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The Daily Nebroskan
Wednesday, May 6, 1959
Editorial Comment: .
Election Contest SC Problem
The Student Council elections Monday
offered the. student politician a little bit
of anything which he might encounter in
state politics. - '
Campaigning t was widespread and
healthy. Opinions were actively exchanged
by the parties involved. There was a mass
effort to get out the vote.
Several races were close and the ele
ments probably decided a couple of them.
Heavy rains falling around 4 p.m. pos
I ibily kept enough students away from the
polls to make the difference.
The rains also mined the chances for a
record turnout of voters. Still, 74 more
people exercised their rights this year
than last.
And that figure may be deceptive. An
additional 275 ballots were tossed out as
not valid.
Certainly the value of the vote was
never more clearly illustrated than in the
Arts' and Science race between Sandie
Johnson and Diane Tinan. That one, con
tested by Miss Tinan, was decided by a .
iingle vote margin, a testimony to the
(act that each' and every ballot is im
portant. For the first time, the IBM machines
were used to count votes. The IBM count
ing system depends on the use by the
voter of special IBM pencils.
This could create some problems for
the Student Council in the contest election.
Not all the student voting used the IBM
pencils. A regular pencil will activate the
IBM machine if the voter marks the box
heavily enough.
However, it is still possible to have a
legally marked ballot thrown out by the
machine because the wrong pencil was
used. In this- case the Student Council
will have to decide whether these ballots
are to be allowed.
Now, we don't think there is any reason
why they shouldn't. At the polling places,
students were requested to use only the
pencils provided, but these were not at
tached to a voting booth but were lying
loose on a table. It was entirely possible
that a pencil other than one of IBM make
could have slipped into the pile.
Because of these circumstances and the
contested election, it looks like the Student
Council will have to go through all 100 of
the voided Arts and Science ballots to see
if the machine threw any out that should
have been left in.
Have fun folks.
Opportunity Still A bounds
The other day we got one of the fa
miliar publicity release stories on a man
who had been named to the "Horatio
Alger Award of the year."
Now this, we thought, is just peachy
keen. "The Horatio Alger Award!" What
a neat name for an award! Circular file
for this one.
But out of some sort of curiosity (or
mainly because we wanted to kill some
time before we had to work) we read the
release through anyway.
It turned out that the fellow being hon
ored was Alfred Hammell, president of
the Hallway Express Agency. He had be
gun his career as a porter with Wells
Fargo in San Francisco.
From there the career had followed the
usual pattern associated with Horatio Al
ger. Moving up through the ranks, Ham
mell finally became chairman of the
board in March.
It was the oft repeated story of the In
dividual with determination and a ca
pacity for hard work making it big in the
United States.
And Mr. Hammell was not alone. Also
recipients of the award were nine other
fellows, among them James Mitchell,
Secretary of Labor and Alfred Fuller, head
of the Fuller Brush Company.
As we continued to read the release,
ur cynicism passed. Instead, we felt slight
ly awed and immensely proud that these
men were Americans and that America
had offered them an opportunity to be
come successful.
So maybe there still is an opportunity in
this country for the ones who have the de
sire to make it big. Maybe the little fel
low still has a chance after all. Maybe the
days of the old west are not gone entire
ly and some of its spirit may still lurk
around the next test tube in the labora
tory. But pretty soon, we stopped feeling this
way, because we're college students and
members of the "beat generation" and
thoughts like that aren't supposed to occur
to us.
But as Kent Walton would say:
"Why not!?"
The week of May 4 the Centennial hit
And so did the Monsoon season.
But the good merchants of 0 St. can
take heart. A friend of ours suggests they
convert their flower boxes on the mall
into gondolas. The bearded yeoman of the
town could act as gondoliers with oper
atic basso profundo realism.
However, this change of local would
require the University Theatre to dig back
into their repertoire and replace "Taming
of the Shrew" with "The Merchant of
Anyway, folks, the rain is good for the
from- the
Miss Sides
This is not the time of year for writing
columns, working on papers, going to
classes, accepting responsibility or doing
anything that requires the least little bit
of exertioa mentally.
