The daily Nebraskan. ([Lincoln, Neb.) 1901-current, September 17, 1958, Page Page 2, Image 2
.WU.i....!. ,- , ..- , - -I ,! m.iii , miiii,. , ,, . ....... .,, ...i .i.w Wja MW,v-:.M- Poge 2 The Doily Nebroskon Wednesday, September 17, 1958 1 Editorial Comment Prejudice Ad Nauseam Out of the mouths of babes. . . . Ask any little kid in a newly integrated school in the south how he feels about the Negro sitting next to him. Unless his parents have already brain washed him, the youngster will probably say there isn't a bit of difference between them. If parents, who have for years nurtured their prejudices against the Negroes, have had a chance to instill their own feel ings in their children, mental segrega tion will continue, will flourish. Decent Americans, on the other hand, who have given Negroes equal opportuni ties and have watched them become as fine Americans as anyone else, know that segregation of the races is a crime against humanity. The United States Supreme Court ruled that segregation of the races in the pub lic schools is unconstitutional. This ruling stems from the fact that the only differ ence between the races which is provable is the pigmentation of the skin. Any other difference alleged by anyone is yet to be proved. Where does America stand, then, in the view of the peoples of the world, two thirds of which are not white? Perhaps the ruling the Supreme Court came too early for the people in the South who have built and supported the color line for hundreds of years. Perhaps the ruling of the high court was too harsh for the smooth landlords and the wild eyed rabble rousers. But either way you look at it, the ruling of the Supreme Court is the supreme law of the land and it cannot be rebuked by w hite or colored persons. Unknown to the people of the South or of the North who oppose integration of the schools or the buses, unknown to the children themselves who' innately have no objection to integration, the civil wav is over. The right of the states has been defined. At the same time the right of every hu man being to equal treatment before the law and equal respect before God and man has been reaffirmed by the bloodshed of thousands of Northerners and. Southerners. Now where do we stand? First of all, we object to a delay of in tegration by the government of any state or the police forces in any state. Secondly we oppose any American who raises his voice, tinted with prejudice and ignorance, who fights to maintain the color line. Thirdly, we defy any American to prove there is a basic difference between the black and the white races, other than the fact that the Negro has been trampled on for too many years and has taken it for too many generations. The Daily Nebraskan understands that certain social problems accompany inte gration. The pride of millions of Amer icans will be hurt to admit that the Negro is just as good as the whtie. But it's the law of the land; it's the law of God; it's the law of common sense. If the color line isn't dropped when it must be dropped, prejudice will flourish in our land as it has in the past in Ger many and other nations. Next the Orien tals, then the Jews and then the Catholics will be the victims of rank prejudices. Our nation will lose the respect of the world. We have already lost face and must stop battling against our own ideals, our own moral standard. 'Crime' and 'Punishment Of course we all have the best inten tions to be models of perfect conduct this year, but chances are that some of us will go astray. That means we may have to appear before an, as yet, untried Student Tribunal. . The Daily Nebraskan, old-timers will recall from the distant past of last year, backed the formation of such a group to mete out punishments to fit student crimes. The tribunal has since been formed but not without a few regrets on the part of some of its best backers. The major objection to the setup is that tri bunal sentences, findings, or what have you, possibly will not be announced to the school public. If the purpose of the tribunal's forma tion has .been to help remove- uncertaintly as to the type or degree of punishment a student might receive for some breech of conduct, there is absolutely no sense in not releasing tribunal findings and orders. If such a step is not taken, punishments and the reasons for them still remain mat ters for endless false speculation and unin forme malcontent. No one would dream of keeping civil rules and punishments from the public. Why then play kindergarten law in col lege? How is one to know the value of the tribunal and its judges unless he knows what the happy little group is doing? Your Newspaper The Daily Nebraskan is not the proud possession of a few individuals who began writing wordy themes on Manifest Des tiny during fourth grade history classes. It belongs to" every student on campus. No one, who by demand of his job must ' sit long hours in a not overly large office and