972 brought the election
of the NDP and a breath of fresh air into the
province after 20 years of Socred rule.
Premier Dave Barrett subsequently appointed Burnaby teacher and MLA Eileen
Dailly as education minister and the hopes
rose for major education reform in B.C.
During much of the first school term the
government talked philosophically about
the need for change but nothing concrete
was done until February when John Bremer
was hired to study the education system,
initiate discussion and propose changes.
Meanwhile, the government was content
to wait on the subject of education and the
subsequent waffling which has taken place
since has reflected somewhat the political
uncertainty of students — especially on the
The election of the more service-oriented
Aldridge administration marked a phenomenon in student politics for the next three
years of alternating between left- and right-
wing councils.
Aldridge's council was the apex of
technocrats and fixers to run the AMS with
the-instigation of the new Pit development
and the initial planning for the covered pool.
While the council seemed intent on service-oriented activities, a small group of
students working in the arts undergraduate
society started to demand the right to be
represented at faculty meetings. Large
faculty meetings were invaded by students
and called off because of their presence,
rallies were held and meetings were called
to discuss strategy for the representation
It appeared to be the beginning of a new
era of student activism and involvement.
Students were mobilizing and discussing the
issues but with only limited success in that
first year.
In 1973-74 one of the leaders of the arts
campaign, Brian Loomes, was elected AMS
president on the Democratic Students
Caucus platform but the fight for representation continued as reports on the subject
from senate committees and arts dean
groups were presented for public debate.
The Loomes crew suffered some frustration
by the bureaucracy of the AMS and several
executive members quit because of it. As a
result the year became more of a test of
endurance and duty, rather than one of
achieving the idealistic goals talked about
when the year began.
In January, 1974 Dailly, aided by Barrett,
fired Bremer because, the government said,
he talked too much and listened too little.
Despite the firing, the various commissions
struck to investigate the education system
continued under new chairmen and in the
late spring, when school had quit until
September, the government introduced
hastily-prepared amendments to the
Universities Act.
The act alters numbers (expands the size
of the board and includes students; reduces
the size of senate) and faces but there was
no significant change.
The act, coupled with senate approval of
guidelines for student representation at
faculty meetings, meant the beginning of
fairly widespread, if somewhat tokenistic,
representation of students at UBC and other
In 1974-75, when these various avenues for
student pressure were being ironed out, the
first elections of students to the board were
held as wereseores of others for representatives at senate and faculty meetings.
However, there was a general apathy
about the new-found power which became
evident by the number of people acclaimed
to their posts and the poor voter turnout. The
avenues were there, but no one wanted to
take advantage of them. Some students held
two or three positions.
Agriculture student Gordon Blankstein,
the butt of many campus jokes, was elected
AMS president beating back a challenge
from more progressive candidates.
While pushing himself for one of the board
seats, Blankstein seemed more concerned
with promoting campus concerts than advancing the lot of students through political
action. The council, however, did do a good
job representing student opposition to the
proposed library data centre adjacent to
Student politics took a swing to the left
again with the election as AMS president of
dake Van der Kamp. He is a former reporter
for the campus paper; The Ubyssey, who is
aware of many problems facing students.
And this year marks a large change in the
face of the university administration with
the appointment of that old student foe Doug
Kenny to succeed Walter Gage. Kenny has
in turn shielded himself with four vice-
presidents who are responsible for different
things such as academic affairs or finances.
That was quite a story Pauline thought but
she wanted to know more about what
developed in the last year or so to give her a
better idea of what to expect for the coming
Justine was happy to comply.
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10. And now...
"Which brings us to where we are right
now," Justine said. "A new era.. If you
sweep away all the narrowness of the '60s
and the early '70s, you'll have to admit that
UBC and the entire university situation has
"First, there is a new government, which
for all its drawbacks is so much of an improvement that it is hard to remember just
what a dark ages life under the Socreds was
like. -      -
"And that change — an enlightened
government — has produced changes all
down the line.
"Students on the board of governors, more
students on senate, student access to
faculties and committees all over the place.
"Not that anyone is suggesting that all
these ^venues are perfect or ideal or the
ultimate. But it is fair to say that they are
there waiting to be used.
