The newspaper club is all about two fine writers who
are not the least pretentious, who try to keep students awake in lectures for a
little longer than usual for 5 mornings a year. Politics, foreign affairs,
various Czech short news stories, the daily life of a little Buddhist brought
to us by transalpine Nepalese monks, onions… So many subjects you are unlikely
to find in the Caïen Déchaîné, the
paper that passes on and immortalises Caïen
thought (which is no mean deal).
Often prone to censure, autodafes, and many critiques, the Caïen is a committed organ unafraid to take risks in ridiculing your professor, your studies supervisor, your project partner, or more conventionally, ISAE (hey!)Proud defenders of the printed medium (now on its way out), ardent standard bearers for freedom of the press - we have thus courageously decided that members of the club will not attend the opening ceremony of the Olympic Games -, and heavy tea drinkers, we are above all experts in manual folding A3 format journals.
If you have certain talents, not to say talents of a certain nature, in the art of the verb, the subtle eloquence of the hand that caresses the paper, or if you still tremble in front of a typewriter, maybe you have a place among us…Arnaud and David, alias Kazpar Pfan and Dup'..
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