was Frank, mused Henry. He had good reason. It was
about three years ago that....

Affirmative Action Officer, Kevin Goodman, sat in his office reading a
letter that had just come in the campus mail.

Kevin, a black, realized that he had been awarded this position because
of his permanent tan. He had thought when he agreed to take the office
that he truly would be allowed to enforce federal mandates.

Now, two years into it, the bubble had long since burst. His office
was there, it appeared, only to satisfy the law that such an office be
maintained. However, deans and directors of departments seldom did as
he directed and if he went to the Pope, well, he found out pretty
quickly that did no good.

He was actively seeking another appointment at a more enlightened and
humane university. Enough was enough, but while he was still here, he
would do the best he could or was allowed to do.

He smoothed the pages of the letter flat and reached for the phone.

"Professor Anuse? Kevin Goodman here. Affirmative Action Office."

"Yes. What can I do for you?"

"I have a complaint regarding your hiring process that I'd like to
discuss with you at your earliest convenience."

"Now's fine. What's the problem?"

"It's alleged that you will not interview or otherwise consider males
for positions in your division," Kevin said, carefully.

"Can't interview or consider anyone who doesn't apply for a position,
can I. Shit! Men just aren't interested in the jobs in my unit."

Kevin blinked and cleared his throat. "Ah, well, I called the personnel
office and they informed me that they had sent you a file of a male for
the last two positions you posted. I was told that you did not
interview him."

"Could be, I suppose. Probably he didn't qualify."

"Personnel says that he is very well qualified."

Frank Anuse made a face at the telephone. The supercilious bastard, he
thought. Who is he to check up on my hiring?

"They do, huh."

Frank's predilection for hiring only women, preferably young, was well
known throughout Belmont. He laughingly referred to himself as the
sheik and the girls as his harem in conversations with his male
colleagues. His girls referred to him as Jack the Ripper. Turnover in
his department, in all senses of the word, was active.

"Yes," Kevin continued. "In light of this complaint, my office will
have to review the records of all of your hiring for the past two
years. Would you ple