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THE DAiLY NEBRASKAN
MONDAY, APRIL 17. 1967
Enough Time Fighting
Students have spent enough time re
cently fighting among themselves.
It's time that University students re
turned to their common goals educa
tion and improvement in the University.
The new ASUN student government
has a great deal of work ahead of it.
The new leaders need to start officiaUy
working on the Bill of Rights and other
matters as soon as possible with the full
support of every student on campus.
A few attempts were made at cheat
, ing in Wednesday's election, but outside
of those people who were caught there is
no definite evidence that enough other
people cheated to make any difference in
the election results.
Any amount of cheating is deplor
able and those students who were in
volved should definitely come to under
stand this, but it hardly seems that there
Is cause to stretch out the ASUN hassles
further and to hold a new election.
- While there is little proof of any
really large amount of cheating, there is
a great deal of evidence that the same
ASUN candidates would be re-elected
again if a new election was held.
The great majority of students who
voted In the ASUN election Wednesday
did seem to take it extremely seriously.
The election commissioner and all those
people helping with the voting worked
especially hard because of the large
turnout. They did everything possible to
keep the election honest.
Another election because of Irregul
arities on the part of a few people would
make a complete joke and sham out of
University student government
Those ASUN candidates who were
elected campaigned on the promise to
work hard for the students they should
be able to start officially in their new
positions as soon as possible.
To Be A Cowboy
Every little boy wants to be a cow
boy and the only difference with a big
boy is that he is older.
There is something about cowboy
boots and a cowboy hat that make just
wearing them fun especially this
spring in conjunction with the Nebraska
But unfortunately, most University
slickers just cant fit the role and make
the greatest "drug-store" cowboys in the
However, every once in a while a boot
lover who usually has no where to wear
his favorite foot covering except to wood
sies will have a chance.
Just such a chance is the Block and
Bridle Club Quarter Horse Show (Thurs
day and Friday) and the Nebraska In
tercollegiate Championship Rodeo (Fri
day and Saturday).
Rodeoes and horse shows are always
fun, but according to all reports this
year's r hould be special.
Those University students who can
validly wear boots without catching even
a small smile say that this year's event
will do great justice to Nebraska's Cen
Featured in this year's events are a
Nebraska Championship Horse Showing
contest Friday, the different horse show
ing classes and the performance classes
such as pole bending, barrel racing, cut
ting and pleasure.
So if most big boys really can't be
cowboys even during a Centennial Year
they can still wear their boots and pre
tend while enjoying those who can.
The Bedtime Story
Many things have changed
recently, but there is one
institution that remains the
same that manifestation
of the comradeship between
the very young and the very
old known as
THE BEDTIME STORY
SONNY: Grandpa, tell
me a bed-time story, huh?
GRANDPA: O.K., Sonny
boy, tonight you're gonna
hear all about what it was
like to be a student at the
dear old University of Ne
braska way back in the
days when real live people
taught the classes.
SCNNY: Oh Boy! AH
about that mean ol' Board
GRANDPA: That's "Re
gents" Sonny anyway
that's another story. Now,
once upon a time, a bunch
a smart kids got together
and decided the rest of us
needed a Student Bill of
Rights you know, like
in the U.S. Constitution.
Well anyway, one of these
rights was "The right of
every student to exercise
his full rights and respon
sibilities as a citizen in
forming and participating
on campus, local, state, na
tional and international or
ganizations and to publish
his views and those of tut
organization on or off cam
pus." SONNY: Gee, Grandpa,
you sure are good at that
old fashioned language! Did
people really talk like that
in the old days?
GRANDPA: No, but the
smart guys had to show
everyone how fancy they
were with words so people'd
be more likely to listen to
4em, Anyway, what it means
is that so matter if you
were a good guy or a bad
guy, you could still form
your own club. Well, the
good guys already bad their
clubs, but when this "right"
came along, a bunch of bad
buys called the Communists
got together and formed a
club. Most everybody hated
'em, but the smart guys let
'em stick around so they
could get total education
GRANDPA: Don't tell
me, you don't know what
total education is. Well,
that's when you learn by
observing the ways of oth
ers a good guy studies
the bad guys and the bad
guys study the good guy.
SONNY: You mean that
if a good guy learns how
bad guys act, he knows
how not to act?
GRANDPA: Yeah, some
thin' like that I guess.
