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The Daily Nebroskon
Wednesday, Februory 13, 1957
Daily Nebraskan Editorials:
Slaughter On Jdffi
A rash of complaints from both Lincoln citizens
and. University students has set off a series of
verbal battles between the two groups.
According to Lincoln Police Department offi
cials, complaints from local citizens have been
received by his department about the undue con
gestion on 16th street between R and Vine Friday
and Saturday nights.
Capt. Orrin Graves of the Police said they were
not getting anywhere in clearing up the trouble
with one dollar double parking fines.
The charge presently imposed on double
parkers is from one to one hundred dollars and
costs for interfering with the lawful use of the
street.
Graves said that generally a fine of five
dollars and costs is imposed on violators.
Students unfamiliar with Lincoln might find it
worthwhile to understand the traffic setup of the
ity.
In the first place, a number of streets in the
city (including 16th and 17th) are classified as
arterials on which the majority of the city's
traffic flow. Other such streets, for example,
are 13th, ninth and tenth, 27th and 48th.
On K street vehicles parked during rush hours
are towed in because they interfere with the
mechanics of a major traffic arterial.
The Daily Nebraskan recognizes that those
students who double park on 16th street do so
for lack of space on the street for parking.
However, they have access to all the parking
facilities of the University when bringing home
dates.
. The problem is not insurmountable here.
One church, which is located on an arterial and
which conducted services during "rush hours"
revised the schedule of services to meet the
the problem and save its congregation from the
fine.
University students might bring their girls in
earlier than they had before to avoid getting
tickets. They might resort to a moonlight walk
to avoid the fine.
The solution to the problem is not too easy a
one for either student or city administrator.
The police, on the one hand, do not want to
allienate the University community; they know
what can happen as was evidenced in a parking
riot back in May of 1948. The students on the
other hand, do not want to inconveniente them
selves or their dates: that is a natural reaction.
A couple of tranquilizers (which might not be
easy to swallow) are the realization that the
city's laws are made not to harrass the students
of the University but to improve the structure
of the city and its capabilities for handling
traffic problems. Then, too, a growing city must
insist more and more on off-street parking to
'alleviate street congestion; the student's coop
eration is direly needed and deeply appreciated.
It might be pointed out that we are fortunate
for we have relatively convenient space for
parking. We could throw out our crying towels
to the local citizen who has to drive around four
or five blocks six or seven times to get a place to
park.
Important Post
Today the Student Council will pick a junior
class student member of the Board of Publica
tions to replace a student now on conduct pro
bation. Even though student members of faculty
committees are not allowed to vote, this position
is still important. The committee selects the
staffs of the two student publications the Corn
husker and the Daily Nebraskan. These publica
tions are subsidized in part by funds from stu
dents' enrollment fees.
Even without a vote, the student on the Pub
Board is called on for opinion and ideas. These
student Pub Board positions are more than
activities, although they are . often taken as
such they are positions of high responsibility.
And, because of. this responsibility, they are
sometimes considered as plums of the more ripe
political variety.
The Student Coucil, in filling this position,
should take these things into consideration. It
should look for persons with ability and interest
for one of the top campus student positions.
k Leader's Responsibility
Dr. John Hunter, dean of the Louisiana State
University's Junior division, says that his school
"will probably reach the maximum of its facili
ties in two or three years."
- Dr. -Hunter admits that "it is almost impossible
for the university to compete with industry for
personnel in the science and commerce areas"
and that four things "could well happen" to LSU.
He says that 1) the university would begin a
jrogram of selective admission, 2) housing would
be denied many students, 3) university services
to the state would be reduced,' 4) quality of in
struction would be retraced.
These four items are well known around our
University campus. We are aware of the press
ing problems each and every public institution
of higher education is facing this year and will
have to contend with in the next few years when
war babies will pop the roof of our school.
The University can look with envy at such
private institutions as Case Technological Insti
tute in Cleveland, Ohio, where president T. Keith
Glennan told seniors that beginning salaries for
instructors there next year will be comparable
to what industry is offering to attract engineers.
