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. ma lllitlMMW a Paqe 2 The Daily Nebraskan TiiosHgy. April 29, 1958 Editorial Comment (l CANT STAND IT) Iay,vvin I V'" I ( ttf DAD HAS, V. V ,'-j if !'. I I6 I U r1 .' 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 other states. 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- Poison Matter 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. Albert Schweitzer. 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 system. Sassy Singing 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 private We've been accused of failing to trade In ideas. 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, I gather. 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 opinion . . dick shugruc 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- iy. 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. SET SIXTY -SEVEN TEARS OLD OnlwnltT. Taa Knmi af tha Nabntkaa ataff am Member: A-l.ted CollerUf Pre ZTTZT' " ' " Intercollegiate PrW aabwrlpHaa rate an fz.&e acr aamaatar a M for BpreBtt!ve: National Advertising aaia a. -.,- i-.-,ji Eetaiaa aa aaaaad alaaa aaatta at tba pott afll gervlee Incorporated ., th. , . mt. Published at: Room 20, Student Union editorial staff 14th at R E!2Zu.V ,Meh raa MlUniaJ Cdttnr .......... tsniaat HIimm Lincoln. 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That will do it. I d o n't gen erally write any thing about books, be cause I don't g ener ally, read books until I'm out of magazines. 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 timely. 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 with cynicism: 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. a a 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 team. 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 trousers. The time has come to call a halt to this trend, and to put a little more spice back into life. 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 was lonely,! 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 road. Finally. 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 er's Digest) a a 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 gest) a 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 paper curlers. 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 for pickles. 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." "Wonderful romanticism,' I shouted. "Just what we'va been discussing in English 26," I thought, "I'm just pretty clever," she said. "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." Will for these dependable candidates Agriculture- ROBERT PAINE Arts & Science- CHARLES WILSON Business Administration- ROBERT BIAIR JACK MUCK Engineering DAVE GODBY JOHN NEILSON GEORGE POKIER Law HARRY HAVERLY Teachers CHARLES HUSTON HARRY TOLLY Student Council Elections May 5th Am'EltTJHKMENT ! f