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October 11, 2010 | by  | in Opinion |
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Probing the punters

  1. Old people or babies?
  2. Paul Henry: racist or just saying what we’re all thinking?
  3. Favourite Commonwealth Games sport?
  4. What was your favourite issue of Salient this year?
  5. What’s the worst paper you’ve taken this year and why?

Alec
Age: 19

  1. Babies.
  2. Racist.
  3. Table Tennis, cos it’s small.
  4. All the ones with Animal of the Week in it.
  5. ECON 130, lecturer bad, more shit from school than uni work.

Henry
Age: 19

  1. Babies, yeah.
  2. Saying what we’re all thinking.
  3. Cycling, cos we’re the best at it.
  4. Not a big reader of Salient.
  5. History 117, too many compulsory tutes.

Rena
Age: 19

  1. Babies.
  2. Saying what we’re all thinking.
  3. Mountain Biking.
  4. The green edition cos I like green.
  5. Architecture, cos they stole all my mates.

Matt
Age: 24

  1. Babies.
  2. Saying what we’re all thinking.
  3. Cycling.
  4. I just love the beer section.
  5. Marketing 201, no time for it, didn’t like the lecturer.

Char
Age: 20

  1. Old people, NO, BABIES!
  2. Saying what we’re all thinking.
  3. Do they have golf?
  4. ANIMAL OF THE WEEK!
  5. Research methods, cos it was the most boring thing ever.
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