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The Doily Nebroskqn
Monday, March 3, 1958
Editorial Comment
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Freed Resolution May Help Free
Students From Unclear Laws
The Social Committee of the Student
Council has been referred a resolution
by Ken Freed, Business Administration
College representatiye, which requests
that the Division of Student Affairs
"clarify and codify the rules of social
conduct pertaining to the students" of
the University.
It Is commendable that the council
has taken such a step. There has been
dissension among numerous University
students about the policies of the Divi
sion of Student Affairs. Many students
feel that the department has been both
inconsistent and negative in its admin
istration of punishment for breaches of
social rules.
Whether or not the Student Affairs
has actually been Inconsistent is not
really the issue. The real issue is that
University students are not grade school
pupils. The step between college and
complete adulthood responsibility is not
great. One of the major responsibilities
that any adult has is to pay proper heed
to the laws established to regulate so
ciety. University students have this same re
sponsibility, and along with this responsi
bility comes a basic right the right to
have some say in the formation of the
laws to which one is subject. At the
present time there is no such right for
University students. Rules appear to be
established when needed to mete out
the punishment felt appropriate. Most
of this judging is done very quietly in
the confines of the Student Affairs of
fice. However, this practice can be changed
if the Student Council backs the Freed
resolution and the Division of Student
Affairs agrees to allowing student rep
resentatives to express their opinions
on what constitutes a crime and what
likewise constitutes an appropriate
punishment.
Administrators are not a bunch of
ogres and, in turn, are not perfect.
They are humans who once played the
same role that students are playing
now. It seems reasonable to believe that
they will be happy to cooperate with
the students in giving us a social code
if we desire one.
It appears that we do. So, the Stu
dent Council should act on this matter
as quickly as possible. It will not be
easy to draw up such a code, but it
will be rewarding. The reward will be
the development of a definite set of
roles and prescribed punishments that
can be handed to each and every student
attending the University with the in
formation that, "Here, this is what you
are expected to take note of while you
are enrolled here."
Both the administration and the stu
dents, if they do cooperate to this pro
posal, should take definite steps to make
the punishments more positive than
negative. Remember that it is the duty
of a judge to build in addition to merely
pass verdict.
If a student has spent two or three
years at the University and made con
structive achievements both scholastic
ally and in extra-curricular activities,
he should not have all of these con
structive achievements wiped out be
cause he happens to violate a minor
conduct rule.
This is not to say that he should not
be corrected. But to rule that a per
son's breach of conduct means that he
cannot take part in extra-curricular ac
tivities is not a correction, it is a com
plete destruction of all of his positive
acts for two or three years.
The Cost
Of News Getting
There are various various ways to
suppress the news.
One of them is to refuse access to the
news source.
Another is to make the access to the
news impossible.
Still another, and the most insidious
of the bunch, is the forcing of report
ers to pay for the "privilege" of ob
taining the news.
This is what happened to the Daily
Nebraskan reporter who covered the
Ivy Baker Priest appearance in Lincoln
over the weekend.
The Mortar Boards, that clever bunch
of babes in blue, struck our reporter
for a buck to get into the festivities
while allowing the local press free ad
mission to the doings.
We protest the unethical, arbitrary,
childish, inane stipulations laid down
by the Mortar Boards.
We are surprised that an official of
the United States Government would
allow such de facto suppression of the
news to take place.
Let the newspapers decide what is
worth bringing to the public's attention.
Let the press have free access to the
source of the news. Let no self-appointed
keepers of the gate halt the gather
ing of the news in any way, shape or
form.
From the Editor
private opinion
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Like most heroes of success stories
Herbert Block came up the hard way.
You know, a number of jobs, a war
record, and so forth.
But unlike some others in success
stories Herblock (thej
name he gave himself
while still drawing for!
a high school in Chi-j
cago) hasn't retired to
a golden castle and left!
the real work to flunk-!
ies.
A Chicago native,!
Block won a scholarship!
to the Art Institute,!
then worked for the
Daily News, the Na- Herblock
tioral Editorial Association and after
the war joined the staff of the Wash
ington Post.
His daily cartoons, which, I'm told,
are distributed to 200 newspapers
throughout the nation and slipped be
hind the Iron Curtain, are humorous
commentaries on the political life we
all find ourselves wallowing in at one
time or another.
Herblock has won all sorts of awards
from the Pulitzer Prize (twice) to the
special Sigma Delta Chi award in 1951.
He's a bachelor, so there are no femin
ine influences telling him to go easy on
any person in the government. He's a
hard worker, as I mentioned, so there's
little chance he'll fall into the pit of the
success-happy executive.
And starting this week, the Daily Ne
braskan will present for the enjoyment
of our readers the daily Herblock car
toon. Good enough?
A Bibler cartoon which appeared in
the University of Arizona Wilcat showed
Professor Snarf fussing over some evalu
ations which the students had made of
his teaching.
They ranged from "Drop dead, teach
er," to "Ever thought of retiring?" to
"Why not get into another line of work?"
to "Teacher, Ha!" and so on.
