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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Sept. 25, 1941)
Oregon’s Executive Committee Nurses It’s Wounds and Ponders rJ'\IiE campus waits with interest for the action of tlie executive committee of the Associated Students tomorrow afternoon, when they meet to select-a new first vice president and sophomore member. For, by constitutional authority, it is their privilege to replace council vacancies. There is only one fair path for the electors to follow in choosing their associates. Since Bob Calkins, now a private in the United States army, and Chuck Woodruff, now attending UCLA, botji represented unaffiliated students of the University it is logical that such representation should be again granted the independent group. # # * JN the first place, an executive committee cannot adequately represent a democratic institution unless il is representative in every respect of the wishes, aims, and principles of all factions or groups in that institution. Only in that way can the real purpose of an executive committee, to increase the quality of student government, be developed. Narrowing the explanation down to the com mittee itself, it is oidy natural that each member of the group will make a more determined effort to contribute something worthwhile if there is a certain amount of opposition to his ideas and a challenge to his points. Student leaders must realize that if the committee is to have sparkle and be full of ideas, it must be varied in content. # # # j^JIIIEF executives of such higher governmental. units as the state have established this fair policy of replacing vacancies in representative posts with men of similar ideas. Taking a cue from experience, Oregon’s executives can see their duty clearly. Independent organizers, however, should he ready to propose new men. The executive commit tee cannot be expected to draw conscientious stu dent leaders out of a hat; undoubtedly they will spend a good deal of time and their task will not be easy. For certainly Bob Calkins and Chuck Woodruff were the outstanding sophomore and senior leaders. But from a field of more than 2000 unaffiliated students—57 per cent of the student body—there are without doubt two students cap able, enthusiastic, and actually fitted for student* government. The executive committee is faced with its first test of fair-minded representation. The campus waits to judge their new governors by the policy they will adopt in this initial duty. Oregon W Emerald The Oregon Daily Emerald, published daily during the college year except Sundays, Monday, holidava, and final examination periods by the Associated Students, University of Oregon. Subscription rates: $1.25 per term and $3.00 per year. Entered as second-class matter at the postofflce, Eugene, Oregon._ Represented for national advertising by NATIONAL ADVERTISING SERVICE, INC., college publishers’ representative. 420 Madison Ave., New York—Chicago—Bos ton—Los Angeles—San Francisco—Portland and Seattle._ HELEN AXGELL, Editor FRED MAY, Business Manager ASSOCIATE EDITORS: Hal Olney, Betty Jane Iliggs Ray Schrick, Managing Editor James Thayer, Advertising Manager Bob Frazier. News Editor____ Editorial and Business Offices located on ground floor of Journalism building. Phones 3300 Extension: 382 Editor; 353 News Office; 359 Sports Office; and 354 Business Offices. The Walls Come Down ^^REGON’S present seniors were thinking about high school graduation when a man named Adolf Hitler took a revi talized Gorman array into Austria in March, 1938. In the four years since that first lightning-like trek across the Austrian border, events have piled on top of each other until the snowball of war has enveloped most of the civilized world. Suddenly it becomes evident that this mounting torrent of activity has touched even the peaceful center of the slow moving college campus, whose ivy vines had always seemed to cradle an existence entirely apart from that of the world outside. In the past, the worries of political gravy trains, Sat urday night dates, or-theoretical rather than actual studies of international affairs, have often made students oblivious to the world in which they live. * * * PUT in September, 1941, the war comes to our own doorstep. And with the increased emphasis on national defense and Americanism, it becomes evident that the “way of life” on a college campus has undergone a change, too. Then1 is something gone from the balanced spirit of the campus of years before, because so many undergraduates “over ‘21” are now a part of the ever-expanding United States army. The enrollment is not drastically reduced, but many of the oldsters are gone. An occasional uniform on the campus is no longer unusual. House managers in living organizations juggle money hope lessly as they try to provide the same quality meals -from money whose buying power has been sharply curtailed. Pecu liarly enough, they find their members are quite uncomplain ing about food economy. They seem to feel the gravity of the situation. There are fewer new clothes, because they aren’t to be had. ' | Ml EKE is a larger percentage of students in the University *w’ who have come because they have entirely serious mo tives of preparation for life. When jobs are so plentiful as during a war-time industrial boom, young men and women think twice before they choose between highly paid jobs and four years of college work. It is interesting to note that the slight enrollment decrease is attributed almost entirely to army and navy demands. It is an indication that many young people are seriously deciding to prepare themselves to take over the problems of the world instead of diving into insecurity for present material reward. Few of the grim realities of events on the other sides of the waters has touched the protected lives of Oregon under graduates. But modern communication has brought them closer to the stage of the greatest drama of the 20th century. It has brought them so close to the real suffering that each life has become a little more serious, a little less complaining, and a great deal more appreciative of the opportunity of obtaining a college education