SONNY: But ;f they're so
smart, how come they don't
already know all about the
GRANDPA: Don't inter
rupt me, sonny, I'll forget
the story. Now let's see
oh yeah now when the
word got out about the
Communists Club, the Lin
coln Star that's the old
name for the Lincoln Peo
ples Daily they wrote a
story about it and put it on
the front page so they would
sell more newspapers you
see, back then everyone
didn't have to buy one. Now
when the farmers read
about it Now don't tell
me you don't know what a
SONNY: I do too, Grand
pa, the history teaching
machine told me all about
it. They really ran things
back then, didnt they?
GRANDPA: Yes that's
right you see in the old
days everyone in the state
had to give a little money
to the University instead of
the government gh'ing it
all. And a lot of these tax
payers, as they called them
were farmers. So when the
people elected the state
lawmakers, naturally a lot
of these lawmakers were
farmers. Of course, most of
em had a little more land
than the rest of the farm
ers. SONNY: Grandpa, I al
ready know about that
crazy stuff, please get back
to the story, huh? ... It
was just getting good.
GRANDPA: I'm gettin
there, sonny. Now when the
farmers found out about
the Communists, their wives
got real mad and said
they didn't want us "im
pressionable youths" that's
what they always called us
students they didn't want
us impressionable youths
to be sent up to the city
and have our minds warped
by the lying Communists.
So next time the Board of
Regents asked the lawmak
ers to make everyone to
pay more money to the Uni
versity, the rich farmers
wouldn't do it. So what do
you suppose happened Son
ny? SONNY: I know, the
money-hungry Board of Re
jects made all the students
GRANDPA: No, No!
That's another story . . ,
The Board of Rejects . . .
er Regents, kicked the Com
munists Club out of the Uni
versity to make the farm
ers happy and then the rich
farmers gave them the mon
ey and everyone lived hap
pily ever after.
SONNY: But Grandpa,
what about the smart kids
what wanted to get totaled?
GRANDPA: What? . . .
Oh . . . hen, hen, . . .
well as a matter of fact
they got so mad they to
taled themselves right out
of the University. Haw,
Haw! That's a joke, sonny.
Hmmm. must a been pur
tineer 100 of 'em. 'Course
the other 16.900 of us didn't
miss 'em too much.
Our Man Hoppe-
Step Into The Kitchen
Whom should I bump into
here in Moscow but Mi1.
Richard Nixon. Which isn't
odd. Mr. Nixon is touring
the whole wide world these
days in order to help solve
the major problems facing
mankind. Like how to win
the GOP nomination next
Touring the world, of
course, reinforces Mr. Nix
on's image as the only Re
publican candidate with a
whit of experience in for
eign affairs. It does, that
is, if the hometown papers
would kindly report thai
he's touring the world. And
that's a problem.
At least, it certainly was
here in Russia. Mr. Nixon
arrived and held an air
port press conference in
which he said he was glad
to be here. The local Amer
ican newsmen envisioned
banner headlines sa y
ine. "NIXON GLAD TO BE
IN RUSSIA." And they filed
stories on grazing condi
conditions in Afghanistan
Mr. Nixon requested a
f a c e-to-faee confrontation
with Mr. Kosygin. Mr. Ko
sygin said he never spoke
to tourists. Mr. Nixon held
"an informal meeting" with
us ace American newsmen
in which be said very in
teresting things off the rec
ord. He also said things on
the record. And so it went.
Ah, for the days of
Khruschev! Ah, Ah, for that
glorious Kitchen Debate of
1959 which so enhanced Mr.
Nixon's fame as an able
champion of the American
Way of Life. Ah, if he could
only pick a fight.
So for five days Mr. Nix
on went all over Russia,
buttonholing Soviet citizens
with a friendly grin, a
warm handshake and, you
got the impression, a large
chip hopefully perched on
his Ehoulder. "Hi, there,
you wouldn't care to step
in the kitchen and go a
couple of rounds for tele
vjfiwi, would yoc?" - -'Who's
Well, you know bow un
cooperative these Rus
sians can be. "Peace and
friendship," they'd say. Or,
worse, "Who's Nixon?"
The days passed. Mr.
