This was the first time a "co-chairbeing" was afforded proper notice in the Daily. It is not known if one has ever surfaced since.
"I don't give a shit what the Bible says," was said by Patty Parsons of the Women's Coalition. I can still vividly remember her righteous anger at those folks.
I also remember when Tom, our gentle Jesus, put on the robes and bore the heavy cross into the Commons how immediately he was put under attack by several of the Campus Crusade folks and accused of pretending to be Jesus but instead being "the Antichrist."
Golly, I never could have suspected that "the Antichrist" had half a chance in hell of spawning itself in Ames.
For the longest time while Campus Crusade had their booth up passing out the tracts, several folks and I went over to their recruiting table to swipe every copy of The Gay Blade they'd lay down on their table. They were no dummies; they wised up quickly and began putting the tract out in single quantities; we therefore simply took them one at a time. I tore a whole fistful of them up and dumped them in the trash right in front of their group early on, and they seemed happy to play the act of sad, despised martyr at that moment when I glared into their eyes.
The tract quickly became a memento and nearly everyone wanted to have their own copy. Campus Crusade ran out of them; no one much paid any attention to the rest of their trash.
If you're missing your own copy of the tract or want to see what the hubbub's all about, try this link, or else click on the image of the tract above.
