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Jo Stohlman, editor
Mike Kirkman, business manager
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Monday, April 4, 1966
igrating Tachers
It's almost a cliche about the students
-who leave Nebraska after graduation.
The cliche is beginning to have a
new twist. Now its teachers who are leav
"' ing the University.
Why are teachers migrating from the
University? Salaries, teaching loads, ac
- ademic atmosphere, unhappy relations
with other members of the faculty and
"administration or just better opportunities
' elsewhere?
The Daily Nebraskan is beginning
a series of articles today with the pur- .
H pose of exploring some of the reasons
why. If the why can be determined,
possibly something can be done to keep
our good instructors, and to recruit
others of outstanding ability.
It seems significant that in the same
.-...year the University is having real money
problems, notably, not enough funds to go
". around, the University is plagued with the
-(- resignations of several prominent faculty
.members and department heads.
It may be a false cause-and-effect
,.,u.. reiationship that lack of money causes
teachers to leave. But we don't thin
;wi that is it. While salaries undoubtedly
enter into the problem, it is difficult to
determine exactly how much low salar
ies cause several instructors to leave.
Lack of money presents situations
where instructors may be unhappily bur-
dened such as in the area of class loads
Here, when there is not enough money to
keep a satisfactory number of teachers on
the payroll, the departments are bound to
give greater loads to their faculty.
Lack of money also presents an ob
vious hurdle in the area of research facil
ities and opportunities. With modern tech
nological advances the cost of major re
search projects which attract the top men
in their fields has proven prohibitive at
the University.
We are quite aware, however, that
not enough money is not the sole reason
why the University is losing its top
teaching men. But as one department
head put it, "If the University doesn't
start getting some money one of these
days, and if the budget requests in the
first place aren't sane, faculty will be
leaving this place in droves."
We hope that the series of articles on
why instructors are leaving will throw some
light on the real reasons. This is not an
easy task, as the reasons given in a formal
resignation are often little more than hog
wash. And most men would be slightly
disinclined to say the real reason they are
going elsewhere to teach is because of
their lousy salary, or over-burdened teach
ing load.
We direct your attention to the
problem, however, in hopes that poss
ibly University students themselves can
come up with some constructive answers.
loset Case
By FRANK PARTSCH
I occasionally hear from
students who would like to
hear their own pet peeves
exaggerated in my column.
Some of these are out of the
question, like loud mufflers
on bicycles and impotent
bulls, in husbandry labs, but
many of them reflect a re
markable consistancy.
Two of the most frequent
requests now that I have
successfully eliminated eco-,
nomics by television are
the Big Red Slider and the
bureaucracy in the Housing
office.
I keep promising myself
that one of these days I
will tear into the Housing
office (now that I have suc
cessfully removed my one
tenth of a ton from their
domain, the changes of pull
ing - back a bloody stump
are diminished somewhat),
but that is a project entail
ing a matching mediocre
knowledge of group inter
action, so we will wait two
or three weeks on that one.
The other request, the in
tercampus buss, is one
largely unknown to me, be
cause the only time I visit
Ag Campus (East Campus?
the logical opposite to City ,
Campus is Ag Campus,
I'm sorry, Counselling Ser
vice) is when the tables in
the Love Library are too
sticky to rest one's arms
on.
(And also, one had better
look out for the drinking
fountains and things in Love
Library. Members of the
Love Library Lonely Hearts
Club are known to lurk
there periodically.)
But, searching through
my rather flat stock of
memories, I remember once
in December of 1963, when
I did ride the intercampus
buss. I was on my way to
cover a Regents meeting at
the Empire Ag. Building,
being, at the time, a senior
staff writer for this paper.
(I was about the same age
as If I Were King, and my
generalizations in those
days were about on the level
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More Letters ... I
Weakness of U.S. Policy
Dear Editor,
The current events in Viet Nam bring a peculiar weak
ness of American foreign policy into the painful light. It
jseems that the U.S. will tolerate other democracies, but
my in other powerful nations (Germany and Japan) not
"themselves located in strategic regions.
I American bayonets helped to put and keep liispaniol's
'ogre of the Caribbean" (Trujillo) and Nicaragua's Somoza
tiynasty in power mainly because they were "yes men."
Popular sovereignty in these two countries was probably
seen as subversive to "democracy" because nationalist
regimes might "endanger the canal."
