agree upon some standards about the thing."
Everyone just looked at the man. Put in place as part of a team build design. Not familiar with the field of work. Had never even set foot on an Academic "campus".
"Where do you want these?" Asked a person with a five foot stack of rounded up books on a hand truck. This was the first of eleven stacks hauled silently into the abyss of "meeting".
The man's portfolio laid open on the table. A stock resumè on one side and a thin, blank spotted and highlighted resumè on the other. One woman started to leave the room.
"Where are you going? You can't leave."
"And why is that?"
"Because I said so."
"The restroom."
"Me too." Another person said and got up from the table and pushed the first woman out the door.
One by one the stacks of books were sorted into (i)knowns(i) and (i)unknowns(i); (i)canon(i) and (i)alternative(i). The man at the head of the table was replaced again and again by others caught in the uncomfortable process.
Before being released from the room each person was required to choose a book that (i)may be questionable material for an educational environment(i). The man chose (i)How To Build A Bomb(i). The student assigned to help the man with a first draft of resumè chose one with the word (i)anarchy(i) in black on a black colored spine. The word had been yellow or white and marker-colored over.
While most people held tongues in the darkening hallway some hissed (i)traitors(i).
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