The rain makes ma le.
thargic and slightly
groggy probably due to
the fact that there has
been so much of it that I
am permanently water
logged. And the appear
ance of the 6un is even
worse for it inspires me
to trudge out on. the sun
deck for long grueling
hours of sun tanning.
All-in-all the only thing
that spring is conducive to Is having fun.
And, after an, that's not such a bad
thing, although It is rather bard on the
- grades. For . some reason hour exams
seem to abound in the spring, as well as
term papers and all sorts of projects. And
since the mere sight of a book, when ev
erything is green and warm .and its in
finitely nicer to be outside than to be get
ting eyestrain from black type on misty
paper, is enough to throw most students
Into a spasm, a conflict is bound to occur.
And the old birds, bees, and other such
spring-like things are usually the winners
of that conflict
Unfortunately the conflict has other ef
fects. Most persons are mighty edgy or
perhaps just tense. Here it is close to the
end of school all sorts of things are not
done. The thought of finals is beginning
to loom like a spectre over our heads. We
haven't had all that fun we promised our
selves that we would have when winter
finally vanished. We're tired of a lot of
the old faces and perhaps just tired of
school, ourselves and in general every
thing. It's very frustrating and doesn't
By Gretchen Sides
lead to the best relations between one and
all. Watch out, when someone comes up
to you and says, "Hi, you ugly old thing,
boy, do I hate you," don't be misled by
that grin and protestations of "just kid
ding," they probably mean it. Of course,
it may not be a personal thing they may
just be taking out their frustrations on you.
I think that's why the spring day push
ball event gets so rough all those boys out
there taking out all those accumulated
frustrations. I can just see those mixed
up minds one boy jabbing someone else
in the eye as he pretends it's his math
teacher or another one saving in some
one's spinal cord just because his girl
stepped out on him the night before.
Ice Cream Cone
Personally, I keep having this violent
desire to either shove an ice cream cone
a great big gooey chocolate 20 cent one
on somebody's nose, or to knock some,
one's head into the water fountain. It also
might be fun to play a trombone in the
middle of our dorm full of sleepers about
4 a.m. some morning.
But then I won't. I'm a conformist like
everybody else. We're all conformists
and that's part of our trouble. It causes
more conflicts between a secret desire to
do something a little different and a hor
rible fear of being ostracized from NU
society, if we did. Both of these conflict
between conformity and individuality and
between spring and books are really kind
of interrelated. Part of the reason we want
to get good grades Is because a certain
set of people consider that as the ulti
mate goal of life and we also want to have
fun because others consider that as the
main thing to seek after.
But I have thought of a dandy solution
for the whole thing how about a Phi Beta
Kappa for sun tanners or an Alpha Lamb
da Delta for renowned beer drinkers. It's
a thought, at least.
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My roommate turned on
the television set to atch
the tail end of the 6:30
newscast. Ray Robinson,
we were told, had been de
throned by
the Nation
al Boxing
Com m is
sion for his
f a i lure
to defend
his t i t 1 e
for over a
The net
work then
s how e d e,e
filmed interviews with Rob
inson and his manager.
Robinson complained that
he had not been allowed to
fight a second rate' contend
er while Patterson had
fought a boy whose country
didn't even think he was
any good. Add to that, Rob
inson said, the fact that
anyone in his income tax
bracket couldn't afford to
fight more than once a
His manager was next,
and he furnished the hol
low exclamation that "My
boy lost the title because
he was colored, and that's
the only reason. If he was
a white boy he would still
be champ today."
I don't know whether my
roommate or I used the
harsher profanity. If I had
ever heard a bigger stack
of baloney than the manag
er's charge and Robinson's
lament I'm not sure when
orp where and I doubt that
I could ever forget it. If
ever a colored athlete has
been well recognized, re
ceived and rewarded b y
white as well as colored
sports fans it is Robinson.
