Jimmy Breathless Goes to College

So we’re standing around watching the kids gather and I see this fat cop with a jaw like a side of beef glaring at them. I can tell this cop would be happier if he were a storm trooper. You’ve all seen his type before, running around saluting the flag, standing at attention when they play the Star Spangled Watzis, worrying about Commies, but not giving one damn about reactionary policies in the universities or how 85,652,190 Americans are starving. We can see some activity in the Administration Building and we’re wondering whether the fat cat Dean has decided to capitulate.

The beefy cop turns and grins at us but it isn’t a friendly grin, you can tell, maybe not even a grin at all, and I could just tell this cop was just waiting to bust skulls. Pretty soon the kids begin a chant. Now a lot of people later on said they were hollering obscenities, whatever they are, and maybe most of the stuff they were hollering couldn’t be printed in this kind of magazine but I had to admire these gutsy children who were expressing their displeasure at this rotten capitalistic system and an oppressive university administration that dickered with the CIA and the FBI. You can see the red spreading up that beefy cop’s neck but he’s just standing there like some animal pretending he’s not even hearing what the boys and girls are calling him and his pig buddies.

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So we’re standing around watching the kids gather and I see this fat cop with a jaw like a side of beef glaring at them. I can tell this cop would be happier if he were a storm trooper. You’ve all seen his type before, running around saluting the flag, standing at attention when they play the Star Spangled Watzis, worrying about Commies, but not giving one damn about reactionary policies in the universities or how 85,652,190 Americans are starving. We can see some activity in the Administration Building and we’re wondering whether the fat cat Dean has decided to capitulate.

The beefy cop turns and grins at us but it isn’t a friendly grin, you can tell, maybe not even a grin at all, and I could just tell this cop was just waiting to bust skulls. Pretty soon the kids begin a chant. Now a lot of people later on said they were hollering obscenities, whatever they are, and maybe most of the stuff they were hollering couldn’t be printed in this kind of magazine but I had to admire these gutsy children who were expressing their displeasure at this rotten capitalistic system and an oppressive university administration that dickered with the CIA and the FBI. You can see the red spreading up that beefy cop’s neck but he’s just standing there like some animal pretending he’s not even hearing what the boys and girls are calling him and his pig buddies.