The same hypocritical "moralism," allowing the do
gradation of human rights under an ostentatious and false
respect for "national sovereignty," now seems to be at
work in Viet Nam. This, at least, has long been the
political claim of Green Berets who have to compete daily
with the Viet Cong for support of the peasants. But the
Special Forces view has not held sway in the councils of
Washington, however, where the military seems to be
primarily represented by top brass with callused butts who
probably haven't left their desks since the fall of Cor
regioor. If this country is going to protect its own real, long
term strategic interests, it will have to identify those in
terests with those of free men everywhere who contend
that the only form of legitimate government serves the
people not itself. Stable, representative institutions do not
"happen" overnight. They are and must be the slow and
protected growth that begins with decentralized decisions
on "little things" and gradually accrues greater and great
er power and responsibility as its capability develops.
Viet Nam is ready for local and provincial represent
ative institutions with real power in certain areas. This
wjJMbe the key to real political stability and Viet Nam's
protected execution of the war.
Tom Bleser
Letters Policy
Unsigned letters to the editor will not be printed.
However, a pen name will be used, upon the writer's re
quest. Letteri critical of Individuals must be signed with
the wrlter'i name. Address letters to the Daily Nebras
kan, Nebraska Union 51.
of his in Friday's column,
so I don't find it too hard
to overlook his.)
Those were the happy
days before I had a car, so
..i. I paid my- thirty pieces of
silver and dumb aboard.
The driver gave me a dirty
look. (No, of course I don't
know why. I didn't know
about how badly cigars
smelled then.)
The ride out to Ag Cam
pus was uneventful. At least
that's what some of the
more experienced hands
told me later. Myself, I was
pretty thrilled as the little
old ladies scurried into the
gutters and the stndents
frantically cleared a path
for the crashing machine
(which, ironically as it
might seem, bore a sign sav
ing: "SUPPORT WESLE
YAN UNIVERSITY.")
The only girl we hit was
crippled anyway, and the
rest of the passengers didn't
even cheer. Apparently they
get spoiled after some more
thrilling chases.
The pig on my lap I for
got to tell you the buss was
rather crowded was gnaw
ing on an ear of corn and
gurgling about the test' she
had taken in engineering 11
that morning. The computer
struck again, apparently.
But she was getting heavy,
so I asked her to move.
That was before I saw the
pigs standing in the aisle. I
kept the one I had.
I really can't go on.
There isn't much one can
say about something so
mildly adequate as a buss.
Perhaps ail you buss riders
are getting too used to see
ing real blunders that you
think the buss is one too.
So I'll tell you about the
Regents meeting. It was a
routine session. As I re
member, they were building
dorms and making Devaney
an associate professor and
other similar crucial mat
ters. I was smoking a cigar,
and, after it went out, I put
it in the pocket of my coat.
It wasn't out.
I ran for the can and put
my coat under the faucet.
It had burned through.
That was routine. But
what really killed me was
the sight of the regents,
Sen. Stromer, the chancel
lor, and all the hovering
deans, who smelled by coat
burning, interrupted the
meeting and thoroughly
searched the room for a
cigaret in the carpet.
That day marked the high
point In the student body's
attempt to influence the
workings of the University.
Sorry About That
Being a compendium of farce, humor and
comment, selected arbitrarily by the Editor.
Historical Note of the Day: In 1924,
Paris, France, dress designers introduce
the plunging cuffline. In 1934, in the Ne
braska Union Crib, the RCA Victor Dog
listens to his master's voice.
Thought for the Week: Only 29 more
hour exams until vacation.
Tidbits from Hooker (postmarked
April 1, Carl Curtis' Day.)
New album out: "Carl Davidson
sings the Barry Sadler songbook."
New movie out: "Inside Daisy Har
din." The class schedule book for next
fall is out. It'd make a great musical.
Report all pornographic mail to your
postmaster. He loves to get the stuff.
A writer of a letter to the editor of
the Minnesota Daily submitted the follow
ing words to be sung to the tune of the
"Green Berets."
Fighting fascist from the sky,
Hapless men to jump and die.
Men not told there's a better way,
Brain-washed pawn in a green beret.
Silver wings upon his breast,
Napalm, gas, and all the rest.
One hundred lives will be used today,
To further interests of the C.I.A.
Marching pickets from the U.,
We're left-wingers through and through.
Folks who mean just what they say,
We see through the green beret.
(The writer noted that he did not
receive any federal money to write the
words.)
Ode to Scholastic Reports
Roses are red,
Violets are blue
Downs are out
And I'm crying too.
Hello, Gunners
Mary had a little lamb
He became a politician.
He tried out for ASUN,
And ended in the kitchen.
Yesterday I decided to clean my room.