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It's apropos that at this time we have
the results of a real teacher evaluation
by students conducted in the Depart
ment of Speech. The chairman of the
department indicated, however, that the
ratings have generally been very objec
tive. They have helped the instructors
structure their courses and alter teach
ing styles.
Evaluations by students have a two
fold purpose. First, they give the student
his due responsibility as a tax-payer and
as an employer of the teachers. No one
can deny that students pay through the
nose for an education.
for they are expected -
to support the school &
taxes. So, how better
could the people of the
state discover the cali
bre of teachers than
have the taught rite.
The second benefit of
teacher ratings is that
that enable the teacher
to reevaluate himseif
in the light of the stu
dent. One associate professor recently
commented, "The only obligation I
have is to meet my classes. What I do
with them is my business." That's all
right as far as it goes.
But it doesn't speak well for the
teacher or his understanding of human
nature ... it does exist even in stu
dents. No fair mind'd teacher or depart
ment chairman would deny the value
of teacher ratings by students. They
are essential, particularly in courses
where habit has made the material
and the presentation stagnant.
The Uninversity would find itself
more esteemed by the students if the
people who foot the bills were given
a hand in determining what's good
and what's bad about the teaching.
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lath Mr R Manaclnx Editor Mark Lnndntrnm
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annulled darlfnr Aatwl, by etndent of the University rtsrht New. Editor Carole Frank
at pebraaka under the anthoriiatlon nf tbe Committee staff Writer. Manraret Wertman,
a Htndent Affair, ae an expree.lou of .tndent opinion. Herb Proba.ro, and Charle. Smith
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Looking Things Over My Weal Or Woe
by Kandish Satkunam
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The anxiety to learn nore
is becoming very keen and
the value of American educa
tion in its wide sense is well
recognized throughout the
world. In evidence of this we
find about 251 fortunate for
eign students at the Univer
sity of Nebraska taking vari
ous undergraduate and grad
uate courses. I am one of
these.
Malaya my country of or
iginis just above the equa-
A Few
Words
Of a Kind
e. e. hines
There is something god-like
about a book reviewer.
Perhaps I'm the only one
who feels this way. I'm not
exactly certain why I do. May
be it is be
cause I first
e c o u n t
ered book re
views in my
single digit
years. They
were always
tucked away
on a big
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page ucc VL
ads, comic e e
strips, ball scores and inter
esting pictures.
It must have been during
this time that I began to think
that book reviewers were all
knowing and never-erring.
Since these early years the
urge to be a book reviewer
has grown stronger and
stronger.
I stayed true to my de
sires to be a wise and ob
jective reviewer even in
grade school. When other kids
read the inside of book covers
or glanced at Classics Com
ics to get information for a
book report, I ploughed
through my chosen volume
without a single desire to
"take the easy way out."
I have finally decided that
if I want to tell anybody about
a book the only way to do it
is in this column.
As Mr. Shugrus might have
said, I have been reading
Leftover Life To Kill by Cait
lin Thomas.
The book is by the widow
of Dylan Thomas, a Welch
poet who would have over
joyed any bunch of sponge
bellied beer soaking collegians
who also have a leaning to
ward the intellectual (There
is speculation such animals
really exist).
The most captivating as
pect of the book is the im
agery used by Mrs. Thomas.
She asks: "What shall I do
with this cumbersome object
that nobody wants? It is no
good gracefully reclining on
the old abused stooge of indis
pensability; even the most
adored, and unique people,
whom to lose seems impos
sible': a positive whip-lash
in the fact of the human spir
it; even they are not Indispen
sable, once they have gone."
And comments: " 'Just lie
in the sun, dear, and relax;'
how easy to say; but as soon
ask me to relax as ask a
cork bobbing in the tempes
tuous waves to give up its
futile efforts and sink tran
quilly to the bottom of the
sea."
Her life with Dylan Thomas
was not wasted. Passages
such as these quoted show
that she absorbed much of
the spirit of the Welch poet
who was once the darling of
modern poetry, praised and
partied for by American cri
tics. Now, don't misunderstand
me. I am not saying that the
entire book is good. I'm only
commenting on the first 17
pages. That's all this lazy
book reviewer has had time to
finish. But someday if the
person who loaned it to me
a month ago doesn't rip it
away from me I'll finish
the book.
It is not easy to be an all
wise, god-like book reviewer.
by dick basoco
tor and had been under the
British rule for years. Most
of the students from Malaya
went over either to England
or Australia to further their
education, and a good num
ber of scholarships were
awarded by the government.
But since the Independence,
conditions have changed with
more Malayan students cast
ing their visions toward the
United States as an ideal cen
ter for knowledge and educa
tion. it -h -tt
Although Malaya has ob
tained its independence, it
still maintains some of its old
policies. Malaya does not
place an American degree
equivalent to that of a de
gree from the ?????? Uni
versity on the English Univer
sities. Also, the controller of
Foreign Exchange would not
give permission to send any
money to the United States
for purpose of meeting the
expenses of students who wish
to take undergraduate studies
from any of the American
universiies.
It is for these two main
factors that a good number
of Malayan students are un
able to take advantage of
American education unless
they are being awarded a
scholarship. Most American
scholarships are for tuition
only, unlike the British schol
arships which meet tuition,
board and lodging, and in
clude a subsistence allow
ance. With these present poli
cies it is not very possible
and prospective for Malayan
students to come over to
America for education.
