Tuesday, Feb. 28, 1961
Page 2
The Nebraskan
The Catacombs
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Actually, it's almost scary to turn to the second page
of the Dally Nebraskan and find something favorable to
The Catacombs. After rushing to my trusty Student Direc
tory to find out if Frank Brewster, II was real, I settled
back to read his remarks three or four times to feed my
ego" and at the same time prepare myself for the long
struggle I believe awaits me as a "Second Page Scrib
bler." I only hope, sir, that I can continue to live up to the
standards you believe I have set, and furthermore that
yon will never rue the day that you said you read my
column.
The remainder of today's mishmash will be com
posed of a few quotable quotes, quipable quips and un
believable believables. Now that we have gotten the pur
pose outlined, we shall carry on.
I don't know what most people consider the purpose
of this column, but I feel somehow that it may be being
misconstrued by some of the reading public. The other
day one of my acquaintances referred to my column with
something like the following: "I thought that piece you
wrote on Girl Guides was funny. I am a member of the ,
organization, but I don't think that it has much purpose
just a lot of wasted time. Why don't you write something
about Project and show how silly it is?
The basis for this effort is not to scratch the super
ficialities of service groups or to poke fun at any campus
organization. If the only reason that people read this or
any column is to see who is getting clobbered and how
funny the column Is by the way the writer goes about it,
then most of the columns are complete failures. Surely,
I have made a few attempts to purvey the feeble brand of
humor that I enjoy Shulmanism if you will, because
yours truly feels' that the everyday, run-of-the-mill ques
tions that torment the college student are what he likes
to see in print. '
What the common horde, and I am right in there
stampeding along with them, may not realize that they
are seeing themselves when they say "Why that's just like
Charlie Juggernaut or Mavis Roubidioux." Instead they
blame them for the failings of an organization, instead of
getting in there themselves and rectifying what they
consider to be a waste of time.
The trouble seems to be that everyone is always more
than willing to push all the blame off on the other fellow
instead of accepting some of the "glory" for himself. I
fully realize that this is a truism that has probably been
printed fifteen million times ... but if it has, why doesn't
somebody remember it?
I could come forward and condone free love on Wednes
days in this column, and would probably get only a very
few objections from the moralists on this campus if
there are any of those who have survived. Actually, the
only criticism I might get would be from the Free Love
on Tuesday Club. And even they in this day of expansion
of activities so an organization could be of more service to
the campus, might not even object, because it would give
them a chance to widen the scope of their activities.
Trivia is all that interests college students (this is
the writer's opinion only, mind "you.) World shaking ques
tions become secondary to the posers like "Why is the
Crib coffee so lousy?" or "What is the true definition of a
function?" or "What ever happened to the campus beau
tification committee?"
Why not set aside a moment once in a while when'
the little aggravations are forgotten and things of more
value are considered ... like who has the crass unadul
terated nerve and intestinal fortitude to make a sug
gestion like this and ruin our lives?
I fully realize that it's destroying the Karen Coed and
Calvin College images, but on the other hand, it might
prove to be an interesting experience.
Now as I trundle back to The Catacombs, which by
the way does not refer to any building on the campus,
but what I consider the general condition of the place
one mass grave full of embalmed ambitions and stifled
innovations I'll pat myself on the back and say "good
column kid" and forget about what I have just written,
before jumping back into the crypt with the rest of the
corpses on the campus.
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Tired Student
Criticizes Follies
To the editor,
I'm tired of Follies with no
plot or meaning
Of kick lines and same
ness And Girls always creaming.
I'm tired of sitting so still
for two hours
And constantly waiting for
Trophies, skits, and lost
flowers.
I'm tired of humorless sing
ing and dancing
Of low tricks and bad
lines
And talent plain lacking.
I'm tired of judges playing
"fair" with the houses
Selecting their winners
No matter who louses.
Tm tired of amateurs play
ing "big time"
Knowing nothing of direct
lag Or lighting refined.
I'm tired of columnists
thanking the mob
For a "real swell show"
I really could sob.
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So get off your duffs you
lethargic slime
Do something about this
For a buck it's a crime!
So get some new judges,
variety in skits,
Pay your directors for
techniques and hits.
Or pick the top talent from
each frat abode
Or openly rotate the
houses (It's really the
mode).
If you want to be fair
(hear, hear!),
Give them longer to pre
pare. TIRED
Sports Jargon
Confuses Reader
To the editor,
Congratulations to the
sports writers of the illus
trious Rag. They have
learned a new word. While
it is true that we appreci
ate their endeavors to
broaden our vocabulary, the
constant use of the word
"skein" is unnecessary.
By the way, what does
it mean?
