})EC. 35~ " HAVE A VERY MERRY XMAS ... .. WHltE IT LASTS VOL.45 NO.3 DECEMBER 1961 EST. 1919 STAFF SENIOR BOARD Whoopgaroo: General Manager - AI Cameron y Marsh Green span Managing Editor - Frank Ansuini Stan Rosenblum Editors - Greg Gabbard Karl Genti Ii Bob Hirschfeld o Norm White Business Manager - Bob Jahncke Office Cat Art Consultant - Paul Rubinstein o Phos Kittens JUNIOR BOARD Irving Sales Manager - Stu Rooney Beth Paul Wehrenberg D "S.P." Make-up Editor - Steve Zilles Shei la Treasurer - Art Samburg Nadine o McG. Circulation Manager - Ted Graham Jeanne Publicity Manager - Pete Angevine Features Editor - Eric Hoffman o Literary Editor - Solon Ad Manager - Cary Mock Art Editor - Chez Dorr Literary Staff Office Manager - Arnie Falick Marshall Brown Governmental Rep. - Jim Bradley Marty Shemers Exchange Editor - Bob Gray Phil Issy Ph otography Editor - Steve Benton Roger Hoan Joke Editor - B.E.D. Ovid Procurer - G.T. 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Mark Cohen Lydia Wereminski Hank Newell Maurice Scherer Lucy Bowles Bi II Hoffman Phi I Smith Linda Koiro Jim Scholmer Gary Rose Robert Edel son Treasury Jim Monk Bi II Kassen Gayle Thigpen Bob Blumberg Bruce Crocker Terry Chinn Judi Lipton Ken Olshansky Tom Thornbury Bob Ti Ian Dawna Betkens Di ck Lowensohn Mike Parker Pete Lewis Chari i e Gitomer Mike Robson Lou Dardi Betty Levin son Logan Donnell Nei I Pappalardo Bobi Costa George Boudaiee Tom Callahan John Hann i Art McCray Features Stan De Rita Advertising Bruce Francone John Banzhaf Publ icity Mark Ain Ri ck Armstrong Tom DeFazio Walt Mi Iler Dave DeWan Steve Fletcher Richard "Jungle" Langer Don Smith John Proctor Frank Jalenko Jack E.C. Florey Mike Levine Bob Brady Ri ck Gander John Reed Horack, wherever you are Dave Manchester All material submitted with a stamped, self-addressed envelope to the Literary Editor, at this office, will receive carefu I consi derati on. We cannot acknowledge, nor can we guarantee the return of, un sol i cited manu scri pt s. Copyright 1961, by the VOO DOO Senior Board. Published by the Senior Board at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology. Office: 303 Walker Memorial, Cambridge 39, Massachusetts. Office hours: 4:30 to 5:30 p.m. Monday through Friday. VOO DOO is published monthly from October throuqh Mav. Thirty-five cents per copy. Subscription $2.80 for eight issues: $69.00 in Pago Pago. Published Dec. 15, 1961. Dec. copy inserted. Entered as second- class mail at Cambridqe, Massachusetts. Represented for national advertising by Don Spencer, College Magazines Inc., 530 Chrysler Bldg., 11 W. 42 St. New York 36, N.Y. dential area, (Allston), our Chi valry is not dead in 11# e mourn another mile- man wondered what the com- Boston. Yet. We were down stone in the annals of in- motion could be. Peering at The Sevens the other night famy ..... the staff of one of groggily out the window, he and we saw a demonstration the .best College Humor perceived a genuine Salva- that pro ved this. As you tion Army band marching magazines in this country, may know, between the the Texas Ranger, has been down his street. In no mood hours of 10 and midnight on summarily fired, for printing for salvation, he put a Dukes in its last issue, what the of Dixie land on his stereo Friday night the interior of University of Texas con- system, turned up both The Sevens resembles an sidered a "dirty" word. channels full blast, and M.T.A. car at rus.h hour, ex- Having suffered a fate al- opened his windows. The ceptthat everyone's drinking. most as dire, VooDoo feels stal wart militarists broke Through this en tangl ement that it should raise its rank, stopped playing, and of bibulous bodies a young voice in the clamor that double-timed out of earshot. maiden, ,with a cat mounted will undoubtedly be raised upon her shoulders, was at- by many other College Humor tempting to 0 btain a clear magazines, and note with passageway with notable sadness the passing of a lack of success. Suddenly swinging group of humorists. one of the barten ders 0 b- Progesterone, served her plight and came Testosterone, immediately to her aid, by Combat your urge shouting out loudly and To live alone. clearly, uMake way for the They rush your blood lady with the Cyoung cat')." HONEST