At the University watchdogs of the budget have
trimmed every corner of excess and still the
chancellor has asked for more than five million
dollars over what he received from the state
legislature two years ago.
What Nebraskans must be made to under
stand is that this University is not just struggling
for survival in a vacuum.
We have reported as the news has come to
us what problems other higher educational insti
tutions are facing. It seems the we are all in
the same situation.
That is, those of us who are supported by
state funds.
The hypothesis that state funds should sup
port all state schools has been challenged by
maity in the state.
Opponents have charged that in the first place
funds are not available for continued boosts in
college budgets. They are dream shatterers.
We who benefit from the University are dream
ers. But we are also aware that the very
existence of a top-flight school is dependent on
the willingness of the citizens of the state to
take up the burden.
Opponents of increased funds for the University
argue that the raise is impossible: drought
stricken farmers just cannot give the tax col
lectors any more money.
Three bills in the legislature have called for
a new tax base in the state. They will be con
sidered carefully, we presume, before they are
passed or rejected.
Nebraska isn't broke, however. We believe
that the spirit of the state to be a leader in
education is still high and dynamic.
The "Daily Nebraskan" has constantly hounded
its readers with the thought that since Nebras
kjans supported the first graduate college west
of the Mississippi, the state should be the first
to jump on the bandwagon for a bigger and
better state University.
Nebraska's leadership in education, in lieu of
the pressing demands of state schools all over
the nation, must again assert itself. We must
stay in the higher bracket of education and we
must do it with the support of our state.
the Eternal Dimension
What's all this talk lately about the Eternal
Dissension? What kind of strange creature is
this? Is this a measurement of man for future
life? What kind of standards could be used for
this measurement?
I can't quite figure out how anyone could
possibly measure me. I'm so inconsistent. I'm
confused. It seems like everyone else is con
fused and mixed up too. Monday'! article in
this space puts it this wy, "There is a para
doxical mixture of confidence and fear, cer
tainty and doubt, substance and Bhadow, war
and peace." Edward Sandford Martin puts it
this way;
"Within my earthly temple there's a crowd
There's one of us that's humble; one that's
proud
There's one that's brokenhearted for his sins,
And one who unrepentant, sits and grins.
There's one who loves his neighbors as
himselw
And one who cares for naught but fame and
self.
From much corroding care would I be freed,
If once I could determine which is me."
Which is me? Which is you? I think I have it
one Say, the next It's gone.
This now becomes a problem. I'm trying to
measure up to the Eternal Dimension. But I'm
not even sure what the Eternal Dimension is
on many subjects. Those values and standards
which The Eternal Dimension points out clearly
to me seem impossible to obtain. Oh, I suppose
that I get by on some of them, but by and large
my success over a failure is soon followed by
another failure, and another, and another, and
soon I wonder if these values and standards that
I desire are actually within the Eternal Dimen
sion or not.
Now, this begins to look silly. What possible
means would be used to measure a person with
such actions. I know the quantities of good and
bad would become confused here. Maybe the
measurement is some new type of time-rate-space
formula. Maybe it's some new electronic
brain sort of thing. No, I'm afraid these means
would all fail for measuring the Eternal
Dimension.
You see, God brought forth a method of his
own. He surpassed all human understanding.
He turned the measure for Eternal Dimension
Into Eternal Dimension itself. He put aside all
human failings and came up with a gift to man.
He became man. A gift to you. Will you take
it? If you do, what difference will it make in
your life?
Paul Zucker
President Church Council
Lutheran Student House
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"Vanity Fair?"
How can we hope to survive eternity.
When we know not the meaning of immortality?
What can one ferret by turning the pages,
Hoping in vain to become one of the sages?
What accomplishment supercedes an inquiring mind,
Which has fervently probed into what time has left behind?
Can anyone gloriously dream of perfect tranquility,
That after Death, he will be in complete equinimity?