in a free country. Although mid-summer rumors indicated Oregon might be in line for a sizeable enrollment decrease this fall, latest administration reports indicate that registration will remain practically the same as last year. Other coast colleges have noted decreases up to 10 per cent. At Seosmat Qlance By TED HARMON The 1941 edition of rush week, which most Greeks call “hell week,” closed Tuesday afternoon with cars parked on lawns, blar ing sirens and horns, saw blades and screaming coeds. Lifeblood for campus living organizations had been sucked from an even 500 rushees and the campus once again began to settle down to a normal routine. It probably wasn’t until after the pledge dance Tuesday eve, not until these chosen 500 climbed into squeaky bunks did they begin to realize that their future would not be exactly a bed of roses. Sure, this week they can sleep as late as they want, run around and violate what will be quiet hours and let the sophomores clean up the houses. But that’s all this week. And as they danced they, as all new students did, began to realize that they had begun to share new responsibilities and problems which will arise from those about them. The humor and pathos of rush welt is iron ically mixed, but the final out come is always the same; the bond of a fraternity pin is not in its weight or size, but in com panionship and not even money can buy that. It’s all in the indi vidual. Red Face At the dance, life’s most em barrassing moment came for one rushee when she fell headlong down the steps of Geblinger after catching her heel in her dress . . . and for another when she discovered that her "sisters” had mistakenly given her two dates for the evening and they were both downstairs. There was the fellow who couldn’t find the “Al pha Delt” house, meaning, of course, the ADPis. There was the couple on the floor, one from Los Angeles, the other from Port land, who couldn’t agree on their tempotic footwork. And the few seniors who managed to get dates for themselves with rushees to go to the dance. The ruse didn’t last long. NATURAL NUGGETS: Alpha Chi’s Marcia Cochran and Kath erine Pelly . . . ADPi’s Winnie Scroggie and Lorraine Davidson . . .Alpha Gam’s Betty Lee Stu art and Betty Jean Bishop . . . AOPi’s Carol Pagler and Betty Ann Leist . . . Alpha Phi’s Elea nor Staaehli and Carolyn Loud . . . Alpha Xi Delta’s Jean Nor ton and Amy Brattain . . . Chi O’s Suzanne Stickels and Jean Mar shall . . . Tri-Delt’s Meri Huber and Marjory Vannice . . . Dee Gee's Barbara Younger and Bet ty Bevil . . . Gamma Phi’s Bar . . . Theta’s Polly Gordon and (Continued on page five) 'Greatest Show on Earth’ Stars A. Hitler; 'Cast' Jittery # (Editor's note: The following is one of a series of inter pretative columns on international affairs to be written by University students interested in the field. The opinions of the writer, an Oregon senior, are not necessarily the views ($£~ the Emerald.) By J. C. “Abie’s Irish Rose” and “Tobacco Road” were pretty fair shows of a sort and are remembered for the long runs they enjoyed on Broadway but they have long since been dwarfed by the color-filled, billion dollar extravaganza now being pre sented by a star-studded cast headed by the Messrs. Hitler, Mussolini, Stalin, and Churchill and a supporting cast of millions. The program lists Mr. Hitler as the villain, and he has stayed thoroughly in character all during the performance. Britannia has a tough part as the wronged maiden; while she’s undoubtedly a nice girl, so far she seems more perturbed about saving the family silverware than about salvaging her virtue. In fact Mr. Hitler has been heard to insinuate that^ although she belongs to the YWCA now, she has a past of her own. With a quick shave, a bath, and a delousing process between acts, Mr. Stalin bloomed forth as the champion of virtue after a rather smelly part as coat holder for Mr. Hitler in the first act. Mr. Mussolini, now relegated to the wings as sound effects man, is doing a tremendous job on the wind machine. Love Scene Irritated by the fact that Mr. Hitler has been promising ice cream cones to his little brothers, the star-spangled gent in the front row has been raucously heckling Mr. H. during the entire show. So infuriated is the gent with the stars be coming that he threatens to jump up on the stage and kick the tar out of the fuzzy-lipped villain if he doesn’t put down the meat cleaver and leave Britannia alone. The fair Britannia has quite obviously been making eyes at this gallant gentle man ever since the first act. The ushers report that the man with the stars on his vest has been acting kind of funny, running around behind scenes and loading cap pistols for the slant-eyed bit player with the rising sun on his tunic, then coming out in front and throwing tomatoes at him. More Confusing The plot of this merry little show is a little bit thick and not at all easy to figure out. The supporting cast is taking an awful beating and they’re kicking the very devil out of the props. From way up in the nickel seats the whole thing is very difficult to understand. It would seem like a comedy if folks weren't so mad and excited about it. Some people think that the guy in the star-spangled vest should sit down and figure^ out a happy ending. Jlabt... Warning to pledges: fraternity men agree that “a pat on the back develops character—if ad ministered young enough, often enough, and low enough.” —Reader's Digest * * * Alumni and student body mem bers of UCLA, are requesting Oz zie Nelson, currently singing with his orchestra at the Casa Man ana, to include UCLA’s “By the Old Pacific's Rolling Waters” in the album of college songs which he recently made in the east. —California Daily Bruin At UCLA, with a view toward more campus democracy, Student Body Prexy Jim Devere invited presidents of all organizations— both University and social fra ternities — to gather and talk problems on executives’ day. At Oregon, with so many politicians under one roof, a new political bloc would probably be formed. This income tax minimum is getting mighty low. We can justjll hear some bum say: “Could you spare me a nickel to pay my in come tax.’’ —Daily Texan