write not overly pedantic editorials, can be expected to realize all of the gripes and satisfactions of members of the stu dent body. If there is student opinion which does not find voice in the "Rag" it is because these individuals with strong feelings don't submit letters to the editor and don't contact the staff about their dissatisfactions or what have you. The Daily Netraskan, if you are one of these souls, would like to hear from you. And if there are ?.ny budding poets on campus, we would like to see their stuff for pos sible publication in the Campus Green. From the Editor A Few Words of a Kind e. e. hincs Scanning through "Playboy" I discover that the magazine's editors have discov ered that "not even in the business world is attire more significant in establishing social acceptance than in college." This is not bad newt. What is bad is the list of things (Just the basic ones, mind you) that a well-dressed college man should not have to borrow. The list reads like this: Four suits, three or four pairs of slacks, three sports jackets and one blazer, four pairs of shoes, nine dress shirts, 10 neckties, seven pairs regular socks, six pairs white athletic socks, two pairs black silk t or nylon for formal wear, I four sweaters, two pairs of I tennis shorts, one pair ten I nis sneakers, six T-shirts, one golf jacket, one golf cap, seven sports shirts, one hat and one Ivy cap, one formal tails (optional, by jove), and one dinner jacket. it Having carefully noted all tfe these "must" articles, I mentally scanned by ward robe. I recalled that I had about 10 pairs of socks, including the ones I wore yes terday which sported open air toes. Ath letic shorts I have not owned since I tossed away my white physical education shorts upon completing high school phys ical education requirements in 1952. Ten- e.e. nis sneakers . and I departed company when I got out of the service and checked in my shoes to special services. If I count my high school graduation suit and the charcoal one I plan to give to Goodwill Industries, I have the required four suits. Slacks, if they were ever clean, I have at least the minimum quota. Sports jackets, counting my blue and charcoal California spook ;oat, number two. I have one blazer. The result of high pressure salesmanship and a love for the fantastic. Sweaters, four or five all outdated ex cept my red sweater, which shall never grow old. In the sports shirt field I am up to snuff if I cheat and include the two pink sports shirts, hold-overs from the "I'm a cat, you a cat, everybody a cat" days of 1954-55. Hats and caps I do not believe in. Last year I lost my old Doane freshman beanie purchased originally in 1953. This leaves me bare headed. (And it is not true that my head is so big I can't find a hat to fit it). Wait, correction. I own a Little League baseball cap worn this summer in the two Press versus Radio-TV games at Sherman Field. Formal wear I rent when the occasion demands. This is seldom; apparently women like me better informally and, therefore, never invite me to formals. Daily Nebraskan SIX TT-EIGHT TEARS OLD Member: Assoeiatea" Colleriat Press Intercollegiate Press KtpreaeBUtiTt: National Advertising Set-rice, Incorporated Published t: Boon 20, Student Union Lincoln, Nebraska 14th & R ' r Iai!7 Nebraska I mbll.hr4 Mundav. Taraoar. Hmomttomt ana rrttar arto( th araoul ar, nrvt nruI vkWM mm rtmm iwrlnaa. tor atltamta mt thr taivrrtlty f Krtrmka tmomt thr awtaerticattea t 1hm rammtttw mm tw4ft1 4flr nvrrmtmm mt -irm mvtmKm. rabllra:a MMfar thr jarMittloa af th ubmmttt (Mi Mi,"-'' fwti ' ' -- hsll tw f-e-. f r m trtal rraanrnla om thr part nf lh Owhrommltt mt mm to port mt aajr nnhf mt th faraltjr mt Uw Lu- Ttty. Tbe mi aahara mt Mm Krtrraakaa ataff art ar wmaiH n,ymicto tot what the? Mr, or mm mt tmrntm t mt artnt-4. rtbroaiy S. 1SS- aiwrtptoa rmu-t art H mot wwila or H far tfca aa4rmle year, Katarra a aaean rlaaa mater at tha and affloa la Uaeuia, .Venraaka. anaar tha set mt amioat 4. 112. EDITORIAL STAFF Tiior Eraaat Maca Managlnf RoHor (wn Muyrr ftmlor Maff Writer F.mml. iAmmo apart r.alfar Kaaaall Laaabrrt Copt Kaliora Carroll Kraai, Dlaos MamaHt, Kaadra Kuilr, Orrtrnra So. rrfn MarUjra f of -i . Auaara ttaaira, Wm Hralthnrrarr. I BIXKtta ITArT B4laaa Maaafrr -itrrm rVflrnllar Aaltnt Baa Maaafra fttaa Kalmart. rhartoaia Oraaa, Baa Hall. CtrcuiaUua M mater. t. . .... morrj Trap THE STRANGE WOtlO SS5 I (i'VAOW TO VV1 TEN !WjlIlS My Weal Or Woe by dick bosoco I see where that intangi ble something called "spirit" is already getting kicked around this year. Last year there was so little of it (spir it) that all people could do was talk about it and . all the words written and fT spoken on the s 4 subject got .V! I -pretty bor- yJV - mf'can see it. yK happening all over again Basoco this year, but nonetheless my two cents had better be add ed to the whole mess. So stifle your yawns and be brave. I think this whole thing is