Nixon kept smiling game
ly. But you could see him
arriving back in New York
and friends would say,
"Hello there, Dick. Haven't
seen you around. You been
And then, on the very
last day of his Mission to
Moscow, when all hope
seemed lost, Mr. Nixon vis
ited the American Exhibi
tion of Industrial Design
only a few hundred feet
from the very, spot where
he'd had his famed Kitchen
Debate with Mr. Khrush
chev. And, would you be
lieve it, a generous, kind,
cooperative Soviet citizen
named Mr. Vladimir Pan
ov, 59. took him on.
Mr. Panov was delight
ful. Mr. Nixon was magnifi
cent. ABC, NBC, UPI and
AP were present. What a
setting! What nostalgia!
What a story! I can only
hope it rated a few para
graphs in the dailies back
Indeed, the event could
mark a new era in Soviet
American friendship. For
instead of leaving Moscow
frustrated and embittered,,
Mr. Nixon went away hap
py as a clam.
And there's no doubt that
if he's elected President he
will always have a warm
spot in his heart for the
Russian people. Or at le2St
for Mr. Vladimir Panov,
the man who did so much
to make it all possible.
'Bobby The Kid'-Will He Ride Again?
Of all the folk-heroes of the west,
there was never a more desperate desper
ado than the ferocious young outlaw known
as Bobby the Kid. For Indeed Bobby was
a colorful character. Even today, they tell
stories of how he would ride across the
plains with his long hair In his eyes and
his teeth flashing, screaming, "Let us
press forward!!!" He was feared by
everyone, but especially by the older
bandits who knew that someday they
would have to come to a showdown with
him. Strangely, though, young people
admired him. They tried to forget the fact
that he was an outlaw and accept him as
a human being.
Now, the Kid belonged to the John
son gang, which ravaged the countryside
stealing from the rich and stealing from
the poor and not giving anything to any
body. Although the Kid agreed in prin
ciple with the gang's actions, he was
very often In opposition with the leader
of the gang, "Lawless Linden" Johnson,
and his sidekick, Humble Hube.
The Kid had his first run-in with Lin
den over a simple little thing like a bank
robbery. While the gang was hiding out
In the hills, they made plant to raid the
city of AmariUo, Texas end rob the
banks. The next day they entered the city
fearlessly with their guns blazing. Within
a few minutes, they had emptied the
vault of one of the banks, and were well
on their way back to the hideout. As they
sat around the campfire in the evening,
planning the next day's raid, the Kid
blurted out, "Now, uh, it is my opinion
that, uh, we should get out of Amarilierl "
"What?" said Lawless Linden.
"What?" echoed Humble Hube.
Just Not Right
"I said, uh," the Kid repeated, "It is
my opinion that, uh, we should get out of
Amariller because it's, uh, just not right.
Furthermore, 1 think we should give the
townspeople some of their money back.
After all, uh, we may be outlaws, but we're
certainly not imperialists!"
Lawless Linden was stunned. Was
this the boy he had cared for from
childhood and taught to be a good ban
dit? Could this be the sweet cherub who
used to sit on his knee and call h 1 m
'Uncle Linden?' This was the first time
he had challenged his judgment on any
matter and it had him scared. Humble
Hube was even more scared. He knew
that the Kid was young and ambitious, and
he envisioned himself mysteriously d i s
appearing and the Kid becoming linden's
new sidekick. But there was not much he
could do about it He never really knew
how he got to be I. Aden's buddy in the
first place, and now that he was, most of
the time he didn't know what was going
But this started Linden thinking. May
be having a romantic young fellow like
the Kid by his side would enhance his
own popularity, and people wouldn't com
plain so much when they were robbed. So
one night, just as had been expected,
Humble Hube disappeared and was never
heard from again. It was even said that
when anyone mentioned his name, Linden
would just smile and say, "Who?"
So Bobby lite Kid became Linden's
new partner and together the duo charmed
and alarmed folks from Montana to the
Mississippi River. This went on for quite
a while until the inevitable happened. Bob
by, impetuous young rascal that he was,
was not content to be number two. He '
wanted to be leader of the gang and was
ready to challenge Linden the first time
he saw him slipping. Finally, the time
"I've uh, decided to. uh, take ovah
now," he told Linden.
"Ah beg yer parden," the leader an
"I said, er, I've decided to take ovah
the gang now, because you are old and
feeble and, uh, I am young and caperble."
Well, they started fighting each other.