"And not only that, there is a change of
attitude in B.C. I think it is fair to say that
people, the press and public officials are —
well, not necessarily more willing put up
with student activism, but at least more
used to it. The idea is not revolutionary any
"And at UBC there's a new president, a
whole new administration, new deans in
arts, commerce and other faculties, a new
senate and board. Regardless of some of the
turkeys holding down the new posts, it is fair
to say that they are all interested in making
a new start and if students stand up right
now and say: 'Look! We are from now on
goingjo take our share in running the affairs
of the university and planning its'future
they'll have to listen.
"They'll have to. Don't think that even
bug-bears such as Doug Kenny — especially
Kenny — aren't so image-conscious that
they'd dare put down constructive student
"But if students instead turn to the past
and continue to shout 'not enough, not
enough' then the government, and the
enlightened community types and the
university at large will have every right to
say: 'Screw off! All you can do is bitch!'
"You see little sister, the sad fact is that
for all the good intentions, the history of
student achievement at this place —
achievement of the sort that makes even
enemies respect us — is a sorry one indeed.
"Do you realize that the single effort in the
past five years which drew the most student
energy, organization, work, trouble, sweat,
money and low-down back-room haggling
was a plan to build a fucking swimming
"And if you doubt that student effort can
accomplish anything, then you should know
that the entire pool project — and don't thirik
for a minute that the fucking thing won't be
built — was the work of about five or six
"Two guys — Bob Angus, a former AMS
co-ordinator and Doug Aldridge, a former
AMS president — with a little help from a
motley crew of engineering, science and
commerce students, pulled off the whole
thing almost by themselves.
"They beat the rest of the AMS, they beat
the lefties, they won two referendums, they
almost lined up the financing, and they did
the whole thing just by lobbying — they
didn't have access to established political
channels so they couldn't use them.
"Now of course the tragic thing is that the
silly bastards were so misguided..
"I mean a swimming pool is a nice thing,
but how can one seriously suggest that
single project is worth that much effort not
to mention that much money — $5 million —
and the estimated price tag is still climbing.
"Imagine for a minute if that kind of effort
had been directed at something else. Set
aside even such cerebral considerations
such as helping the university's role in the
community or improving course content.
"Take the library. At the time all this
horseshit a b o u t the pool was beginning,
the librarian had just finished winning a
battle to build a brand new library.
"He had to lay his job on the line to do it
and Christ knows what else he had to
promise but somehow he got the junior
chamber of commerce types who ran this
place to give him enough money to build a
decent book shelf for the undergraduates
who frequent this campus.
"Now this is an interesting comparison
because the price tag for the underground
library — $3.8 million — is at 1973 prices
roughly what the pool would have cost. And
can anyone doubt that it has made a far
greater contribution to the life of the
campus than any glorified wading pool,
covered or not, ever will?
"Yet check back and you'll find that the
serious, organized, student contribution to
getting that place built was zilch — at least
compared to the misguided effort that was
spent on the pool.
' 'And now that the place is built — and for
all its leaky roofs and structural problems
you've got to a d m i t it is rather handy —
the librarian tells us that within four years
we'll need another.
"Think we'll eVer get it? Not if it depends
on the present consciousness of UBC
students to do so.
"Or take food services. Surely if even half
the effort spent on the pool had been spent
investigating why the university provides
such a crummy, overpriced; alleged
catering service, something would have
been improved.
"Maybe after all the investigation and
effort students would have discovered that it
is true that-there is no way the food service
can provide decent, nourishing food at a
price students can afford.
"I doubt that is true, but even assume it is.
"Why the hell should food services pay for
itself anyway? No one is suggesting that this
bloody swimming pool pay for itself. Three
quarters of the cost at least will be provided
by subsidies, mostly governmental,
meaning tax dollars.
"Is it so revolutionary to suggest that it
might be nice if a little government money
went to ensuring that the food served to
22,000 UBC students was good, nourishing
and within their means?
"And of course there are other, more
major goals. The history of the women's
studies program is an example of how
dedicated students can achieve a real
change at the university at the most basic
level of all — the course content.
"When I started at this place, the women's
studies program-was getting under way.
Sure they were just a bunch of slightly
idealistic people working out of a meagre
office in SUB, reading Kate Millet and Joyce
Carol Oates, and God knows who else,
shucking aside the taunts of 'wimmen's
libbers' and all that garbage.