I carried clothes, umbrellas, snow shoes
(eighth grade relics), old newspapers,
coke bottles, broken ash trays, yellowed
crib sheets, last month's laundry, and my
freshman English books from my closet
and dumped them all in the middle of the
floor. In the midst of the confusion, I lost
my roommate. Sorry About That!
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iAnother Viewpoint
! Prof Watching I
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By Larry Beaupre
Daily Illini
Two weeks ago I listed
several student types which
are easily observable on this
campus. It occurred to me
later, though, that there are
at least as many classifica
t i o n s for professors . So
here's a few I've seen:
The Legend He can't find
enough seats to put all the
students in who want to take
his course because they've
heard so much about him.
Unfortunately, when exams
passed back, The Legend
becomes A Myth.
The Drunk Like his stu
dent counterpart, The Drunk
also cuts a great many
classes or arrives with the
DTs. But unlike the student,
he doesn't flunk out; he's
got tenure.
The Crusader Again,
there is a student counter
part for this professor. But
the difference is that The
Crusader is just a little more
obnoxious because he really
believes that, as an intellec
tual, he knows everything
everything about Viet Nam
or civil rights or politics,
even though his field is
mathematics or classics.
The Professional Profes
sor Is so totally wound up
in his selected field that he
is completely unaware of
events going on in the world
around him. He is at the
opposite extreme of The
Crusader. He still remem
bers when ho got in a fist
fight with a colleague over
the subject of the names of
the flowers in Nebuchadnez
zar's hanging gardens.
The Researcher I s n ' t
r e a 1 1 y as predominant as
the Berkeleyites would like
to think, but he does exist
back in the stacks of the
library and In those swarms
of beakers and glass tubings
in the mysterious science
laboratories. He forgets that
he was originally hired to
TEACH students.
The Sweetie By all out
ward appearances, he's one
heck of a good guy. Students
really think they've got a
fine intellectual and cultural
association with him. For
once, a professor appears
to be just "one of the guys."
But then he invites you up
to his apartment for a beer
and you find he's just a bit
too handy with his hands.
The MOVER Uses his
Ph.D. and M.S. to get a date
with a student. Distin
guished from The Sweetie
only in that he's after fe
male students.
The Administrator A dif
ficult breed of professor to
classify. Here's a guy with
a Ph.D. or a master's in
engineering or geology who
has the function of what
amounts to a business ad
ministrator. The Extra-Currlcularlst
No matter what his field is,
he realizes that University
committee-work is the only
way to get ahead. So he's
on every student-faculty and
faculty committee he can
find.
The Egoist His views on
students were affirmed at
the Berkeley revolt. Stu
dents don't really want to go
to college; they just want to
fall asleep in his incredibly
perfect lectures and cut his
uncuttable classes. Any such
occurrence is, of course, a
slap in his face. He makes
his p o s i 1 1 o n well known
rather early in the semester
by throwing a temper tan
trum when a student, who
may have been up all n'ght
studying for an exam, falls
asleep d u r I n g one of .his
great harangues.
The Grad Assistant Apol
ogizes the first day of school
to his class because he's
afraid they'll realize he's
just a year or two removed
from them and completely
inexperienced. Ironically
and he does not believe it
himself he generally turns
out to be an e x c e 1 1 e n t
teacher.
The Linguist Doesn't teach
a language, but makes sure
his students know he speaks
one or more languages flu
ently by constantly injecting
into his 1 e c t u r e s foreign
phrases and pronoun
ciations for perfectly nice
(and clear) English phrases.
The Emotionalist Gets so
caught up with his own lec
tures, that he actually
makes his lectures interest
ing for the students. His face
trembles when, he speaks of
Harding, and a glint comes
into his eye when he speaks
of Truman.
The Bore He tries to
make his lectures interest
ing, but he is simply incap
able of breaking out of his
monotone. Really a very
pleasant fellow who makes
sound and original points in
his classes. It is a shame
that his students have to
struggle to keep awake.
The Great Professor
There's really several
around, you know. They
take time to talk with their
students; their lectures are
a pleasure to go to; they
enjoy their w o r k and their
field; they enjoy their role
of teaching students.
The Great Professors,
though, never rise too far
because they aren't willing
to play the g a m e s which
must be played in profes
sorial politicking. They
don't care, though. They're
happy. They make up, to the
students, for the Egoists and
The Second Raters and The
Researchers.
f CAMPUS 1
I opinion!
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AUF Faculty Drive
Dear Editor,
We are nearing the close of the 1966 All University
Fund Faculty Drive. At this time, we would like to ex
press our appreciation to the faculty members who have
expressed their concern for providing world wide educa
tional opportunities through their contributions to World
University Service (WUS).
