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Because of budget restrictions, the UNL
College of Business Administration has not been
able to hire a large enough staff to handle all the
students desiring enrollment in CBA. As a result
they have placed grade requirements on incoming
freshmen.
"The whole problem is that the college is just ,
not getting the money it needs for the enrollment
it has. The deans are very student-oriented but
they just don't have the money, said Kevin
Meyer, a member of the CBA scholarships, honors
and awards committee.
In the past few years, CBA has had problems
with its burgeoning enrollments. But instead of
being rewarded or commended for the increasing
numbers of students it is attracting, CBA has
not received the financial increases it needs.
Financial problems have plagued CBA for some
time. CBA lost 10 per cent of its faculty members
in 1 975 to other institutions. CBA Dean Ron
Smith cited low pay as the major reason for those
professors' exit.
Last year when the American Assembly of
Collegiate Schbols of Business visited UNL's
college they warned that their percentage of full
time faculty members was below accreditation
standards. An amendment financing
undergraduate improvement passed in the
Nebraska Legislature last year saved CBA from
turning away students last fall. v
Because of the popularity of CBA and the
trend toward business careersstudents naturally
want to go in that direction. The university
should be flexible enough to bend a little in the
areas that are growing.
After all, most students go to college so they
can get a job when they are graduated. If, as
studies have shown, the job market is good for
business majors, the university should recognize
and fulfill this need.
letters
Moro questions
I share Donald Orton's concern about inappropriate
spending of tax money (April 18). Bat his letter raised
more questions than those he directly posed. He objects
that Isabel Leteher spoke to Nebraskans for Peace with
out charge. But does it follow that the University of Neb
raska was cheated? Once here, was her every word to be
sold?
Mr. Orton may not know that the honorarium given
Mrs. Letelier was comparatively modest. I must remind
him that her husband was murdered in this country. How
much is it worth for her to speck publicly when her own
life is conceivably endangered? How much, please, how
many dollars? Further, her honorarium was forwarded
to a fund jointly committed to investigating her hus
band's death and to educating Americans like Mr. Orton
about American involvement in Chile. Such education is
clearly needed.
I note with regret that Mr. Orton, who is obstensibly
indignant about misuse of tax revenue, does not cite a
single detail in Mrs. Letelier's speech which indicates
misappropriation. More regrettable is that Mr. Orton
expressed no concern at all over American tax money
being spent to bolster Latin American police states.
; ' EiHRegier
tirst
thought stadium idea
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By Michael Zsngari
I was sitting on the mini-bus the other week looking at
a newspaper-looking duily-not reading, when I noticed
something odd about the gentleman sitting next-to me.
I couldn't quite pin it down: He was wearing a
Groucho Marx nose and glasses, and was smoking what
appeared to be a .Flair. At any rate it was on fire , as was
his briefcase. ...
He smiled. I managed a twisted imitation in return,
then it hit me. How odd that anyone could smile at 8
o'clock on a Monday morning. Stamina, I nodded to
myself. Pure stamina.
Later that same night as I lay in bed reflecting on the
day's disasters, it occurred to me how very little surprises
me anymore. Especially anything to do with the campus.
1 stopped believing in ASUN about the time I stopped
believing in fairies and goblins. It was about the time I
staff opinion
learned that "the University Follies" was not an
all-campus talent show.
So I surprised myself by being amazed at the proposal
to build a new stadium halfway between Lincoln and
Omaha.
Bad joke
If it were earlier this month I might take it as a bad
April Fools joke. But there it is. On May 21, this proposal
will be reviewed at the NU Board of Regents meeting.
It will hit the floor with not one, but two regents support
ing it.
As unlikely as this proposal is to pass over the
existing suggestion to build on an addition to Memorial
Stadium, I'm a bit wary. I've been here too long not to be.
I know it's been a long cold winter, and quite a few
minds may have been numbed by prolonged exposure;
but it's high time some of them thawed.
We don't need a new stadium.
ni say it again. We don't need a new stadium. Unless,
of course, we are going to institute a system of feeding
lions to Christians or vice versa. .'.'.
Let's face it, even though nobody is willing to dispute
the fact-that the Athletic" Dept. is financing the
expansions by themselves, (with a little help from an
increase iY 't prket), it's still difficult to explain it aS
fcwsy to tne vaiios programs and departments on this
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campus who are sianngcnce agam at snotner year of
pathetic budgets and constantly shaking heads. It's just
not fslr. To which the loded rtclv is: It't a. tmi-h life.
v a m y
codkk. It's a tough life when education is on the ropes
nine times out cf 10, and the football team doesn't have
to worry.. "-. r -
.'At least not now.
