I do not have to reveal the name of my friend. He is of the living.
He has a life before him. The only confession that I have to make
comes from the heart. He was my very dear friend.
(Allison drops her head, wipes away a tear. Stands in the dock.)
Enough of this badgering. I've had enough. I'll admit I've
painted this side for the townspeople....this is the kind of
information the Tradesman would get from his neighbor. This is the
picture A Spokesman of Authority would paint. This is what the
FBI read into the record for the tried and true members of the
county grand jury. Let me supply you with another fact or two.
Allison Krause was fresh out of high school in a Pittsburgh suburb....
she came to this campus and on the day she was nineteen, the president
of her nation told her boyfriend and other millions he was shortening
the Vietnam war by sending men and tanks and airplanes into another
country....the incursion into Cambodia. Apparently, he didn't
get the message over because the people who'd have to fight this
new war voiced strong objections....like trapped animals....they
rebelled. They rioted. This girl before you is a child of the
times, but I am here before you to plead her case. She played within
the system. The Tradesman and the townspeople and A Spokesman of
Authority constantly tell the Allison Krauses to....to play within
the system. This Allison Krause did her homework in the madness
of the system. She was on the disciplinary board of her dormitory....
Metcalf Dormitory. She was on the policy board of Honors College.