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The Doily Nebroskon
Wednesday, September 17, 1958
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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
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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
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THE STRANGE WOtlO
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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
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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.
