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The Daily Nebraskan
TiiosHgy. April 29, 1958
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Foreign Student Policy: 'All Wrong'
The Idea of bringing students from for
eign lands to the United States in order
to study in American colleges and high
schools is all wet, George Gallean, Mil
tary Affairs Expert of the French News
Agency, indicated in Lincoln.
Gallean said that the need lies in bring
ing underprivileged foreign youths to
America so they can compare life in a
free capitalistic society with life in
He suggested, even, that youths from
the ages of 15 to IS, born Into Com
munistic families be the ones on which
our exchange program should center.
"These young people have never known
what it is like to live in homes supported
by capitalistic working classes," he
noted. And he implied that the greatest
propaganda value for the free society
comes not from having well-to-do stu
dents visit the United States but to have
the impressionable underp r i v i 1 e g e d
youths in our land.
He is right to a certain extent. Cer
tainly It is Important for the other
nations of the world to obtain scientists,
men of letters, engineers. And certainly
we would want to offer to these young
people the opportunities of our educa
tional systems. Free exchange of ideas
on an advanced plane can be a highly
potent tool in combatting communism.
Yet a need has grown up to enlighten
the younger generation, the probing gen-
Week after week the number of per
sons opposed to the continuance of nu
clear test explosions seems to be grow
ing. The latest outstanding humanitarian
to make a stand on the issue is Dr.
The Nobel peace prize-winning doctor
and philosopher urged unconditional sus
pension of such tests before the world's
atmosphere is poisoned fatally by radio
active pollution. He specifically urged
the United States to take this action as
the only way to prevent a nuclear war.
His plea was made in a lecture espe
cially recorded for broadcast over a
Norwegian radio. He called first of all
for a conference of U.S., Britain and
Russia to work out an agreement for
abandonment of nuclear tests and weap
ons, and said that it is the duty of
women, as mothers, to demand a final
halt to tests.
Dr. Schweitzer's concern for the human
race is reflected in the devoted services
he has made in his jungle hospital in
French Equatorial Africa, and perhaps
even more in this probably hopeless plea
for discontinuance of atomic bomb test
ing. Scientists have repeatedly admitted
that America is a hot spot as far as
radiation goes, and that radiation can
have a profound effect on future genera
tions of man. The world can not continue
to label those persons pleading for dis
continuance of bomb testing as mere
prophets crying in the wilderness.
eration with the merits of an economic
system based on free enterprise.
"Work through your trade unions to
bring the lower classes of Europe to
America to see what can be done through
capitalism," Gallean said.
Noting that his position with the huge
French News Agency which serves some
(.000 newspapers throughout the world
has taken him to all parts of the globe,
Gallean said that young communists or
younger men and women who have been
influenced are thirsting for a look at
what America has done.
They are not stupid youths, Gallean in
dicated. They want to compare the bene
fits of the ways of life and make the
choice which would better their chances
for economic security in our world.
Our policy of bringing foreign students
to this country is based on their ability to
pay their own way. Perhaps we should
re-evaluate the overall program and
come up with a plan, which could be
supported fcy the American unions, di
rected at strengthening the propaganda
war with the communists.
America is on the block one way or the
other. Americans have not been afraid to
show off their wares in the past. And any
expansion on our capitalistic way of life
into the minds and pocketbooks of the
underprivileged of the world certainly
would be a blow against the Red propa
ganda war against the free enterprise
It's a sad world for those girls who
have been planning to be tomorrow's
torch singers. An announcement made
by a Stanford University throat spe
cialist has made it very clear that what
lies ahead for the majority of them is
a set of ruined vocal cords.
The specialist, Dr. Paul J. Moses, said
that the sweet and sassy singing that
keeps the boys' tongues hanging out
these days is putting too much tension
on the vocal cords. The result is strain
and consequent lumps of tissue on the
cords. That, in turn, means the gal
won't be able to continue her sassy sing
ing ways unless she has an operation,
which still doesn't insure that her vocal
cords will regain their old usefulness.
But that's not all the doctor warns
about. He also points his finger at yelling
and cheer leading. Abolish them, he
asserts. My goodness! What does this
mean? No more skirt clad cheerleaders?
No more Tassels? Heaven forbid!
It would seem to be a pity to see the
passing of the frenzied female screaming
her voice away at the football or basket
ball game, but then one must think of
their health. And besides, what man
ever thought it romantic after a football
game to ask his girl if she still loved
him and to get a reply strangely remi
niscent of a very sad cow. Speak soft
and sweet and gentle, ladies.
From the Editor
We've been accused of failing to trade
The American universities, that is. One
of the French journalists who was among
the group of 34 foreign military experts
to visit the campus the past few days,
said that schools in his home land have
a tendency to place higher values on the
free exchange of ideas whereas the
American colleges propound facts.
Ideas are the backbone of a univer
sity, he said. And he added that as a
student thinks, so his country will think
In a few years. Here in America he said
that a test tests not how to use what you
know but what you know. "And educa
tion isn't any good unless you can apply
It to your lives, unless you can be a bet
ter, more thoughtful person for it."
