Where in the World is Tim?

If you walk past a history professor and he/she seems to be shivering, its not the weather… its fear. Fear that the masses have awakened to the injustice bred and maintained by an aristocratic elite. We no longer have any recourse, it is time to pick up the dice and roll.

The revolutionary war is a war of the masses; it can be waged only by mobilizing the masses and relying on them. We must not allow ourselves to be divided! Professor Trotti and the rest of the department think they can purchase half of us and intimidate the other half. The fools! The fools! They have left us with no continents to accrue bonus soldiers, but as long as we hold these card sets, a History Club unfree shall never be at peace!

To my fellow revolutionaries:
My degree of friendship, devotion, and obligation towards you is determined solely by the degree of your usefulness to the cause of total revolutionary destruction.

Mike Crosby

I was among those who would live the life of a slave.  I chose to lie
dormant in my dormitory, letting others fight for our shared cause.  No
longer.  After that rousing speech I cannot and will not let this battle
go unfought.  How could I ever face my fellow man?  How could I ever face
myself again?

I cannot and will not lie and tell you that I am a great RISK strategist,
but I will be there to do or not do as whoever will lead us desires.
Until then:

                          -Will Fowkes
                           Sophomore and Patriot

STUDENTS OF THE DEPARTMENT UNITE!

WE HAVE NOTHING TO LOSE BUT OUR CHAINS!

They can take away our GPA's, but they can't take away our Freedom!!!

We will fight them on the beaches, we will fight them in the trenches!!!

Oh how happy I am today to be a History Major!

We shall fight the US Historians and wrestle control of the seas away from
the World Historians!

Citoyennes and Citoyens -

I beg you not to be misled by the spurious propaganda of Professor Trotti.
As a member of the elite upper class he is trying to sow discord amongst
us, who fight for the sacred virtues of liberté, égalité, and fraternité.
Perhaps the problem here is that the structure in which we learn history
is flawed - and this is why we need revolution! I quote Comrade Tim: "I
see myself as Peter the Hermit to Priyam's Urban II." If we want more
time to learn about female leaders it is up to us to overthrow the current
regime and build our department anew.

We can do it! Vive la revolution!

Citoyenne Angelica

Far be it from me to try to drive a wedge between some students and
others before our little duel next weekend, but I hope the female
members of the student history association read this call to arms
closely -- freshMEN? militaristic rhetoric? proto-fascist celebration of
various men in the past and their violence? I don't think it is an
accident when your male comrade says "when we dared to stand up to them
LIKE MEN". What a giveaway.

Suffice it to say that all self-respecting women historians might need
to think carefully about who their allies really are as we approach the
battlefield: where, on the board of Risk, do your true enemies lie? And
if you join friendly professors to oppose this sort of patriarchy, all
the better. Consider it.

Michael T.

Resolved by the Students' History Association of Ithaca College, That the present deplorable academic strife has been forced upon the department by the despots of the Fourth Floor of Muller now have breached the State of Nature and in arms around the students; that in this emergency History Club Cabinet, banishing all feelings of mere passion or resentment, will recollect only its duty to the whole department; that this war is not waged upon our part in any spirit of oppression, nor for any purpose of conquest or subjugation, nor purpose of interfering with the rights or established institutions of any classes, but to topple the despots and overthrow the supremacy of the Professorial Regime that by its own corrupt and self-serving actions entered into a State of War with the students of the department with whom sovereignty ultimately rests, with all the dignity, equality, and rights of the rightly guided historical institutions unaffected by the Professors' tyranny; and that as soon as these objects are accomplished the war ought to cease.

Now is the winter of our malcontent, Comrades. For too long we have allowed ourselves to fall victim to the tyranny of a corrupt and decadent regime of professors. Lo, these many years our so called "educators" have gulled, cullied, and diddled we pious students for all we're worth. Midterms, map quizzes, term sheets, Blue Books! And when we dared stand up to them like men, they have assigned more work, gave pop quizzes, and spilled our blood[1] ! Even Zenon has refused to give my proposals for student independence even the courtesy of open debate. My God, what in hell are they waiting for?

I say the time for peaceful diplomacy has passed. The expressions of ideas by enlightened students have fallen on deaf ears. This, Comrades, is the dawn of our revolution. The rays of a better tomorrow are peeking over the horizon, and they look glorious. This is the time for action. Cry 'havoc' and let slip the dogs of war!

Today we students stand united at the brink of total war. We are Comrades in arms who attest that all historians, regardless of degrees earned, are created equal. We shall hold true to that belief so that those students who lose on the battlefield of RISK will not have gone in vain. Any student who gives their life blood in the name of Student Liberty will be gloriously received into the halls of Valhalla. I know this war will be an uphill clime, and every moment we will be precariously perched on the precipice of defeat, but if we stand united we cannot fail. When Alexander laid siege to Tyre he built a jetty so that his troops could attack the island from the land. When Mehmet the Conqueror's mighty navy was blocked from the Bosphorus by a Byzantine chain he carried his ships across the land to attack Constantinople. We too can overcome the very elements themselves in the name of our cause. Soon we will all eat the cookies of liberty dunked in milk from the chalice of victory!

Years from now, when the incoming freshmen ask, will you all be able to say you were there when the students made their stand? Will you be able to say 'I fought on Armistice Day. I heard the clap of thunder when red and white dice clashed, and the gorges ran crimson. I was there when the history we study was made.'?

I will not deceive you, some of you valiant heroes will lose on the battle board of RISK. But if you do not fight, and flee like cowards to live a long life, consider that one day you will be lying in your deathbed, many years from now. On that day at the end of an empty life, would you trade every moment from now until then to be able to have confronted the professors and to have given the mighty battle yawp for Freedom?

Viva the Revolution, Comrades! Viva la Libertad!

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[1] Professor Tempesta punched me once when I said he had a statistic wrong. Right in the face