Even with all the formali
ties and discouragement from
my folks, my determination
and will opened my way
through to attend the Univer
sity of Nebraska. Perhaps the
state of Nebraska wanted to
test me more on my deter
mination with the beautiful,
penetrating snow which I saw
for the first time although I
had seen it in the movies.
Just imagine yourself com
ing from a tropical country
with an even climate of 98
to 100 degrees and facing a
climate of 8 below. Somehow
I passed my test and here
I am slowly getting used to
the climate of Nebraska.
As usual when a foreigner
comes to a country which he
has not been to, he gathers
certain impressions about the
place, the people and the way
of life. Many of my American
friends were anxious to know
what I thought about the place
and the people of the U.S.
From my acquaintances
and movement with the peo
ple of this country, I gather
that they are always willing to
give a helping hand, and show
initiative, perseverance, cour
tesy and understanding. Fur
thermore the homely atmos
phere here is so pleasant that
I am not in a position to ex
perience the 'home sickness'
nor to have a moment to
think of home.
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Although it is only 15 days
since I have been to this coun
try, I have known or to be
more appropriate about 500
people have known me. They
remember me better than I
do about them. In the church,
at parties, and along the
streets I hear my friends call
ing, "Hi, Kandy," the short
Satkunam.
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Last Monday there was no
school because the day before
some 3000 students gathered
on the "lawn(?)" in front of
Adminny Annex, appealing to
the chancel
lor to show
the p r o p e r
spirit after
the basket
ball team
had beaten
Kansas.
I wonder
how many of
those 3000
were of the
female varie
ty. And I wonder just how
many of those enthusiastic,
full-of-Husker-spirit females
went to hear Ivy Baker Priest
last Saturday.
Sure, it cost a buck to hear
the Treasurer of the United
States speak, but I wonder
how many of the girls that
romped around last Monday
spent at least a buck and a
quarter for a six-pack of their
favorite brew. Now I didn't
get a chance to hear her, but
I imagine Ivy had as much
to say as a bubbling bottle
of booze.
The "sixth man tradition"
and day off have been publi
cized as being a big step in
ridding the campus of
the apathy that has been so
prevelant this year in all
campus doings. But a couple
of Mortar Boards had to run
around phoning sororities at
10:30 Saturday morning, beg
ging the girls to come to the
speech and subsequent d i s
cussions so that there would
be a reasonably sizable
throng on hand.
But H's obvious the MB's
missed the boat completely.
If they'd have had Kubacki
there to speak, maybe they'd
have had a crowd.
Sure, apathy's on the way
out. Oh, yes.
And Pappa's beard gets
greyer . . .
Last Friday night I defied
Time's review and went to
see Selznick's rather inade
quate interrelation of Hem
ingway's A Farewell to Arms.
I was treated to an awesome
spectacle of fine pho
tography (except when either
the camera or projector was
out of focus) and an outstand
ing example of overacting,
underacting, and no acting,
depending on the scene and
the star.
When I read the book, I
kind of got the impression
that Lt. Henry wasn't the
most admirable of characters.
But Rock Hudson made him
look like an AU-American
Boy. Now the spectator had
to feel sort of sorry for ol'
Rock. He did try so hard.
But he just didn't express
grief when he was supposed
to; he merely looked like a
high school play ham.
Take the death scene of
Jenifer (Catherine Barkley)
Jones for an example. And by
the way, I wish someone had
taken it before I saw it. I
read or heard somewhere that
I'd never forget Miss Jones'
interpretation of the heroine.
This is probably the under
statement of the year; how
could anyone forget it?
But back to the death
scene. Jenny is lying on the
hospital bed, dying after giv
ing birth to a dead baby. In
a tragic voice she asks, "Is
it raining?" Now all through
the show, whenever anything
happens it's raining. Jenny is
so terrified of the rain any
way, so Rock, brave soul that
he is, replies with trembling
lips that no, it fcn't raining
despite the fact that it looks
like the 40th night by this
time. Jenny could have looked
out the window to see if he
was telling the truth, but she
doesn't and can die in peace.
But Rock suddenly remem
bers that Jenny's fear of the
rain stems from dreams she
has of dying in the rain. It
all catches up the poor guy,
and he breaks down and
starts bawling. But don't wor
ry about stout old Rock, those
of you who saw him at his
best in Giant. He isn't really
crying; that much is obvious.
Rock heaves his massive
shoulders a couple of times,
puts his head in his hands
(here I think he was rubbing
his eyes to get them to an
appropriate shade of red for
the ensuing closeup of hif
face), and then he casually
places his head on Jenny's
stomach, which I am sura
helped the hemorrhag
ing which she is undergoing
along. And Rock's prayers go
unanswered, and Jenny
Jones, girl nurse, "expires.
The film ends with Rock
walking on and on down the
street. And that's what the
film did: went on and on.
If movies "were never bet
ter," TV dealers can figure
on making a killing. I think
I'll watch Zane Grey and Reel
Skelton next week.
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