The validity of the colored
boy argument goes to pot
when you realize that the
fighter Robinson points to
as being overly privileged
in comparison with him is
Patterson who doesn't ex
actly belong to a race for
eign from his own. And
the "harshly" treated fight
er who "can't afford" be
cause of taxes to defend
his title twice a year also
doesn't appear to this side
line observer as a poor Old
Uncle Torn being sold down
the river.
A similar racial prejudice
cry was echoed earlier by
a ballplayer cut loose by
a major league ballclub I
believe the Boston Red Sox.
The NAACP demanded a
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Sunday Bill
Dear Editor:
Democracy Destroyed
From Within?
Sometime next week Ne
braskans may find that
they have lost a basic free
dom and right. The Legis
lature is considering a bill
which would in effect
change the law enforce
ment agencies into gestapo
troops which would be au
thorized to arrest any citi
zen who is not willing to
close his privately owned
business on a specific day
of the week. This demag
oguery will never happen
here, you say; take a long
close look at the proposed
Sunday closing law and see
if you don't find a touch
of totalitarianism hidden
beneath its high sounding
moral facade.
Such a law is dangerous.
In the first place,' it cuts
the very heart out of the
First Amendment of the
U.S. Constitution, which
guarantees each man the
right to exercise his faith
according to his own con
science. It also guaran
tees the freedom of the
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report from the club as to
why he had been cut, claim
ing as Robinson's manager
did that it was only because
he was a colored boy.
I am not so naive to sup
pose that racial prejudice
does not exist. L am not so
slipshod in my reading hab
its that I do not keep in
formed of the present state
of the Negro in America. I
know ' that recently a
Negro man was kidnapped
from his cell by a gang of
white men who apparently
killed him. I know that a
colored girl was raped by
four white men in Florida.
But I am not willing to ac
cept racial prejudice as the
cause of one and all diffi
culties the 'egro finds him
self in.
A boxing champion has a
responsibility to defend his
title. If a colored ballplay
er can help win more
games for a major league
team than a white player
he will make the grade.
This is becoming more ture
year after year not only in
the majors and baseball,
but in colleges and every
sport there is. Certainly
there aren't any Negroes
Thanks to the Lincoln Air
Force Base Non-Com-missioned
Officers Acad
emy Graduate Association
for inviting all the Inter
national ctiirlonte in , f
their Open
House on
which was
the "kick
off" for the
L i n coin
Cent e n
nial cele
bration. Transporta
tion was
provided to and from the
Air Force Base and there
were about 100 Internation
al students who learned
about and enjoyed the dis
play very much.
Featured were the Air
Force and the Nebraska
Air National Guard's latest
aircraft, including the B
52, SAC's long range jet
. bomber, the KC-135 j?t air
refueling tanker, the B-57
light jet bomber, the C-125
cargo-master, the F-100 Su
per Sabre, the F-102 Su
personic jet .fighter, the
Army's "Honest John"
rocket, the medium to long
range free flight rocket
and the Navy "Terrier"
missile, a supersonic anti
aircraft weapon.
I do not know what these
names mean.' The officers
who took the International
students from the Student
Union let us alone to go
around to see the display.
It would have been better
if each officer would have
taken about 10 to 15 stu
dents with him and ex
plained everything In de
tail. Another very interesting
display that I was very
eager to see was the Royal
Air Force Command's "Vic
tor," one of England's new.
est jet bombers. The Brit
ish bomber, I was told, ar
rived from Offutt Air Force
Base. The five men consist
ed of an aircraft command
er, co-pilot, two navigators
and an air electronics offi
cer. I was told that last Octo
ber the Victor landed at
Lincoln AFB, the first time
it had ever touched down
in the United States. The
only unfortunate part of the
display of this "Victor"
was that we were not per
mitted to go into the jet
Among other highlights in
the display were dem
onstrations such as fire
fighting, sentry dog drills,
a jet acrobatic team and
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many other programs
which were of great inter
est i' think that It was very
nice of the Non-Commls-sioned
Officers Academy
Graduate Association t o
have taken the initiative to
invite us to the display and
I am sure that the rest of
my fellow International
students appreciate this as
much as I do. The officers
who took us to and from the
Air Force were very kind
and understanding.
