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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 20, 1946)
Dregdn W Emerald LOUISE MONTAG Editor ANNAMAE WINSHIP Business Manager MARGUERITE WITTWER Managing Editor BILL SETSER Advertising Manager JEANNE SIMMONDS News Editor MARILYN SAGE, WINIFRED ROMTVEDT Associate Editors Leonard Turnbull, Fred Beckwith Co-Sports Editors BYRON MAYO Assistant Managing Editor MARYANN THIELEN Assistant News Editor BERNARD ENGEL Chief Copy Editor TED BUSH Chief Night Editor ANITA YOUNG Women’s Page Editor JACK CRAIG World News Editor BETTY BENNETT CRAMER Music Editor Editorial Board Mary Margaret Ellsworth, Jack Craig,'Ed Allen, Beverly Ayer Published daily during the college year except Sundays, Mondays, and holidays imd Cnal exam periods by the Associated Students, University of Oregon. Entered as second-class matter at the postoffice, Eugene, Oregon. 'M*ibvdu*ude QUo-ice-.... The Frosh Glee committee has unintentionally blundered twice in its selection of a theme for the freshman class dance Saturday. After the first theme, “Temptation,” was abandoned because of its treatment of the Biblical story of Adam and Eve, the committee decided on “Piccaninny Prance” as a substitute. Such themes are common, and the offense is not even evident to the casual reader. Whether this is due to an almost un conscious prejudice or condescending attitude, or to a Northern er’s opinion that his friends arc hot linked to their race group in the Old South, the theme definitely was not intended to foster any ridicule of individuals or groups. The Emerald does not wish to emphasize an unfortunate choice or to accent any hurt feelings. Its purpose is to bring the matter into the open, explain the lack of intention, and recognize the natural reaction of those students who felt hurt, with the hope that a statement of case will clear up the mis understanding and embarrassment. /J ^hucJi at the ^bkd By PAT KING French radio listeners experienced a panic when the French National Radio produced a program a la Orson Welles’ “Men From Mars.” Announcers with “bulletins” panted that cities were crumbling and ships were being swallowed up by the sea because atomic energy, which had gotten out of control, was rocking the world. Suicides were reported, and babies were were born prematurely. Screaming citizens ran into the streets and boulevards before they heard the announcer trill jovially, “Wake up! It’s all a joke!" The French government wasn’t amused and dismissed the director of tlie broadcasting company and suspended the script writer. Television Knee Networks are vicing to out distance each other in the race for the television market. CBS has built and installed since V-J Day Oewly-developed equipment for oUra-high frequency color televi sion. Demonstrations are being given throughout this month at New York studios for members of the press and industry. NBC will probably locate its transmitter on Mount Wilson at a cost of approximately $750,000. Officials believe that television and the movie industry will compli ment each other rather than con flict because of the valuable pub licity that can be had through previews of forthcoming movies. Movie cameramen and technicians will be used to make films for television. Market by June RCA is expected to have tele vision receivers on the market In June, with prices ranging from $150 upwards, and demand is ex pected to be far ahead of supply for some time.. The Emerald will make its bow over the ether waves tonight at il on KOBE with members of the staff participating. IflllllllHIIIIIIll'llllllimilllllHIIIItllHIIItlllillllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll' Telling the Editor iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiutniiiiiiiimiiiitiiiiiutiifiiittitituuiutHiiiiiinmiiiiiiiiitiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiitiir About Rubber Bands . . . In the passing, flurry of life the big things stand' out so clearly in our minds that the little issues are lost in the glare. You will hear the girls complain about the nylon shortage and the fellows about the shirt shortage, but who com plains about the shortage of the lowly rubber band that gives the : boys a flat front? No one! So in the behalf of the rubber band I raise a plea for its recognition as a critical item. What keeps an open collar from flying over a sweater? What eleminates those unsightly bulges in a fellow's mid dle? What gives the students their hunchbacked stance? What holds up their trousers? The all-impor tant rubber band. The male stu dents are losing their charming, well-groomed appearance and are beginning to stand up straight! But worst of all there is the con stant dread of synthetic rubber band failure haunting our youth! The nation is failing in its debt j to its budding intelligentsia. The male graduates are leaving the j colleges and universities incom I pletely equipped to meet the hard ! ships of the world. Therefore, I urge the men of the University j of Oregon to join in one mightly i cry for MORE AND BETTER | RUBBER BANDS! A Webfoot. lll!IIIIIJIIIIIII!!IINIIIIIIIMIIIIllll!lllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll!llllllllllllilllNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII Powder Burns I remember we were sitting in a roadside inn near Camp Davis, North Carolina, when a little old lady with a flushed face protrud ing over ruffles and an apron, bolted through a swinging door and yelled: "Roosevelt’s dead.” All the Democrats got up and left, and the Repulicans ordered another beer. Word—two words — they beck oned an era—drew eyes, hearts, and minds and spread goodbye over the inn, the road hard by; drab, washed barracks; dull numbed sky. The army camp woke up. Staff cars appeared . . . jeeps came spurting through a gate . . .run ning figures interlaced the bar racks . . . words pummeled words ... all some form of “Roosevelt’s dead.” The air picked it up—through the trees, down the pavement, in a million filing baskets, past a million scattered billboards (paper on them faded, hung in streams, new deal tattered ... faded NRA. Mud . . . mud . . , and shovels digging nothing . . . sand . . sand and dams in the Tennessee valley. Former WPA’s guarding PW’s ... watch out for the filibuster. It slipped beneath a cloudbank, turned and looked across a nation left a pall of signs and symbols ... left an empty melancholy . . . . . . something else too—something else. All the good and bad and neith er and both that held a thing to gether for an era . . . that was it. And it was gone when the Re publicans finished their beer. Browsing... With Joe Young Here it is again . . . scribbled out in longhand. . . Number 917 didn’t win that Co-op portable . . . Well, things are tough, and it's the up-to-date quote, “Don’t you know there’s a reconversion on?” — UO — Designs-for - kindergarten were an eye-opener for one of the morn ing session of the school building conference. . . The budding geni uses in architecture exhibited their modeled wares to the Oregon edu cators up in Arch 200. . . There were comments—ryes, many of them—-about all those "confined balloons” and “controlled areas” planned to start the 5-year-olds on the collegiate path. . . — UO — A glance around, and you know the vet’s branch of service by his pants—and you also know what’s left of his pre-war-drobe and what’s still missing from his post war style dreams. . . Public Law 346 doesn’t provide for that frayed look on his collar or that “I-wan na-be-like-in-Esquire” look in his eye. . . — UO — Have you noticed—that a truck load of crushed stone has filled some of the wading pools around Villard. . . ? Have you noticed—how sleepy the 1 o’clocks get on these picnic ish days. . . ? Have you heard—that the robins have a cheery call a few minutes before 8—or are you too, too sleepy, or should I say, too sleepy too. . . ? — UO — A generous caffein content is something you can’t muster out Noted, an Record On the Classical Side By BETTY BENNETT CRAMER Though many critics have de work as tiresome, shallow, and agree that his “Manfred” Symp more epic scale. This music c of the hero of Byron’s poem ar and climax. Fabion Sevitsk; Symphony in an outstanding re cording of this work. The smoothly flowing tone and robust vigor are especially commendable in this rarely heard orchestra. The album contains fourteen sides. Krueger to Vienna Karl Krueger; the Detroit Sym phony orchestra maestro who was last represented in a widely admired waxing of Schumann “Piano Concerto in A Minor” with Claudio Arrau in November, has been invited to conduct six con certs by the Vienna Philharmonic this March. The president of the Vienna Philharmonic, one of the I most celebrated orchestras in Europe, has assured the maestro that the personnel of the 130-man orchestra remains intact. This experience will prove inter ' esting for Krueger who last con j ducted the Vienna Philharmonic in 11937 (and who was re-engaged for j the 1938 season commitment he | failed to keep, both in the Austrian | capital and at Salzburg after Hit ler marched on Vienna) because i his apprenticeship as a conductor I was served in the Vienna Opera | house and later infrequent appear lances as conductor of the Vienna ■ Philharmonic. Good and Bad John Charles Thomas, who will sing Thursday evening in the Igloo, has made good and bad re cordings. Slightly on the stinko (side is his album called "Concert Favorites." Singing such inevitable encores as "In the Gloaming,” "Drink to Me Only with Thine i Eyes," and Tisti's “Mattinata,” | Thomas' diction and tone quality leave much to be desired in this nounced much of Tchaikovsky's uninteresting, most musicians hony was conceived on a much epicts the turbulent character d contains a wealth of melody t conducts the Indianapolis lecording. Carroll Hollister is at the piano. Watch for a National Special re lease combining the talents of the celebrated soprano Hulda Lash anska with Kirstin Thorberg, Metropolitan mezzo, is the first American recording of eight rarely heard Mendelssohn duets. of a man. . . The old 1000-1400 1600 “joe pot’’ duty is now 10-2-4 ^ o'clock trips to the most conveni ent poffee urn. . . — UO — Browsing rightfully belongs to books—shiny, new jackets on store shelves, the numerical frigidity of index marks on library shelves, and from the fascination disorga nization on the shelves at home comes a compact little volume. . . The rhythm of a spiritual life; the words of a Syrian philosopher ex pressing the deepest impulses of man’s heart and mind. . . On Love . . . On Giving . . .On Laws . . . On Freedom-. . . On Teaching . . . On Religion . . . On Self-Knowl edge . . . “No man can reveal to you aught but that which already lies half asleep in the dawning of your knowledge. . . The teacher is indeed wise who does not bid you enter the house of his wisdom, but rather leads you to the threshold of your own mind. . . ” And the edition over at the Co-op is com^ plete with his mystical drawings. . . . It is the idealism of Kahlil Gibran in “The Prophet.”. . — uo — Noticed while driving to the Beaux-Arts Ball: a big beautiful radar pip of a moon. . . But since Willamette weather is a rainy probability, the B.A.B. was the welcome-spot with bread sticks and cheese, music and costumes, or lack-of-costumes. . . If a would be fisherman could have cast one of those decorative fish nets over Saturday night’s AAA conclave, he would have made a catch both unsuppressed and unsurpassed. . . Faulty light circuits—unintention al, of course—punctuated the gai ety with darkened moments of more romantic desires. . . Even the married clan snuggled close;?'-' together as the evening frenzied away at this insane Elysium. . . -UO The people of our nation, feeling very benevolent and generous at times, have condescended to have a National Brotherhood week of reforming attitudes and liberaliz ing prejudices. . . Ministers and radio programs are talking about it, but are people, like maybe some University students, doing any thing about it. . . Those people who need much more than a week to fumigate some of their old creed and color views. . . Terse comment from Dean Turn bull on hearing of a soon-to-be committed millracing: “Dry.” THE WORLD’S MOST HONORED WATCH ARE YOU HAVING A HOUSE DANCE? Call a Candid Photographer from SidUneyd. Photo- Salon