It was pointed, out to me last week that there was a
time in the not too distant past when you could shoot
off a cannon in Memorial Stadium and not hurt anyone.
- No wfaninj seasssa " .
It is unrealistic to believe that Nebraska will always
have a winning season. It won't. I know that bit of
information will cause quite a bit of bed wetting, but it
wca't bother you if ycti don't think about it. I don't
I don't even think about a winning season.. I have my
hands full worrying tbo-t esch semester.
Maybe a irr:"f7 cf the team's support would
evrrcrals ?r ; ; .i after a bad season, and we could
And what of the thousands of ticket requests, and the
disasterous statement by one of the regents that we
(The killer editorial "we") have an obligation to give a
seat to everyone who want's a ticket? Nobody blinked
when mey didn't feel obligated to provide parking
facilities for everyone who wanted a place. They didn't
even feel obligated to provide a space for everyone who
paid for a place. .
Try that with football tickets and you'd have a riot.
Do it with parking and you get a barely audible whine.
Something is wrong here. Something is dreadfully
wrong. '
I'd like to hear a frustrated roar over this stadium pro
posal. .Not because I believe it will happen, but because it
illustrates the audacity and the stupidity that goes on in
this place without so much as a feather ruffling.
It makes me sick. .
Charles Bukowski wrote a poem in which a man is
led calmly to his death one morning because his friend
tells him that it's "authorized.'' His friend will go on
hanging people until everyone is hanged, and then he will
hang himself. Why? Because it's "authorized."
I have a question along that line for you. How much
crap are you going to swallow before you gag?
Michael Zangsn is sn entertainment writer for the Daily
Nebraskan .
kg)irmr too, Whitens
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Arthur IIoppp
Books new course for dinner parties
Little Amy Carter certainly stirred up more than she
bargained for when she was'caught reading a book at a
White House dinner party last month.
My dinner party set has been able to talk cf little else.
And Women's Wear Daily, our national authority on
trends, has now gone and interviewed everybody who is
anybody in Washington to see what they thought of this
exciting social innovation. Most, surprisingly enough, were
against it and so, reluctantly, am I.
Initially, the concept of curling up with a good book at
a dinner party had tremendous appeal and my hat was off
innocent bystander
to Miss Carter for blazing a trail. But after weeks cf
experimentation, I have been forced to conclude that it
simply won't work. '
The fact of the matter is that a dinner psrty is a lousy
place to read a book.
The first problem I faced when I sat down to dinner at
the Ccngrsves was where to put my bock.
Perhaps I had made a mistake in bringing along Alex
Haley's Roots. It is as Bill Congreve said later, "a really
tig mother of a book." And you know how hostesses are,
always chttrring v? a table with butter plates and tiny
bovj cf salt zni wine glasses.
It was annoying to get Green Godizu dressing tU over
page 142 and then the wine . . . But as Jane Con grave said
with a somewhat forced smile, "Don't worry, white wine
goes with every thing." , .
Another problem I hadn't thought of was light.
Candles just don't do it, so I had to get up in the middle
of the lobster bisque and drag a floor lamp in from the
living room. Luckily, Bill didn't have too much trouble
finding an extension cord. .
By. the time the Chateaubriand arrived, I was all set at
last, book propped up on the fruit bowl centerpiece, a
good light and . . . "What are you reading?" asked Mitzze
McDina3, who was seated on my right.
When I told her Roots, she said, "Oh, I saw it on tele
Vision. Have you come"- to the part yet where Kunta
Kinte..."
"Don't tell me the ending!" I snapped, raising my
voice. This led to my having words with Mitzie's husband,
Joe. (I think he's a member of the Ku Klux Kfcn. You
can't be too careful what you bring to read at dinner
parties these days.)
It was a good five minutes before the Cangreves got
t"-C quieted down again and I could get back to my
book. I hadn't turned more than a pa-- when I sensed it:
l-tzia was actually reading over my shoulder!
Frankly, I don't think there'r anything mere O
mxnnered than that and mtural'y I told her so. That's
when Joe invited me to step outside and
Anyway as I say, a dinner party is V iousy place to
read a book. Persony, I would strongly recommend
watching television instead.
(Copyright Chronklt Putting Co. 1377)