Sincerely,
Yodae Kritch
Profound Change Is Underway
In United States9 .Community Life
By Eric Sevareid
In a week of mobile re
discovery of the American
interior this reporter has
had talks with hundreds of
students, teachers and ad-minis-
t r ators in
p r i vate
and public
colleges of
a half doz
en states,
and the
p r o c ess
has p r o
d u c e d a
daw ning
r e a liza-
Sevareid
tion that the United States
is undergoing a profound
sea-change in its commun
ity life. It is not only that
the financial and facilities
problems of the univer
sities are commanding in
cessant attention from the
President down to the raw
est and newest of the state
legislators; it is not only
that the post sputnik strug
gle to raise intellectual
standards is conscientious
ly continuing and in places
already producing measur
able results; it is not only
that the passion for high
er education seems univer
sal and is going to make
the generality of American
citizens perhaps the most
reasoned and responsible
mass society history has
known.
It is all this but more.
For one thing, it seems to
me, the local college or
university in a great num
ber of cities is becoming
the central, the dominant
and characterizing aspect
of the community's life. It
is still a struggle in many
states to get sufficient
funds from hard pressed
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latures. But the old di
visions and antipathies are
dying away those be
tween "town and gown,"
those between the business
men and the professors. No
longer is the "city club,"
private haven of the finan
cially powerful, the true
repository of community
authority and respect.Not
any more does a professor
invited within those pre
cincts feel ill at ease. Not
any more does the "hard
fisted business man" feel
belligerently alien in t h e
company of those he once
thought of as "visionary
theoreticians."
Never before has the
"downtown press" paid
sucn informed and imagin
ative attention to the local
classroom and laboratory
as a rich source of excit
ing "hard" news. The col
lege is no longer simply a
traditional respecta
ble adornment for oc
casions of official local
Chamber of Commerce
brochures. The colleges
have entered into the daily
life of the cities and states
and they into the daily life
of the colleges in a degree
remarkable to one whose
memories of college life
were fashioned in the thir
ties. It is not only the flower
ing of the scientific revolu
tion and the consequent
need of corporations for the
school and vice versa that
has done this. Bad as so
much of our secondary
school preparation indubit
ably is, one senses a slow
ly gathering contagion of
the excitements of the in
tellect in the middle and
lower-middle levels of our
economic strata, in spite of
the honky-tonk vulgarities
that affluence has smeared
across our landscape and
our surface.
It is all this and yet
more. American intellect
ual isolationism and prov
incialism (long exaggerat
ed by Europeans p e r
suaded that Europe was
the world's center) van
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Kim Novak, Columbia
Pictures Star, says: "I'm ac
tually veteran Bond saver.
I started saving U. S. Savings
Stamps when I was still in
school in Chicago. Since then
it's become more or less a
Uitflt-titrt
ishes like April snow as
thousands of faculty people
go abroad each year on
their various grants for for
eign study, as more thou
sands of students make
serious summer pilgrim
ages overseas, and as hun
dreds of distinguished for
eign intellectuals settle into
American colleges as
"scholars in residence."
Something else is hap
pening. It seems to me
highly probably that the
flourishing of the univer
is rectifying the sad geo
graphical imbalance in the
intellectual and artistic life
of our country. There was
a time, for example, when
Chicago and San Francisco
were distinct literary cen
ters and "schools." In this
sense they atrophied as
New York more and more
sucked in the bright new
talents in writing, in the
theater, in the visual arts.
This trend to centralize
monopoly has been equally
true in France and Eng
land, with Paris and Lon
don the centers for every
thing fresh and new. Only
in Germany, with Berlin
shattered and its writers
and artists and actors and
painters scattered to Mu
nich and Hamburg and
Dusseldorf, have we seen
a large scale movement
toward regional redistribu
tion in this generation. I
have a feeling now that this
can happen in America and
is beginning to happen. It
is the universities with
their own new theaters and
orchestras, their "writers
in residence" their rig
orous local painters that
will bring this about and
restore creative adventure
in the vast interior
stretches of the land.
It may not be "regional
ism" in the end products
of the new creativity; that
does not matter so very
much. In all its forms, the
enduring art is universal
art and it is a universal
America that we witness
now, flourishing before our
eyes.
Dint. IM1, Hall Syndicate, Inc.
habit for me to invest in U. S.
Savings Bonds.
"Another habit I have is mak
ing sure my Bonds are held to
maturity. That way I get the
full interest and have a bigger
part ifi helping my country.'
The old pot suddenly be
came a swinging jardiniere
this weekend and I just
want to tell you tliat flying
is wonderful. It is not rec
ommended to those who
have quivery knees, h o w
ever, because it sure makes
that old platform sway,
Uett ing i
a on more
earthv. I
just want
to sav that
the muo ' i
s I t u a-
tion around
is really
terrible.
Now the Iwum
way you in- Shellberg
terpret what I say depends
upon what you think of
when the word mud is men
tioned. S6 interpret as you
will.
This campus is, no longer
a place for clean footed, or
is the word feeted (?), souls
to putter upon. It seems as
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PROBLEM OF THE WEEK
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Fraternity
The following three words
have been quite significant
to all of us.
