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A Peak through the archives: Judging past humour pieces

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ILLUSTRATION: Yan Ting Leung / The Peak

By: Heidi Kwok, Humour Expert

Did you know that The Peak wasn’t always funny? Gasp, you say. Oh, but it’s true. It wasn’t until the first humour section, “Nifty Pages,” graced us with its presence on January 12, 1998, that we truly became a sophisticated and reputable publication. Ah, those were the days — back when humour writers had to fight over precious real estate on a pitiful single page and humour editors who had actual artistic talent for political cartoons beyond drawing crude stick figures (I’m looking at you, Mason). 

So strap on those seatbelts, plop on your hard hats, and tighten those safety goggles. Today, I’m taking you on a treacherous journey through some of The Peak’s most questionable and god-awful humour articles ever to have evaded the grasp of the Editor-in-Chief(s). Happy 60th anniversary to The Peak

Infamous peak horoscope is back from vacation in limbo

By Glen Callender

Published January 12, 1998

We’re starting off strong with the very first article to have been officially published in humour. That’s always a good sign, right? While somewhat amusing, this article reads more like a shameless self-promotional spiel, advertising services for your local friendly SFU fortune teller, and should really have been shelved under the “Classified” section with the rest of the pizza ads. The writer referred to themselves as SFU’s Astrological Laureate, while simultaneously consulting from a dusty Ouija board for each week’s horoscopes.

Amazing review of food: Irish bread

By Kellen Powell

Published January 8, 2007 

Where do I even begin with a piece that reads more like an obvious cry for help? Here, former humour editor Kellen Powell credits the healing powers of Irish soda bread (of all things) with salvaging his drunken night out after having had “too much beer and all I have eaten all day is popcorn.” Just so he could down even more pints afterwards. 

Hey baby, what’s your sign?

Author unknown

(no relation toChemtrails Over the Country Club by Lana Del Rey)

Published March 12, 2012

Coming in hot with just 43 words, the cheesy pick-up line is basically the punch line of the joke. Sigh. I envy the days when writers got away with doing the bare minimum. And because absolutely nobody asked, this article was followed up just a week later with “What’s your sign? Part 2,” which was longer by about an impressive 10 words and featured an obscure Doctor Who reference that absolutely no one will ever get. 

Ode to a Bennett Library cubicle

By Denise Wong

Published March 19, 2012

The only way I can describe this article is that its author was trapped at SFU for so long they started serenading the library carrel desks through free-verse love poetry. Read it for yourself and you’ll see what I mean . . . 

Worst of SFU

Published July 31, 2017

This is clearly just an angry rant written at 3:00 a.m. by a disgruntled student. There’s a lot to unwrap here, but just as a sneak peak, this article rages about the inconvenience caused by the “sun’s tits” while studying at a window-side table at the library, advocates for a shea butter mask for the AQ pond koi fish, rallies against the notion of having sex while wearing wet socks, and trauma dumps about the tiny lecture halls where, quote: “If I farted in here, the whole class would experience the burrito I had for lunch today.”

The best dirty talk to set the mood

By Hannah Davis

Published September 22, 2018

First of all — who had the bright idea of publishing this in a student newspaper?!?! This article asks readers to drink cranberry juice while rinsing off a potential UTI. Is this REALLY what The Peak is about????? 

 

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