What purposes true lie behind this ceaseless academic pursuit,
When mm.y can feel free from material wants with only one suit?
Can some Christians devout boldly be sure of the touch of His grace,
When they will have unflingingly run the assigned torturous race?
And most above all, what promises real await us after suffling off
this mortal coil?
A New Jerusalem? A much-dreamt-about Paradise? A sinless
Elorado? Or a void beyond this terrestrial soil?
Then appears a felina nymph with a vision true as well as fair,
Who, though vain yet practical, knows that her knowledge will not
vanish into thin air.
A true daughter of Nature is she, greatly talented and manifold
blessed,
Who would allow neither criticism nor concensus to her oppress.
Frail in health, perhaps; yet thoroughly strong-minded;
Graceful with artless grace; talkative but not longwinded.
Thus endowed with many-sided wit, and dry humor besides,
She is well equipped to conquer countries on many continental
divides.
Doubtless many readers by now might have guessed the Identity of
this mysterious Glenna B.
So may we all drink with non-intoxicating Methodist toast to wish
her return will soon be.
Nelson S. Chuang
GLENNA BERRY'S
Glenna Berry's
leaving
who used to
push a black and silver
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Jesus
and write onetwothreefourfive papersjustlikethat
she was a good student
- and what i want to know is
how do you like your blondehaired gal
Mister Travel Agent
with apologies te
e. e. cummings
The Mystic's Misery...
(Eds. Note:) The following is
reprinted from the George Wash
ington University "Hatchet." The
Daily Nebraskan feels it deep, and
full of meaning.
"I think that your fraternity pin
is just the most beautiful thing in
the whole world," cooed the dar
ling Southern gal. "Look, Alfie,
how tonight's moon resembles the
glowing crescent on your chest."
Alfie viewed with pride the
badge over his heart. Then he re
buttoned his jacket and walked
over to the rose trellis behind the
auditorium.
"Isn't it romantic out, Alfie?"
Anna Belle snuggled against him.
"Look how that bright stsr seems
to be kissing the moon. Just like
your pin, isn't it, Alfie?"
"Yup."
"Alfie, is It true that the boys
in your house wear their pins on
their pajamas. If I had one I
would. The moon would never
sink, nor the stars go out, if. . "
"It's not a moon, it's a crescent.
Don't you think it's getting chilly?
I mean we better gon now, all
right?"
Anna Belle rubbed her soft, cool
cheek against Alfie's. "How can
you be cold with that wonderful
pin sending its fraternal warmth
through you? But, Alfie, honest,
I'm freezing honest."
"Want my jacket"
"No, Alfie, it's not your jacket,"
she said fingering his pin.
"I understand," said Alfie, see
ing the true significance of her
actions. "It's my pin you're
after."
Gently he took her arm and
broke it at the wrist. , ."Never
do that again," he said.
LITTLE MAN on CAMPUS
by Dick Bibler
flie iconoclast . . .
steve schultz
Unusual tho' it is for a Rag sior-onward-and - upward" atti-
columnist to praise or even
read another columnist's work,
I want to congratulate Sanford
McConnell for his horse sense in
the Monday edition. Seldom has
anyone represented the independ
ent viewpoint with such clarity;
the usual Selleck Quad whines and
rants were missing.. I was pleased
that San did not adopt the dis
guise of a have-not. Instead, he
seems to envision positive advant
ages to living in the Quad. As
one lone fraternity man let me
wish him more power.
Perhaps in view of McConnell's
exposition, I should attempt some
thing similar as a dissection of
the fraternity system. Unfortunate
ly the fraternity system seems
to be already dissecting itself.
Even the supposed leaders are
losing faith in one another. This
I say, borrowing from a long
interred handbook for rhetoricians)
is no time to look back; we
Greeks should retreat from the
immediate past as rapidly as pos
sible. Happily enough, one retreats
from the past only by going on to
the future.