"Yet within a year of their starting they
established a program of seminars,
recorded lectures, a lending library, and a
half decent educational program.
"And within two years they, with the help
of some enlightened university professors,
had convinced the arts faculty to make
women'.s studies a part of the curriculum.
"Now women's studies seems like the
most natural thing to be teaching, but people
shouldn't forget that it was students who
started it all.
"And that, little sister, is what I'm talking
"And there's more. Students should get
involved in meatier issues than building
construction and course content.
"Like just what does all this rhetoric
about the university's role in the community
mean anyway?
"I'm sure Barrett knows what he means
when'he says the university must become
, more relevant to B.C. society if it wants
more money, and I'm.sure he'd make good
on that promise if it ever did.
"But how are we going to find out what
relevance is, if we don't get out right now
into  the  community   and  start  looking, •
asking, investigating?
"And no one is ever going to make a dent
in the financial and educational priorities at
this place unless students get involved at the
levels where the dough is divided up: the
senate, the board and the administration
"Who says research comes before
teaching? Who says construction of handy
dandy new medical buildings comes before
another library? Who says office space
comes before study space?
"I'll tell you that it is up to students to
push the issues and that furthermore, the
type of turkeys holding_the students' elective office these days aren't about to do
much in the way of advancing those causes.-
"So the thing to do is organize, clean out
the geeks and remember that the faculty,
administration and chamber of commerce
types may still outnumber us but with solid
organization we can go a long way.
"And once students have some solid
achievement behind them, it'll be all the
harder for the authoritarian types who'd
like to keep this place a tight little club to
say. no.
"No one is suggesting that any of this is
easy, just that it is possible and worthwhile.
"Of course to be completely fair, there are
other alternatives. God knows that it would
be easy enough to say: 'jeez, why should I
even bother to try to change the place? just
get my degree and bugger off and try-to find
a job — none of this raising consciousness
stuff will ever help me do that.'
"The place is so damn alienating and it
often seems so pointless, that it is easy to
say why change university? — it isn't
relevant anyway.
"But the fact is, there is sucfi a thing as
education and there is such a thing as it
having value of itself — even if this place
does such a lousy job of providing it.
"And it is unfair to blame the difficulty of
getting a job simply on the type of stuff
universities teach. The unemployment
situation is more a function of the dumb
economic policy of the federal government
than of any failure on the part of the
university, no matter how great.
"Which brings us to another alternative:
Why change university when it is society
that needs changing?
"What can I say? The more time you
spend examining the place, and learning,
you'll have to conclude that analysis is
"Any rejection of that analysis, or claim
that the best route is working through the
system, is always to some degree a
hyprocritical compromise.
The capitalist — or liberal democratic, if
you like — society is the problem, and if you
can honestly conclude that, and then
become convinced you have the solution to
make things better, then great.
"Join one of the real socialist parties and
the sooner the better. They've got a long
way to go and they need all the help they can
"But if the kind of uncompromising
dedication that route demands is not for you
then all I can say is resign yourself to the
hypocrisy, or the cynicism or whatever you
want to call it, and do your best to change
the system by working within it.
"You'll not only be doing good, you'll be
helping everyone, including those who've
taken the other two routes."
mm The Ubyssey - September 2 - 5, 1975s , page 19
11. Time has come
Pauline thought a lot about what her sister
had told her. One thing she knew for sure:
the route she had almost taken had already
been explained by some anonymous
washroom poet. "Suicide is the severest
form of self criticism."
So instead of giving some crummy drug
manufacturer more business, she decided to
practice some self assessment. And in the
next few few months she went beyond even
that. She read a lot about the university and
society, everything from the right-wing pap
of professor Cyril Belshaw's "Towers
Besieged" to Karl Marx's mid-19th century
assessment of modern society.
Pauline and her sister also talked about
student action, in the years prior to Justine's
arrival at UBC, during her four years here,
and the current situation.
The history of student action (whether it
was called "activism" or "radicalism" or
whatever), she realized, was that of
students trying to cope with a system
remarkably capable of absorbing and often
nullifying efforts to change it.
