BACCHANALIA PROCTORUM

To the Editors of the CRIMSON:

The proctors are restless tonight, no less so than the undergraduates. The sound of heels in a flamenco beat penetrates the walls of my room in Pennypacker 42. Next door, the proctors negate the L. Trevor principle of Harvardian dignity. After the dull roar or the incipient party became audible, my next door neighbor kindly said, "Hope you can stand another hour of this." Two hours later, after the whole dorm has spent a great deal of time in semi-riot, the proctorian rumble continues, and I have given up hope of finishing my Friday math assignment and getting the hum paper done. My gripe is that, first, it is unfair to conduct such a bolsterous affair on a Thursday night, when most Pennypackerites have classes on Friday; and, second, that, if such a party were the scene in my pad, our kindly proctors would quickly disperse us. Justice? Craig M. Nlelson '64.