Of course, his statements were gen
eralizations. Some professors here at the
University are far more concerned with
understanding what you know than with
dates and names. But the first impact
of the university on the student Is the
Impact of the "what" rather than the
"why." This Is an unhealthy situation,
The Frenchman said that one of the
factors which enhances the growth of
Independent thinking in his country is
the existence of cafes all over the coun
try. "Students can go into a cafe any
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hour of the day or night and meet with
his friends, his professors, his enemies
and argue." They may drink what they
like in the cafes, uninterrupted by rock
and roll, uninterrupted far into the night.
"In an atmosphere such as the cafe,
the student knows that his ideas can
obtain immediate application." I sup
pose he can change his mind just as
easily as he can sip some more of what
ever he has ordered.
This cafe business reminds me of what
Margaret Mead says about a good story.
"The ideal setting is a cafe." There,
unobstructed by intrusions a play of
idea upon idea can hold the center of
interest for hours. In a story the cafe,
as the setting, can house all sorts of
characters, from the brilliant Boswells
to the stupid lackeys.
The cafe could be the workshop of a
university, I take it. With no emphasis
there placed on who is going to put the
next nickel into the juke box or who is
going to be the flunkey to snatch the
next test from the teacher's desk, life
may move along wonderfully, Insplrlng-
Now someone should open a cafe here
on our campus being careful to place a
sign over the entrance, "Thinkers Only."
Yet it might not he a bad idea to let
some of the students in, too.
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"Well, Men, What'll We Refrain From
A Few Words Of A Kind
by e. c. Lines
By Mehyn Eikleberry
But this hap-
Do you feel unnoticed?
Here's the cure: Whenever
you walk into a crowded ele
vator, say out loud, I sup
pose you are all wondering
why I called
will do it.
I d o n't
cause I don't
g ener ally,
until I'm out
pened, and I ran into a hot
one written about 2000 years
ago. I refer to The Art of
Love by Publius Ovidius Naso
(Ovid for short). Ovid gives
advice on how to choose, win,
and keep a love partner.
Love is a disease, he insists,
and he also gives the pre
scription for its cure. Some
of his suggestions are a little
dated, but his knowledge of
the psychology of love is still
The cynicism of Mr. Ovid
is very funny. In his section
to men, he insists that women
use deception as their na
tural weapon, and that it is
only fair for men to use de
ception, too. For example, he
advises men on the writing
of love letters: "Above
everything else, promise,
promise, promise. Promises
cost you nothing. You're a
millionaire in promises." But
in a section of advice to T'am
en, Ovid says that women
are generally not deceivers,
that men are the deceivers,
and that it is only fair for
the women to use counter
deceit against the men.
One bit of advice drips
There is also the matter of
tears: a very useful resource
upon occasion. If you have
quarreled, let her see you
weep. Quite likely you will
be unable to squeeze out any
thing when the situation re
quires, for they don't always
flow when you want them to
Have the presence of mind
to poke a finger in your eye.
The meaning of the term
"gold.cn age" is drastically
redeffhed as he says: "Re
member, you are living in
the golden age, for gold will
buy you anything you wish."
People (blobs of proto
plasm) have been asking me
how I am. 1 don't think they
really care. "Still fighting"
is my stock: answer to a
stock question; this uninfor
mative reply refers to a gen
eral attitude, but particularly
to my great crusade against
the sack dress. Here is my
Slogan for Spring:
Skirts for tomatoes,
Sacks for potatoes!
There is always the horrible
suspicion that a girl wearing
the sack is filling it to.
If last week's column
seemed a little goofy to you,
perhaps it was the result of
typographical errors. If this
column appears printed in a
mangled condition, I'll go to
a school where I can join an
unlucky Russian Roulette
What kind of drab life have
I been leading? I haven't
added a new joke to my
repertoire for days and my
biggest personal discovery of
the last 2
weeks is the
dime I found
in my suit
has come to
call a halt to
and to put a
Now? Why, slow down of
course. Slow down and enjoy
things take time out to talk
with friends, read books,
clean and smoke pipes, argue
with my roommate, do my
assignments for a change.
Being an extrovert is a try
ing business. If you don't
want to be repetitious with
the same jokes, same sea
stories, same old complaints
you've got to stop and play
introvert long enough to let
a little new life sink in.
For example, in these few
moments of silence I've been
thinking of all of the repar
tees I might have come up
with the other evening if I
hadn't been in such a hurried
and unrested state.
I was telling this story to
Now Hollow Flames . . .
By Dave Rhoades
Well, we were all going to
this party out west and I was
going to write and tell you
about it but unfortunately I
got there kkida late so there's
not much to say. Driving out
only an oc-
cas i o n a 1;
blinking of '
uiuse D,tu a.,
lights which! . .
were on t he "-; r.
side if thfi I
even they dis- 4
we could Rhoades
drive faster now 45 I think.