Lest I forget, beer also
was sold at the Lincoln Air
Force Base, and this is the
only place where they did
not ask for my identification
on the Nebraska campus
who can claim that they
aren't playing . every day
because they are colored.
Ability is the big winner
of rights in sports, and this
is generally true in other
phases of life as well.
The Negro has not yet
had full opportunity to de
velop his abilities in' Ameri
can, but neither has many
a poor and middle-income
white. The Negro, we hope,
win nave increased oppor
tunities in future years. He
will not benefit, it seems
apparent, by crying "wolf"
everytime he fails to make
the grade or tragedy
strikes in his life. If he
does, the Negro may find
himself in the same plight
as the shepherd who false
ly cried "wolf" so often
that when the wolf really
appeared no one believed
him or answered his cries
for help.
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Today, ranging again into the fascinating world of wcial science,
let us take up the subject of anthropology the study of man
and his origins.
The origin of man was indeed a puzzle until the Frenchman,
Jean-Louis Sigafoos, discovered the skull and shinbone of
Pithecanthropus Erectus in Java in 1891. What Sigafoos was
doing in Java is, incidentally, quite an odd little story. Sigafoos
was a Parisian born and bred. By day one could always find
him at a sidewalk cafe, sipping barley water and ogling the
girls; each night he went to a fashionable casino where he
gambled heavily at roulette and go-fish; in between times he
worked on his stamp collection, which was one of the largest
in Paris.
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Well sir, one summer Sigafoos lost his entire fortune gambling
at the casino. He was seriously contemplating suicide when,
quite, unexpectedly, a letter arrived from one Lotus Petal
McGinnis, a Javanese girl and an avid stamp collector, with
whom Sigafoos had been corresponding from time to time
through the international stamp collectors journal. Until now
the nature of their correspondence, though friendly, had been
strictly philatelic, but in this new letter Lotus Petal declared
that although she had never laid eyes on Sigafoos, she loved
bim and wanted to marry him. She said she was eighteen years
old, beautiful and docile, and her father, the richest man in the
tribe, had agreed to give half his fortune to the husband of her
choice. Sigafoos, penniless and desperate, immediately booked
passage for Java.
The first sight of his prospective bride failed to delight Siga
foos. Slie was, as she said, beautiful but only by local stand
ards. Sigafoos had serious doubts that her pointed scarlet teeth
and the chicken bones banging from her ears would be con
lidered chic along the Champs Elyses.
But sobering as was the sight of Lotus Petal, Sigafoos had
an even greater disappointment coming whea he met her father.
The old gentleman was, as Lotus Petal claimed, the richest man
in the tribe, but, unfortunately, the medium of exchange in his
tribe was prune pits.
Sigafoos took one look at the mound of prune pits which waa
his dowry, gnashed his teeth, and stomped off into the jungle,
swearing vilely and kicking at whatever lay in his path. Stomp
ing thus, swearing thus, kicking thus, Sigafoos kicked over a
heap of old bones which what do you know 1 turned out ta
be Pithecanthropus Erectus!
But I disgress. From the brutish Pithecanthropus, man
evolved slowly upward in intellect. By the Middle Paleolithie
period man had invented the leash, which was a remarkable
technical achievement, but frankly not particularly useful until
the Mesolithie period when man invented the dog.
In the Neolithic period came the most important discovery
in the history of man the discovery of agriculture. Why is this
so important? Because, good friends, without agriculture there
would be no tobacco, and without tobacco there would be no
Marlboro, and without Marlboro you would be without the
finest filter cigarette that money can buy, and I would be will
out a job.
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cigartttt, Philip MorrU, c non-filter $mokt that can't 0
beat. Philip MorrU or Marlboropick your plcaturt.