being gone at with the wrong attitude. Don't get me wrong; I'm all for spirit at rallies and athletic events and just about anyplace. If some one wants to start leading cheers over a coffee cup in the Crib, more power to them. What I object to is this idea that this thing called the Extra Point Club is going to be a big factor in generating an enthusiastic student body participation. I question whether or not it will be a factor at all. The fact that I might be pressured into contributing a buck by one of the brothers who happens to be yell king doesn't mean that I'm going to be inspired to attend any more rallies than I have in the past, nor does it mean that I'm going to yell any more at the games than I have in the past. I'm not trying to squelch this dollar drive at all, but let's realize just just what we're paying for. We aren't paying for more spirit; we're paying a buck or more each ! so that the athletic de partment can go out and say "See, we can give you as much as those Oklahoma oil men can." It is hoped that we will pay through the nose to the tune of $15-20 thousand so that we will have good reason to go out on the same field with clubs like Penn State, Okla homa, and so on. Theoretically, with this additional income we are going to be able to buy more and bigger mastadons to go out and smash what we hope are smaller mastadons every Saturday. Thuse guys, we must realize, don't play for the fun of it, le(. alone for peanuts. They play for pay, and if we're going to be big league we're going to have to shell out the sheckles to do it. Therefore, we aren't paying Bungling By Dick Shugrue 1 to get more spirit. We're pay ing to buy better ball play ers, which is hoped will re sult in winning more games, which is hoped will result in keeping the boys who pay out more than a buck each happy, which will (It is devoutly hoped) result in the coaches keeping their jobs for a long er period of time, which may lift the students out of their lethargy. What bothers me is that every time 20 thousand of us scrounge up a dollar, Okla homa just sinks another oil well and gets twice as much in their athletic till. But why not really go off the deep end and think about the fact that this really is an academic university, despite all rumors and evidence to the contrary. If we want to contribute $20 thousand, why don't we use it to get or maybe just try and keep a couple of good professors for a change? Or, with that much loot, we could rush right out and get no less than 40 Christmas type trees such as the one by the administra tion's great glass hall. But maybe a winning season on the gridiron would be more beautifying for the campus. I do think we ought to sup port the team though. Maybe I'm off base, but I think we ought to support the team even if they do lose. I don't think we have to pay to get a winning team and, therefore, spirit. But then I don't think football or bas ketballor track or ping pong is any more than a sport. I'm not even sure that foot ball is as important as life. But as I said, I'm probably backwards or retarded .... or something. Nowadays when students say the revolution is coming they mean it. The revolution they're talk ing about is regarding the parking situ ation along U n i v ersity streets. The s t u dent body, if I may gener alize for a moment, doesn't like the two hour parking rule. I surveyed Shugrue 50 students who live and park on the campus and not a one of them approved of the new two-hour rule. Students are practical hu man beings. Their objections to the new rule are not en tirely selfish unless you could call their concern for the safety of their cars un warranted selfishness. "It's park on S Street or park in the 17th Street lot and have my car stripped," one senior told me. Another said the city police have no business on the cam pus; that the campus is es sentially state property and the lines of jurisdiction should be drawn. The solution to the problem can come when: 1) The student council de termines (officially it's been determined unofficially) what the pulse of the student body is regarding the new parking ru'. 2) The student body in forms the administration of its objection and a practical solution (such as elmination of freshman cars) is proposed to curb the, parking bottleneck. Lettcrip Late Fees Dear Editor: This machine age may de mand mass efficiency on the part of the student, but I con fess that I do not have a photographic memory. In brief, I lost the little slip given us last fall which told us when to pay fees. Consequently, I wound up on campus Friday to pay fees only to find that I had to wait until Monday and give the University an extra $3.50 Is it too much to ask the administration to 'send out a friendly reminder to those who have pre-registered re minding them of the registra dates? A POOR MAN 3) The student body pres sures the city council through a boycott action on' Lincoln business houses until the two hour parking is removed. Or . . . 