The activists and/or radicals of the late
'60s and early '70s had identified a society
that was slowly dying, strangling itself with
its own excesses.
It was ridiculous and unjust and they
knew it. Some of them thought complaining
or simply ignoring it was a sell-out and
fought it in varying degrees — at UBC they
occupied the faculty club for 24 hours and lit
their joints with dollar bills; at Kent State
University, some students were murdered.
And these protests, led and inspired by the
left, did get some positive results, Pauline
discovered. In B.C. the NDP government
created a. universities council and rewrote
the Universities Act. The UBC board of
governors was increased to 15 from 11
members, two of them being students, and
the government appointed three labor representatives and one clergyman.
The UBC senate, which makes decisions
of an academic nature, was changed with
provision being made for election of one
student representative from each faculty.
And students began to get representation on
some faculty committees.
But as she examined these changes,
Pauline made a remarkable discovery. At
close range, the system, the establishment,
showed its incredible adaptability.
There were now two students on the board
of governors. But . . . they had to stand for
election annually while all the others, including two elected faculty and one elected
staff member, served for three years.
The ll-member universities council is
made up entirely of government appointees.
Students, faculty and staff are specifically
On the senate level, elected students, one
from each faculty, served for one year only
while faculty members, two from each
faculty, as well as the rest of senate, had
three-year stints.
And while students were getting onto
some faculty committees, they have consistently been refused representation on the
most powerful committees, the ones which
decide who will teach them and, indirectly,
the standards those teachers must have —
the faculty tenure and promotion committees.
It had been beautifully done, Pauline
wryly observed, and she couldn't help but
admire the way the system had met the
challenge of a demand for change.
"You want change?" the system seemed
to be saying. "There, you've got it. Fuck
It wasn't put in quite those words, of
course, but the message was clear. And
students for the most part heeded the
message. The result at UBC was that the
few positions of power made available to
students are hardly contested at the polls.
Those who do succeed in getting elected
have no real student support, are not taken
seriously and are generally a bunch of
mealy-mouthed hacks primarily interested
in dabbling in politics to see if it will come in
handy when they slip into Canada's Liberal
On the broader scale, protests have
started to take on the appearance of being
tired and hackneyed. Environmentalists
have made some real gains but government
and industry, and the public that supports
them by passively sanctioning their actions,
are slowly reverting to their former position
of placing environmental considerations
The level of poverty in Canada still hasn't
changed significantly from what it was 10
years ago. Government, business and labor
know they can get away with pretty well
whatever the hell they want, because the
people on whom the whims and excesses of
the system are inflicted (thought Pauline:
that means me!) don't do anything about it.
What it all means is that the injustices and
inequalities of the late 'eos and early '70s are
still here. But something else is here that
was not such a major obstacle back then —
monumental apathy. Passivity. Pierre
Elliot Trudeau shrugs for all of us . . . and
then does what he wants because he knows
he can get away with it. t
Well, not quite all of us, thought Pauline.
That is only one option. Another is to fight to
smash the system, destroy it and rebuild a
better one. Rather difficult at this stage of
history, she thought.
A third option for students, however, is to
take what crumbs have been flung our way
and use them to grab more. It isn't much but
an avenue of change has been established by
the establishment because it thinks no one
will notice.
Pauline realized that it wouldn't be easy.
On the other hand, it was a lot better than
merely bitching or turning into a sponge.
But why in hell should a tiny bunch of slimy,
misguided social climbers and paranoid,
platitude-mouthing students be permitted to
sit and diddle away in those admittedly few
positions of power?
Pauline arrived at these conclusions
because she had become involved. Even
though she didn't entirely understand all of
the machinations of the system, she had
learned enough to realize that what was
being done wasn't worth a crock of shit.
And waiting for the whole thing to collapse
on itself wasn't good enough because part of
it would fall on her.
The potential for,change is here. Twenty-
two thousand students, or a significant
portion of them, can accomplish a hell of a
lot if they get involved and organize for
Get involved and try to understand the
system. Sort of, 'know thine enemy.' And
then organize.
With what Justine had told her and
Pauline's own ability to examine her
political surroundings, she had begun to
take a different perspective at UBC. Things
didn't look so bad after all. There was a lot
to do though.
^    \.\
The message: Organize
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