First the Kid would throw a punch, and
then Linden would throw one and then
they'd roll around In the mud and call
each other names. Eventually, the whole
gang got into the fight. This went on for
a long time, but ironically, no one ever
found out who won.
You see, about that time a stranger
rode into the camp and caught the gang
by surprise. Their outlawing days were
over, so the gang broke up and went
their separate ways. Some of the bandits
went straight, and some continued their
lives of crime. It is rumored that both
Linden and the Kid are still alive, but
are living in retirement in Argentina.
And as for the stranger, well not
much was known about him. Some said
he was short, some said he was talL
Some said he came from the West, oth
ers said from the east In fact, looking
back on it, it seems that there was only
one thing about him that was known for
sure: he rode a dark horse.
Collegiate Press Service
Campus Opinion )
Art Student Disagrees
In reply to the letter of Francis Lawson which ap
peared in the Daily Nebraskan of Friday, I only wish to say
that as an art student, I coult not more heartily disagree.
Perhaps we are not all Michelangelos, Henry Moores or
Jean Arps (which he has undoubltedly never heard of), but
we are trying. Rather than a pile of trash the fence contains
a sculpture garden, a common way of displaying art.
In addition the art is of generally high quality, some of
it being owned by a graduate from the Kansas City Art In
stitute. I would like to say that Mr. Lawson should perhaps fa
milarize himself with the new trends in art and their mean
ingful contribution to society, rather than condemning our at
tempts at learning. We'd rather that he not remain in the
category of those who fly through exhibits commenting "A
three year old could have done better." Would he deny those
attempting to learn?
Students Can Be Rude
I should like to ask you to urgently print some notice in
the Daily Nebraskan reminding students to keep appoint
ments made with their faculty advisers.
The amount of discourtesy, not to say borrish rude
ness, I have experienced in this respect these last few
days has no room in a civilized society. Those who
make an appointment, only to scratch out their name a
couple of hours before the agreed-upon or reserved
time deprive fellow students of a possible appointment
time, and cause their adviser waste of time far in ex
cess of the 20-minute appointment mtie.
Last week I returned from the Library to my of
five only and solely to meet an advisee signed up for
4:45. At my arrival at 4:46 there was no advisee, but
his name was scratched out and put down for a later
This must have happened between 3:25 and 4:45
that afternoon. I should like to ask students to show us
the courtesy they show their girl or boy friends, or the
hairdresser for that matter.
Edward N. Megay
Epitaph Creates Action
In my two years on this campus, I have never been
as gratified as I was by the conflict stirred by the re
cent competition provided your publication by the Tomb
Drama, which had its origins in action in dromen
on "the thing done" is dependent upon conflict for its
very existence. We have had action and drama on cam
pus his week, and I would like to think that the con
flict furnished by the "monster of irrationality," as one
of your contributors so metaphorically put it, did and
will inspire a surge of interest in campus affairs by all
Perhaps a challenge was needed to motivate a criti
cal look at present conditons, and perhaps the infamous
publication will be influential in revitalizing "the things
done" on this campus. . .
Epitaph Was Not Vote-Getter
Undoubtably this Is one of the innumerable letters
you have received commenting on the slime sheet, green
sheet, or the Tombstone Epitaph, however one prefers
to call it, but nevertheless I shall proffer my views.
Unfortunately, the sheet has been accused of swing
ing the election for PSA (Hyde Park, April 13). I firmly
believe that this is not true.
I feel that students are attributing too much impor
tance of a positive nature to the sheet. From listening to
students who had read It I inferred two distinct impres
sions: indifference and anger.
Indifference as reflected by the many people who
didn't bother to read it, and anger, the anger of those
who knew only too well the smear that was implied.
Students who understood it were alienated not swayed
positively toward the PSA by it
With such a negative reaction to the paper I find
it quite mysterious as to bow anyone could logically im
ply that it was a vote-getter for the PSA.
Tell Us The Truth
A sad letter to Gary Wahlgren written after the furor
TtH us the great truth, sir.
Ten us of the strangled press
And the strangled campus
And the lurking evils.
If this is what you believe,
I don't mind.
Tell us, sir, to your wa unforgettable,
Unforgiveable words your own truth
So we may forget the meaning
of the word.
Teli as of intellectual freedom.
But don't employ tactics you condemn.
And please, sir, dont use deceit
and subversion because (even
if you are essentially right) then
you, too, will paralyze the
principles of freedom.
VaL M M
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