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Now see if you can find
the proper digits for the let
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proper problem in addition.
Cops and Robbers
There are communities
where the same family
names occur time and time
again. In one such com
munity it happened that
one day there were ten
men at the police station,
six of them named Miller.
WORDS: TI IR CAUSE AND CURE
Today let us take up t subject of etymology (or entomology,
as it is sometimes called) which is the study of word origins
(or insects, as they are sometimes called).
. , Where are word origins (insects) to be found? Well sir, some
times words are proper names that have passed into the language.
Take, for instance, the words used in electricity: ampere wa
named after its discoverer, the Frenchman Andre Marie Ampert
(1775-1836); similarly ohm was named after the German G. S.
Ohm (1781-1854), watt after the Scot James Watt (1736-1819),
and bulb after the American Fred C. Bulb (1843-1912).
' There is, incidentally, quite a poignant little story about Mr.
Bulb. Until Bulb's invention, alt illumination was provided by
gas, which was named after its inventor Milton T. Gaa who,
strange to tell, had been Bulb's roommate at Cal Tech 1 In fact,
strange to tell, the third man nharing the room with Bulb and
Gas was also one whose name burns bright in the annals of
illumination Walter Candle!
The three roommates were inseparable companions in col
lege. After graduation all three did research in the problem of
artificial light, which at this time did not exist. AH America
used to go to bed with the chickens. In fact, many Americar
were chickens.
Well sir, the three comrades-Bulb, Gas, and Candle
promised to be friends forever when they left school, but success,
ala, spoiled all that. First Candle invented the candle, got
rich, and forgot his old friends. Then Gas invented gas, got rich,
bankrupted Candle, and forgot his old friends. Then Bulb in
vented the bulb, got rich, bankrupted Gas, and forgot hia
old friends.
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Candle and Gas, bitter and impoverished at the age respec
tively of 76 and 71, went to sea as respectively the world's
oldest and second oldest cabin boy. Bulb, rich and grand, also
went to sea, but he went in style-as a first-class passenger oa
luxury liners.
Well sir, strange to toll, all three were aboard the ill-fated
, Lusttama when she was sunk in the North Atlantic. And,
strange to tell, when they were swimming for their lives after tht
shipwreck, all three clambered aboard the same dinghy 1
. Well sir, chastened and made wiser by their brush with death,
they fell into each other's arms and wept and exchanged for
giveness and became fast friends all over again.
For three years they drifted in the dinghy, shaking hands and
singing the Cal Tech rouser all the while. Then, at long last,
they spied a passing liner and were taken aboard.
' They remained fast friends for the ret of their days, which,
I regret to report, were not many, because the liner which picked
them up was the Titanic.
mat a pity that Marlboros were not invented during th
lifetimes of Bulb Gas, and Candle! Had there been Marlboros,
these three friends never would have grown apart because they
would have known how much, despite their differences, they still
had in common. I mean to say that Marlboroa can be lit by
candle, by gas, or by electricity, and no matter how you light
them, you a ways get a full-flavored smoke, a filter cigaretta
with an unfiltered taste that make, anyone-including Bulb,
Gas, and Candle-settle back and forget anger and strife and
smile the sweet amile of friendship on all who puss !
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Another peaceful smok. from the maker, of Marlboro is th,
brands filtered km9.t:e Fhnip CammmnHm
Try ope oon and find out how welcome yuu'll be aboard.
Flowerpot
By Gretchen Shellberg
though no matter how good
your intentions of staying on
the clean firm path, there's
always a wee bit of mud
sloping up over the edges
and onto your nice white
tennies.
Of course, then, it is more
collegiate to have soiled
tennies, isn't it?
Personally,. I wear blua
tennies. Blue is such a nice
soiless color and besides,
what's better than "basic
blue", so good for those
minor depress days.
Not to say that my little
blue t e n n i e s are not un
marred. After three years
of tripping about at old
NU, one does tend to gather
a bit of furch on one's feet.
But it really is surprising
who will be splashing in the
mud puddle next to y o u
sometimes.
Slop, slop, slop.
And the monsoon season
hasn't even bgun yet.
Things really get muddy in
April.
Altogether there were six
policemen and four burg
lars. One Miller had arrest
ed a Miller and one Smith a
Smith. However, this bur
glar Smith, was not arrest
ed by his own brother. No
body remembers who ar
rested Kelly anyway, only a
Miller or a Smith could
have been responsible for
that act. What are the
names and position of these
ten people?
ANSWER TO LAST WEEK'S
PROBLEM:
The number of visible
steps of the escalator is 100.
Correct solutions were sub
mitted by: George Grone,
Gary Lorentzen, Art Ost
diek, and Larry Schuster.
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(Author of "I Was a Teen-tge Dwarf", "The Many
Lores of Dobi Gillis", ttt.)