1968: first English tutorial No trigger warnings then; no acknowledgement of hate language which might offend. Too bad about sensibility, let alone nuance. Here was full frontal artillery assault on that faith “from the dark ages”; that pre-Enlightenment “superstition”; that power-bastion of the colonials. The flank of an 18-y.o. fresher quickly exposed. Later, over coffee and lunch in the Union a debrief: surrender? retreat? Or—quietly kindle imagined Joy, to push past the watchful sentinels. Ian Keast