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Dear editor:
I thank the Interim Program
Arbitration Board for not bowing to
pressure and approving the World in
Revolution Conference on Justice in
America as it stands.
You did not blow it. The "Big Red
Machine" may never be the same
again.
Greg Hickman
Dear editor:
Now that the dust kicked up by
President Nixon's latest
pronouncement on Vietnam has had a
chance to settle, I feel obliged to give
my assessment of his plan. I think it is
very important for University students
not to be fooled by the eight-point
peace proposal.
The last point of the plan is the
most important, as it reveals the basic
flaw behind Nixon's proposal. It calls
for a general cease-fire throughout all
of Indo-China and the withdrawal of
North Vietnamese troops from the
same area. Imagine how Roosevelt
would have felt if the Germans in
1945 insisted that we withdraw from
Europe before they would negotiate
with us?
The North Vietnamese are still
waiting for a reasonable proposal.
Roy Baldwin
Dear editor:
As a female student at the
University I would like to question the
clarification of policy issued by Dr.
Samuel Fuenning, director of Student
Health, which appeared in the Daily
Nebraskan Jan. 28, 1972.
It seems that the administration
and Board of Regents are submitting
to pressure to make Nebraska No. 1
again more unwanted pregnancies
than any state in the Union.
They must think that making the
pill available without question will
increase occurrences of
promiscuity by students. Well, I'm
sorry, but a good many people were
indulging before they came here.
Others learn fast.
By instituting such a policy the
administration and the Board of
Regents are neglecting their
responsibility of "in loco parentis"
because they are not providing their
"charges" with contraceptives.
They are also endorsing pollution
by contributing to the population
explosion.
Denying the unqualified
prescription for the pill is a case of
misuse of student fees because we all
have to pay for medical facilities
whether we use them or not. Who are
you trying to help and how,
gentlemen?
Georgena Kuzma
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by Jody Beck
If you'll give me eight dollars now, next May I'll give you a
book. I can't tell you exactly what will be in it. But I can tell
you it will be well-written, contain great illustrations and
more.
That's the kind of vague sales pitch the Cornhusker staff
has to use to sell yearbooks.
Way back when the University was small and most students
knew most other students, everybody bought a yearbook.
Everybody's name, andor photograph was in it. It's the same
in most high schools today. Somewhere between 75 per cent S
and 85 per cent of high school, students buy yearbooks.
You've probably guessed that our situation is somewhat
different. And so is our product. The Cornhusker is a
yearbook. It contains all the traditional things. Pictures of
people, events, clubs, faculty, sports. But it contains some
pretty untraditional things. Articles, dubious achievement
awards, cartoons, photography for art's sake.
We've won awards for the things we include in our
yearbooks. But, we go around in circles trying to sell books
nobody can see yet. I admit I'm prejudiced I think
yearbooks in some form -have a definite place in educational
institutions. And, if the way my parents and grandparents have
taken care of their Cornhuskers is any indication, we'll all keep
our books a long time-and use them.
Friday is the final day of advance sales. Late this afternoon
we have to tell our printer how many books we want. After
that, we will have only so many left to sell. Each time
someone buys a Cornhusker we'll mark it off on a list. In 1969
we ran out of books. There were 250 people on a waiting list
who didn't get books. Next May some people will be able to
buy books, but only until we run out.
One of our staff members is in a booth in the Union now.
He'U be there all day. Give him eight dollars and we'll give you
a really tine yearbook next spring.
V
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How ya gonna keep 'em down on the farm?
Especially when they've seen Big Ben and Hair in a
30-day period. The Cultural Revolution has come
home.
It's obvious we're hip and culturally aware in
Lincoln. Why, not only did we buy all the tickets
offered for Hair, we also bought out the Grand Funk
concert a few months back. And it's even up. -They
asked musical questions we couldn't answer and
we've probably got some they can't answer.
I saw the show a few years ago, so I didn't attend
the performances of "Hair, the American Tribal Love
Rock Musical-A 11 Seats Reserved" in Lincoln. But I
understand the shine from the shoes and coiffures of
Lincoln's hip, culture-oriented community was
dazzling.
And it's reassuring to know that the Lincoln hip
community is together enough to sell out three nights
of the show. After all, all those people in the white'
shirts and dark ties must be hip. They were at Hair,
weren't they?
If this is the dawning of the Age of Aquarius,
we're in worse trouble than we thought.
Next year we can all pile onto the Big Red Express
for Paris to see the "Loover", huh? Oo La La.
In fact, some things are happening in our backyard
that should be picked up on. The University Arts
Council is providing some interesting, rewarding
programs despite just about everybody's attempts to
ignore them.
And the Student Film Cooperative meets each
Tuesday evening at 7:30 in the Nebraska Union. The
meetings are open to anybody who wants to view
student-made films and equipment for showing 8mm
and 16mm film is available for anybody to show their
efforts.
A political note: we live in America, where
anybody can grow up to be President.
Webster's New World Dictionary has this to say:
an-y-bod-y (en'i-bud'i, en'i-bod'i), pron. 1. any
person; anyone. 2. a person of fame, importance, etc.
The American system of democracy has been using
the second definition for too long a time. We've got a
chance to change that by signing the petitions to
allow the People's Party on the Nebraska ballot.
They're available at a booth in the Union. Whether
the People's Party platform is agreeable to us or not
isn't the question here. Everyone should have a
chance.
Remember, government for the people, by the
people, etc. That's us, too. Even if we're mostly just
folks.
And lastly, this week's attempt to close the
knowledge gap comes from the 1968 edition of the
Guiness Book of World's Record.
'The longest sausage ever recorded was one 3,124
feet long made on June 29, 1966, by 30 butchers in
Scunthorpe, Lincolnshire, England. It was made of
6Vi cwt. (650 pounds) of pork and 1V4 cwt. (ISO
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FRIDAY, FEBRUARY 4, 1972
THE DAILY NEBRASKAN
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