CARR And shake your bone Used John Dealer A nd make you wallow Basement, Walker Memorial In sweet cologne A few months ago, an of- A nd clean your ears ficial memo from Ralph And dial your phone Savers was circulated around And sometimes giggle R.L.E., to the effect that And sometimes groan. too much petty thievery was So clever is man, going on, and would every- With his gadgets infernal; body please make sure that A nother sign of goo d But he's still bossed around their respective offices and cheer ... one of our -Senior By his juices internal. labs were locked at all times. board members was a- We were therefore very sur- wakened at the unearthly prised last week, as we hour of 10 a.m. last Sunday walked through the first floor morning, by the sound of of building 26 to observe that hymns blaring forth from a somebody took the 709 trumpet. Living in a resi- Computerl/(See for yourself!) , 2 1/# e were not at all The SPCA has finally shocked at the recent furor persuaded the city of Boston over the Boston Police, and to provide maternity shelters their illegal doings .... we've for the numerous stray cats known all that for years. and dogs which infest our_ The really funny part is the fair streets. These enclo, sanctimonious huffing and sures, in which the poor puffing being done locally. beasts are permitted to have trying to show that the their offspring are, it is true, Boston Police Force is not open to the foul weather, but really corrupt. A prominent they are at least stuffed with religious man even took it nice warm scrap paper. You upon himself to lecture an may have noticed them here assembled group of police- and th ere on the street; th ey men on how badly I ~Boston are marked. ClDrop Litter is being maligned." Hoodah! He re." s~i:;t, 1/#e don't know how much stock to put in this report. It is a known fact that SWEATERS but we hear that Dean Petri -all M.1. T. students, as they Colorful, Washable OrIon made by a 7_ 99 is actually giving loans to walk down any corridor, look in and inspect each secretary Famous N.E. Maker studen ts so they can buy S-M-L-XL (fine art) prin ts from the in every office. Little do gallery in building 14. To they know that each and think ... they said MIT had no every secretary is peering culture! out and inspecting every little Tech Tool! There is wish to congratulate 1/#e a certain office in the Insti- a certain G.P., Professor of tute which is blessed with Music, upon his recei ving an two doors. In this office award from High Fiddidely many games have been played Magazine .... it seems that in the past two years. As a he has done more than any matter of fact, the most popu- other single person to perk lar is for each secretary to up the ebbing record industry pick out the wierdest Tool by causing the early demise who walks by and inform the of MIT's record collection. other before he walks by If you want an example, come the other door. TOOLS to his lectures; but don't BEWARE! bring your lunch. Harvar~ ==Bazar Central Sq. - Comb. Just a half-mile down the Ave. I.ET":!. Gr0 e.s=."" UP M Itt.e ""INe: 3 The cold, white snow had ceased falling. A bear the strange ringing sound inside his head. seemingly limitless white plain stretched out in All the others were asleep now, they were all directions from the long rows of factory far too exhausted from the yearly effort to see buildings which, silent now, had hummed inces- the takeoff; besides, they had seen it countless santly all year long for this one night's effort, times before. Their job Was done. The cargo this night's effort which would bring joy through- stood neatly stacked in almost endless lines on out the world the next morning to millions of the snow. Each trip back would see those lines little children. S.N. leaned heavily against the diminish until, with the rising sun, they would golden hand rail of the great sleigh in order to be no more. steady himself. He felt dizzy, he heard a S.N. picked up the reins. The deer, who up strange ringing sound in his head and his until this point had been restlessly pawing the stomach seemed to have a mind of its own, yet earth, snapped to attention; this was the job he climbed into the driver's seat as he had done . they had awaited all year, their raison d'etre.