One nation, under Abercrombie and Fitch

Earlier couple of different reasons. The first and this year, most obvious is that there are virtually no Mike 80s true characters on Cabrini's campus anyB u t 1 e r more. Characters, you ask? Take a moment wrote a to think about it.

commentary about the problemof soCHRIS NIELSEN c i a I cliques on campus. He pointed to the animosity between the jocks, the freaks and the student organizations.

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I am glad to report that this year has seen a markedimprovement in addressing this problem. Campus ministry students are now partying with the lacrosse team. Radio people are hanging out with the basketball team. The apartment residents are even inviting Loquitur writers into their homes.

Why the turn around this year? I see a

I call it the Abercromizing of Cabrini College. Think about it. 80s Butler was recently seen in cargo pants and a button down shirt. My friend Chris grew hair. Tony bought $60 jeans. Slowly but surely, everyone at Cabrini College is starting to look alike.

So how is this relevant to anyone who doesn't work at King of Prussia mall? Well, this is just a theory, but I think that when people see others dressed like them, there is almost no chance of judging someone based on looks. Basically, if someone is wearing all black, they are a freak. If they are wearing a zipper vest and trek pants, then hey, they're cool, let them in.

I hope this doesn't sound like I'm complaining, because I'm really not. This past weekend was one of the most fun I can remember at Cabrini in a long time. Almost everyone on campus was out having fun at either Midnight Madness, the legal party, or the PAC championships for soccer and cross country and their subsequent gatherings.

It seems like this college is headed in the right direction socially. The process of breaking down social barriers is not complete yet, but the process has begun. This weekend, which appropriately enough began with Cabrini Day, really gave us a couple of examples of things that we all have in common.

First, we all need sleep. By last Sunday, the pulse of the campus was down to a faint murmur. Too much liquid evil the night before.

Second, students will come out to a nonalcoholic weekend event. Midnight Madness, while not filled to capacity, had a solid showing. The promise of slam dunks, money giveaways, and Coach Dzik getting pied in the face was enough for most of the students who were around.

And finally, everyone agrees that most Valley Forge guys suck. They invite themselves into our rooms, drink our beer and harass our women. That last part was by far the most offensive. Guys coming uninvited to our campus can not and will not be allowed to harass the female students of this college.

Well, I'm glad that we all found some things that we can agree on. Maybe the new millennium will bring about some true togetherness on this campus.

After all, with due respect to "The Breakfast Club," everyone of us is a freak, a jock, an RA, a burnout, and a mallrat.

And we all dress at Abercrombie & Fitch.

Chris Nielsen is the perspectives editor of Loquitur. His $50 cargo pants really need to go in the wash.

Zen and the art of Cabrinitheater promotion

Take ---. a deep breath. I WO u Id like to take this time to C O mm e n d you on reading this article. Even if you are just procrastinating more pressing tasks, I hope you have a nice beverage, maybe some chips, a cigarette. Now relax. You all need to relax.

I would never have guessed Cabrini's community would be this uptight so early in the year. I was wrong, again. It happens often. I am not worried about it. I am not a math major, and I do not expect to find correct answers.

I have been studying Buddhism for about three years. I do not know if this makes me "a Buddhist," I do not really care. I do not need a title. A main Buddhist tenant is that life is a continuous journey where few, if any; _everdiscover any "cor- rect'' answers.

When I was in 10th grade I began my journey into the 380 pages of Robert M. Pirsig's ''Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance.'' I only got to page 120. I was enjoying the story, but waiting for the Zen. For some reason I picked up "Bearing Witness: A Zen Master's Lessons in Making Peace." After reading many of the texts recommended by Bernie Glassman in "Bearing Witness," I picked up "Motorcycle Maintenance" again and ended up reading it from the beginning. There is Zen on every page.

Right now my schedule, like much of the community's, is insanely busy. I still, however, find time to relax. Relaxing, in the beer and 80's movie sense, is not my main point though. Prioritizing is. Your high school guidance counselor probably gave you some ideas about this concept that I find rather morbid. No matter how much I am paying to come here, school will never be my top concern. I am glad. My parents are too, and it is mostly their money.

They taught me, from a very young age, that grades are not important if I am learning, money is not important if I love what I do and laughter cures almost any aliment. In my favorite movie, "'One Thousand Clowns," the main character says "If most things aren't funny, life turns into one big dental appointment interrupted occasionally by something interesting like waiting or falling asleep," that is basically my dad's philosophy, and mine.

In the Zen spirit of "unknowing" I read ·'Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance" again this past summer and I will probably read it again next summer. It 1s not like I do not have anything better to do; it is the summer. This year I rarely got sleep, I worked, took classes, played soccer and still went out almost every night. I also found time to read and watch movies and catch a glimpse of that calm summer feeling that some have not experienced since middle school.

Whether you did it this summer or not, take the opportunity now, grab a seat on a step, a beer and a couple of friends and tell a really funny story. I have gotten more out of the lmprov Troupe's first two months of work this year than I did from Calculus or SEM 100. What will last from your days at