During a rebuilding process one
is not necessarily faced with the
problem of , what the furute will
hold; one can build the future and
fill it any way he likes. Certainly
no one wants to pack it with the
brand of calumny that has been
circulating around campus since
the IFC explosion.
(I shall now adopt my "excel-
tude.)
The answer to the proteins
of the fraternity system seems to
me to rest in what we will be
hearing so much about during Re
ligious Emphasis Week: our com
mon Hebraic-Christian tradition.
Too often we Greeks forget that
the system is not an end, but a
means. Our groups exist as a
university exists for the purpose
of equipping the incoming fresh
men (Yes, that bunch of inefficient,
irritating, wise-cracking pledges)
and ourselves to be productive
members of the community. By
productive, I do not necessarily
mean monied or influential; I
mean spiritually self-sufficient.
This self-sufficiency does not im
ply a hermit habit. In fact, it
seems to me that it is most easily
gained in the give-and-take of
group living. Thus, the fraternity
system the "brotherhood" that
Shugrue and I have such fun
bandying about can be a con
tribution, if we will let it.
I -will not Pollyannishly suggest
that all the ills of the IFC will
be cured over a good-natured can
of brew. The application of religion
is not, I think, that simple. Rather,
we must have a growth within
each member, within each house,
and finally within the group as a
whole. This will be an arduous
job. I cannot find it in myself to
begin alone; I wish I could. But
it is not an impossible task.
End of sermon.
(Author f "Barteot Boy With Chetk 4le.)
LITERATURE CAN BE SCREAMS ! y
To save you tiresome days of reading, days that can
be more happily devoted to healthful winter activities
like skiing, tobogganing, and three card monte, this
column today presents digests of some classic novels that
are sure to come up in your lit courses.
The Scarlet Letter
This is a heart rending: story of a humble Boston lass
named Hester Prynne who is so poor that she does not
have enough to eat, nor a roof to cover her head. But
she is a brave, brawny lass and she never complains and
by and by her patience is rewarded: in the summer of
1859 she wins a football scholarship to Alabama.
Hester works hard and makes the varsity and wins
her letter. Everybody says she is a shoo-in for All-Conference
honors, but along comes the War Between the
States, and football, alas, is dropped for the duration.
Poor Hester goes back to Boston. It Is a bitter cold
winter, and poor Hester, alas, does not have a roof over
her head, and the only warm clothing: she owns is the
football sweater from Alabama, but that, alas, has a
big scarlet "A" on the front of it, and she can hardly wear
such a thing in Boston where Union sentiment runs
so high.
Poor Hester, alas, freezes to death.
Little Women
The Marches are a very happy family - and for no
reason whatsoever. They are poor as snakes ; they work
from cockcrow to evensong; their dear old father Philip
is away with the Union armies; and their mattresses are
lumpy.
Still, nothing can dampen the spirits of madcap Meir,
jocular Jo, buoyant Beth, animated Amy, and crazy old
Marmee, as the merry March girls lovingly call their
lovable mother.
Well sir, one Christmas the March girls get an in
vitation to a ball. But Beth reminds the sisters that they
can hardly go traipsing off and leave poor Marmee alone
at Christmas time. The sisters swear a lot, but they
finally agree with Beth.
Marmee, however, will not hear of it Xand' aake,
little women !" she cries. "You must go to the ball and
have some fun. There will be punch and ginger snaps
and confetti. Best of all, there will be morris dancing.
Oh, how your father and I used to love that!"
"I never knew father could dance," cries Meg.
M0h, yeah?" cries Marmee. "You should have seen
Philip morris!"
"Waa Philip a good morriser?" cries Jo.
"The best," cries Marmee. "Philip could morris in
long size and regular and was full of natural goodness
and fresh and firm and unfiltered too."
The girls are cheered to hear this and go to the ball.
Marmee stays home all alone, but soon gets a wonderful
surprise: Philip comes back from the war!
When the girls return from the ball, they find Marmee
and Philip morrising, and they cry "Huzzah I" and throw
their bonnets in the air, where they arc to this day. v
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