Viking_Yearbook_66

The cafeteria is still crowded, garbage seems to appear magically at the crack of dawn and pil- grims continue to'flock dazedly to the ka'aba of the littered table, dripping with the sacrificial blood of coffee, overrun with burnt sacrifices from the holy weed, surrounded with the rav- ished remains of abandoned repasts. And stu- dents still flock to the cafeteria for many reasons other than eating. Whatever else the cafeteria may be, it is the only place where a student feels he has escaped the thousand aca- demic rules that fence in his life. The cafeteria is a mob scene or rather a hundred little mob scenes in which the student can get away from it all. lt feels good to sit around a table with a few familiar faces, contemplating a cup of cof- fee, talking about whatever comes to mind-a sort of anonymity with company. calBhria 143