1) The University guaran tees the protection of the cars parked in the 17th Street lot and insures them against loss, theft, etc. 2) The University sticks up for the student body rather than for the public relations lobbies which are trying to ap pease local government. This is a state institution and as such should have cer tain privileges. The city has sliced our cam pus in half making arterials out of our main streets. How long are the students going to be pushed around and continue to like it with the traditional Ivy smiles on their faces? Here's to the good old days when college was college and fun was fun and a student demonstration was laughable. Here's to the days when a student could throw a smoke bomb at a sorority house, play a prank, squirt a hoss without fear that a police offi cer would level a pistol, screech a siren or drag you off to jail. Here's to the days when . . . well, them days are gone for ever. For the benefit of the new students on the campus, there's a body of judges on the campus called the student tribunal. The two professors on the body are above reproach. A couple of students are washed-out activities men. Another is a law college man; little known, although competent. By the Author of "RoH Round the Flag. Boy! "and, "Barefoot Boy with Cheek.") ONCE MORE UNTO THE BREACH Today begins my fifth year of writing this column, and what an eventful five yean it has been! What things have these old eyes not seen! What great discoveries have rocked the world the anti-proton, for instance, and the anti-neutron, and high-low split, and Brigitte Bardot! In these five years it has also been discovered that American smokers like two kinds of cigarettes filter and non-filter. The Philip Morris Company makes both kinds. I mention the Philip Morris Company becau.se they pay me to mention the Philip Morris Company. They sponsor this column. I write it and then they give me money. Then I take the money and pay my grocer, my butcher, my gardener, and my four madrigal singers. In this way full employment is maintained and wa avoid a repetition of the Panic of 1873 when bread riots killed over 98 million people in Muncie, Indiana, and millions of others were reduced to ghost-writing Ph. D. thews to keep body and soul together. But enough of gloom. Let us get back to cheerful subjects, like the products of the Philip Morris Company. For those of you who wish filter cigarettes there is Marlboro, which now, more than ever, gives you a lot to like a brand new improved filter and a wonderful flavor that comes breezing right through. For those of you w ho wish non-filter cigarettes, there is Philip Morris, a mild natural blend, flavorful, fresh, and thoroughly agreeable. For those of you who can't decide between filters or ncn-filters but have an affinity for packages, I should like to point out that both Marllxro and Philip Morris come in Ixath the crush proof Flip-Top Box and the good old-fashioned Soft Pack, and you will surely want several of each for your collection. Speaking for myself, I smoke both Marlboro and Philip Morris in both packs. What 1 do is make kind of a fun tiling out of it In my bedroom I have four signs, one on each wall, which say in turn: "PHILIP MORMS-SOFT PACK", "PHILIP MORRIS-FLIP-TOP." " MARLBORO SOFT PACK" and "MARLBORO FLIP-TOP". When I get up in the morning I put on a blindfold and then my faithful cat Rover spins me around six times and then, with many a laugh and cheer, I walk forward with my finger outstretched and the first sign I touch is the cigarette I smoke that day I ioui blanket. ) UHAT A8E MX 6&HG TO DO uWN SET TOO OLD TO tXfgA6 IT AQOUHZ? j Or l: ISfe'l t .mm IJ' foot b- 'I I ltKN"miNWN5 5EClOU5LY OF HAViNS IT MADE OVEK INTO A SP02T COAT; Support , The Extra Point Club As you can imagine, this little game has been a great source of merriment to Rover and me, except for one untoward in cident one morning. I was stumbling around in my blindfold and fell out the window right on top of a man named Fred R. Timken, a census taker, and broke all his lead pencils. He wa cross as a bear, and though I offered him both Philip Morria and Marlboro in both the Flip-Top Box and Soft Pack, ha refused to be mollified. In fact, he refused to put my name down in the census, so when you read population figures of tha United States, will you please add one? But I digress. We were speaking of Philip Morris and Marlboro who will bring you this eelumo throughout the school year. In this space I will take up vital aspect of undergraduate life, like high-low split and Brigitte Bardot, and it is my fondest bope that the column will be half as much fun for you as it is for me. C 1U. Hu abulawa The tnmkere of Marlboro nnd Philip Morrlt welcome you to another year of fun and garnet from Old Max, and another year of ' iwd enmklng from ut. Filter or nin"er, pick what you pleate and wlial you pick will pleae you.