The entire amount collected during our spring faculty
drive will be given to WUS to support its programs. WUS
services include student scholarships, health services, text
book publishing, and classroom and living facilities. Active
in over 60 countries, WUS has committees in Africa, Asia,
Australia, Europe, Latin America and North America.
We have been pleased that the majority of the contri.
butions received thus far have exceeded the $1 per faculty
member basis used to determine our goal. We would like
to encourage those who have not yet participated to do so.
The success of this year's faculty drive depends on the
support of each faculty member.
Bob Milligan, president
All University Fund
Senior Honoraries' Purpose
Dear Editor,
Having read Mr. Kreuscher's column in the April 1
edition of the Daily Nebraskan, we feel that this is an
appropriate time to clarify the purpose of the senior honor
societies and their relationship to campus affairs.
Mortar Boards and Innocents are not campus organ
izations but rather honor societies whose purpose is to
recognize individuals for outstanding scholarship, leader
ship, and service. It is not the intent of the societies to
exert political influence as a group in campus issues or
organizations in which they exert influence by virtue of the
position they hold or the knowledge they have gained
through several years of experience.
Thus, the members of the societies feel that their first
and foremost obligation is to the University and to the
campus organizations in which they hold positions of lead
ership. The societies feel, however, that they can form,
ulate programs of their own which are of interest and
benefit to the University.
If Mr. Kreuscher feels that "the headlines (have)
proved that ASUN (is) most important," he will probably
be pleased to know that the Mortar Boards and Innocents
agree that ASUN should be a major concern of the student
body and that we support the idea of a strong student
government.
The fact is that the societies do not exist in the same
area of concern as ASUN. Each plays an important part
in the life of the University one in the area of govern
ment, one in the area of tradition, and both deserve re
spect and interest in the eyes of the students. Therefore,
the idea, of competition between the two is meaningless.
Ivy Day is a 77-year-old tradition on our campus, and
it is only fitting that the students take an active interest
in it each year. We are sure that this year will be no
exception.
Shirley Voss, President
Black Masque Chapter of Mortar Board
Skip Soiref , President
Innocents Society
When I Turned Off . . .
Dear Editor,
When I turned off the 5:30 TV, when I turned off the
ominous threat of world famine and over-population, when
I turned off the impassive description of waste-makers
persecuting "Unsafe at Any Speed's" Nadir, when I turned
off the latest account of space exploration, when I turned
off the gaudy commercials patriotically supporting Key
nes' wastemaking consumption, when I turned off the
latest (Black Muslim?) race riot .... when I turned my
thoughts to the endless fribble that passes for a curriculum,
helps to keep the Lunatic Fringes wallowing in their
ignorance, and keeps our minds off the real world and th
real problems ... it was then that the nausea hit me.
Disgruntled
Facilities for Students
Dear Editor,
Although many people believe this University to
place too great an emphasis on athletics, there is one
important area in which the emphasis is not only not
excessive, it is altogether nonexistent. That area is
athletic facilities for us, the mere students, who constitute
the 90 plus of the University not owned by the all
powerful Athletic Department.
Wait a minute, you say? You say there are facilities
for students? After all, there are six tennis courts (for
15,000 students), one swimming pool (for 15,000 students),
two basketball courts in the Coliseum (for 15,000 students),
16 handball courts (seven of which are useable, for 15,000
students), and a few other odds and ends in the Coliseum
and Field House.
And you say that this marvelous assortment is all
available to the students (and faculty)? GUESS AGAIN!
All the above are owned, lock, stock, and barrel by the
all-powerful Athletic Department. Whenever these piddling
few facilities are not being used by P.E. classes, they
are usually being used by our glorious jocks.
Even the hours they are open are subject to the whims
of the gods of the Athletic Department. They may, and
quite frequent y do, decide to close up an hour or so early,
so they can "clean the place up."
It is a really great feeling to be booted out of a hand
ball court by some surly assistant coach or trainer be
cause I have to have these courts to condition my foot
ball players they have to condition sometime, you
know -and then see Fred Duda and other seniors with
no eligibility left, step into the court.
C. David Roberts
Hard-hitting Cartoons
Dear Editor,
f ?'?n of4a g00d newspaper is a hard hitting series
of editorial cartoons. Not only is the wit pungent in this
semester's Dally Nebraskan cartoons but the artistic
technique is also vibrant and refreshing.
. JLW knoW 'I there are a"y contests where our four
fnnW'ft Ca" 8Ubmit their Work but " would be worth
in i hn J ? to fee ' they mi8ht ceive some official
and hopefully, national recognition.
Stve Abboti
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