Finally came to the bumpy
gravel road we were promised
on the map which was given
us the day before. After
awhile we came to this town
and the only thing going on
was all this activity around a
school with a few cars and
some kids. The map said left
which I did and after a cou
ple of miles it said left again
which I didn't which was the
cause of all the trouble for
being late to the party.
So I went for miles in those
ruts and over narrow bridges
and railroad tracks. Finally
stopped the car and looked
again at the map but this
didnt help me any because
I couldn't tell which arrow I
was on. I drove into this farm
yard and woke up some lady
Good For Grint I
Among the pupils in a high
school chemistry class was
a lad who had a tendency to
monopolize discussions. The
teacher decided thai, such a
troublesome habit should be
called to the attention of his
parents. On his report card
she wrote: "Allan is a good
student but he talks too
much." Several days later the
report was returned. Under
neath the comment the boy's
father had added :"You should
meet his mother." (The Read
The new cook seemed to be
a find. We had agreed on
hours, wages and days off.
"My husband is very punctu
al," I said. "But sometimes,'
I added apologetically "he
brings home unexpected
guests for dinner. I would sug
gest you always be prepared
for such an emergency."
"Yes, ma'am," Elinor nod
ded. "I'll keep my tags
packed." (The Reader's Di
The professor, a 6worn en
emy of coeducation, asserted:
"It's impossible to teach a
boy mathematics if there's a
girl in the class." "Oh, come,"
ly there might be an exception
to that." "There might be,"
snapped the professor, "But
he wouldn't be worth teach
ing!" (The Readcr'6 Digest)
who was wearing an old bath
robe and had her hair in news
She said for me to go east
but I had to stop her right
there because I had no idea
which way was east so she
said to go this way from the
driveway and then right two
corners down and etc. ,
Well, I finally made it to
this dilapidated farmhouse
and over the door was their
sign MEMBERS OXLY. So I
got inside and there were all
these couples sitting around
and about 80 extra chairs in
the dark room. Just to the left
was the kitchen with a light
and more people sitting around
opening bottles and eating
pickles and radishes. The
first thing which I heard was
that someone needed the bot
tle opener from the dark room
and someone came out final
ly and threw it to her.
This guy was sitting on the
arm of her chair and they
were talking and she finally
got her bottle open. She made
some comment about the
fact that she had once made
a study on pipes and said
that mine was apple-shaped
which reminded me that it
was actually not my pipe and
I had borrowed it from the
house. Her name was Audrey
sweet Audrey she re
minded me later and was very
friendly and talkative. About
this time a whole carload of
new couples came in the door
and everybody kinda woke up
and once again there were
more cries for the opener and
Then this one girl stumbled
out of the door and I fol
lowed her because I was go
ing out to the car anyway
for a pencil and some paper
from the glove-compartment
She too was talkative and
seemed to want to talk about
a new jazz program on TV
which she had seen the last
Friday evening from Los An
geles. She explained it w a s
called Stars of Jazz and had
all sorts of progressive jazz
and interesting ways of pre
senting it so it didn't just
sound neat but looked neat too
on TV. She said it was just
a new program on Channel 7
and Ruth Price was the fea
tured singer who couldn't real
ly sing but had an interesting
voice. About this time every
body poured out of the house
and were all going home.
1 had used up a half a tank
of gas just coming out to the
place and so one of the cars
said for me to follow it and
blink the lights if it ran out.
So we sped along at a heck
of a pace with this front car
kicking up all sorts of dust
for me to drive into.
Well we finally made It on
that tank of empty gas and
when we got back, all was
quiet except for a few lights
and cars and another o 1 d
lady with her hair up in newspapers.
my bundle full of not too fas
cinated listeners when a
young duet piped in with a
lot of sarcastic remarks. In
my kindness of the moments
I mostly ignored them, but
if I had it all to do over
again. . . Boy, the stuff I
could say if I had it all to
do over again; the perfect
squelches I could conjure up.
One of the duet is a drum
mer. In reply to his com
ments I might have said,
"He's played the drums so
long he's starting to think he
should act like a native."
And to the other member
of the duet, a piano player,
I might have said, "You'll
have to excuse the kid. No
one told him there wasn't
going to be a piano here and
he forgot to bring his own.
You know how maladjusted
some folks can be without
their psychological props."
But it's much too late for
that. The present must be
used for other things besides
thinking up unuseable repar
tees. Walter Mitty and I don't
have a chance!
It might be added in pass
ing that I'm not the only per
son in this melancholy state.
One young lady a cute thing
with big blue eyes that make
me think of her resemblance
to the little cartoon girl in
Campbell's soup ads w a s
discussing the state of her
love life and exclaimed, "The
world is full of used-to-be's."
I shouted. "Just what we'va
been discussing in English
26," I thought,
"I'm just pretty clever,"
"Yeah," I muttered,
"You cant escape from
reality," I thought again.
"Words come and words go,
loves come and loves go, and
love and dove will probably
always rhyme with butter-tub."
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