Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012, April 30, 1947, Page 2, Image 2

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    Oregon W Emerald
Associates to Editor ___
Managing Editor_News r-ditor_
Sports Editor
Assistant Sports Editors
Assistant Managing Editor
News Editors
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Advertising Manager
Executive Secretary
Dcm Jones, Statt rnotograpner__
fe »oKpfe Nancy Won, Helen She,
.40an, Virginia Ihompson, Jim Wallace, Sally Waller.___ __ . ---
““"Xt^ed as second class matter at the postoffice, Eugene, Oregon. _
The Bible, the Flag, and Mom
Of all institutions peculiarly American, the cult of Momism
Is the most enigmatic. As Philip Wylie put it.
Our land, subjectively mapped, would have more silver cords
and apron strings crisscrossing it than railroads and telephone
wires. Mom is everywhere and every thing and darned near every
body, and from her depends all the rest of the V.S. Disguised as
good old mom, sweet old mom, your loving mom, and so on, she is
(he bride at every funeral and the corpse at every wedding. Men
live for her, dote upon her and whisper her name as they pass
away, and 1 believe she has now achieved in the hierarchy of
miscellaneous articles, a spot next to the Bible and the Flag, being
reckoned part of both in a way.
Nationally, a holiday is set aside to honor mom, the Univer
sity designates a weekend as Mom’s Weekend, and even the
Oregon Daily Emerald joins the momworshippers by dedicat
ing to the moms this issue which dutiful sons and daughters are
nro-ed to send home bv dutiful committee chairmen. And tradi
tionally this would be'the place to publish a sentimental tribute
‘ to all women who have gone through the supposedly deifying
experience of reproduction. However, without seeming icono
clastic, let us consider mom, and let the moms consider them
selves. . ■ ,
Hithertp, mom has been so busy changing diapers, puishing
a broom, tending gardens and making quilts that she was
rarely a problem to her family or to her friends, and certainly
not to herself. Nowadays, with time on her hands, mom has
heaved her size-forty charm into hundreds of organizations,
bridge clubs, daughters of some-war-or-other clans, auxiliaries,
etc. She smokes thirty cigarettes a day, chews gum, and has
two cocktails before lunch. She reads the tacky romantic fiction
in all the slick women’s magazines, occasionally glances at an
article which she could not possibly discuss rationally with her
bored-to-nnmbness husband, and she spends three nights a
week at the local flicker follies with "the girls" from the bridge
She practices all the wiles to keep her pap-fed sons adoring
herself, and shrewdly brings up her daughters to become "help
less” rock-eyed mantraps whose crimson lips are riveted into
Hospitals cry for nurses, children in Europe go barefoot and
naked, mothers and babies are dying like rats in a sinking ship
in China, while sweet li’l old American moms spend millions
of dollars a year for cosmetics and psychiatrists to pander to
their malingerings and wheedlings and indulgences caused by
useless neurotic lives.
No, not ah of them. There are thousands of American
mothers whose integrity cannot be questioned, whose souls are
serene, whose children are well-adjusted, whose husbands are
happy. There are thousands of mothers, like the Oregon moms
who provide scholarships, who serve usefully and well. As for
the others, the "brass-breasted Raal", let them search them
selves with the same critical eye they cast on daughter's soror
itv sisters or junior's girl frimid.
While all the husbands, sons and daughters are bringing
booty to mom and polishing the' halo around her silvery ha£.
let mom do a little straight thinking about her worthiness of
the pedestal we’ve placed under her.
How Spartan Can We Get1
1C very year at Junior Weekend and at Homecoming there
is a loud howl from the campus malcontents, who fain would
destroy our sacred Oregon traditions.
Sometimes these trouble-makers even go so far as to sug
gest that a lot of these traditions we enforce are trumped up.
That, of course, is hooev.
To prove the venerable lineage of our most sacred tradi
tion to his one short weekend. Sure, make the freshmen wear
limerald. We read the Junior Weekend stories for years back,
and noted a few points about traditions. Some of them are
really old.
A good example is the decree against smoking on the “old
campus." That one dates clean back to 19+0. They had a rule
like that in 1934, but between '34 and '40 nobody seems to have
given a hoot.
The tradition which prohibits wearing white shoes on the
campus on that most sacred day dates clear back to 1932, when
some of us were graduating from grammar school. Of similar
vintage is the edict against talking to girls, or of the girls incit
ing- a male to conversation. Neckties were included in the
verboten list most years, after about 1932.
Girls have been wearing hair-ribbons for about 10 years.
Freshmen men have been forced to put on that silly thing
known as a “rooters’ lid" since about 1941 or 1942. They did it
in 1930 and no doubt some Junior Weekend committeeman,
looking back for some good traditions to enforce, came across
Well, it’s a‘good one.
Here are a couple more this year's committee might revive,
if they want some real oldies.
Also in the 20’s the freshmen made a big fire each spring
and burned their freshman caps. Now there’s an idea. It would
give the committee something to supervise all year, instead of
forcing them to concentrate their interest in the Oregon tradi
tion to his one shor weekend. Sure, make the freshmen wear
those silly hats all year long—like Oregon State.
The annual frosh-soph tipg’o war, which was one of the high
points of the Junior Weekends of a few years ago has had to
be discontinued because of the shortage of millrace.
While the committee is busy scurrying around finding tra
ditions to enforce, it might also be well to define a few terms..
What is the “old campus.” It includes Deady and Villard, of
course, but does it include Oregon and Commerce? During the
war it didn't. But at Homecoming, if we recall correctly, it did.
Buildings get older as the years go on, and maybe Oregon and
Commerce have now reached that age.
Is all this to be enforced all Junior Weekend, or just during
the luncheon?
If we're going to be real democratic about Junior Weekend
and make it good and tough, we should at least know how
spartan we can get.
Tellitlg the Editor
Thel-e were several other Oregon alumni at lunch today and one of
them had a recent copy of the Emerald in wdiich you were moaning
about the need for a third candidate for the president of the ASUO,
“acceptable to both the Greeks and the Independents,’’ one who will
“reestablish democratic government on the campus.”
You have him ,my dear girl, right under your nose. Last summer in
Los Angeles I had a hot argument with him over campus politics. At
that time I KNOW he was not a member of TNE and it is extremely
doubtful if he has joined since then. From what he said I judged he would
as soon join the Ku Klux Klan as TNE.
Most of the local alumni know him and think he is competent, a good
organizer and to the best of his ability would do as he promises. Maybe
he wouldn’t even run, but if he could be elected he would make a good
man for the Greeks, the Independents, and the University. (Obviously
I have modified some of my ideas about TNE since I was an undergradu
ate or I would not be writing this recommendation.)
His name is Tom Hazzard.
M. W. Waite,
Los Angeles, Calif.
❖ # .*5:
I have always held contempt for
those who would infer that all peo
ple connected with the physical ed
ucation department were of strong
back and weak minds. I have always
been led to believe that a healthy
body builds a healthy mind. I am
still of this contention. However, it
has become increasingly apparent
that someone in the P. E. Dept, has
developed an exceedingly strong
back. So strong, in fact, as to resist
the infestations of the staphylocoe
cuc germ.
One towel is now being provided
per week to those men who wish to
workout in the gym. Reason: The
increased cost of laundry.
David C. Wiley
* * *
It was my original intention to
ignore the charge contained in your
open letter to me, letting its own
absurdity speak for itself. How
ever, it has since come to my notice
that your words are being taken
seriously by several people upon
the campus. As a consequence, I
am forced, to give your letter no
tice which it does not deserve, either
as a literary work or as a piece of
mature reasoning.
You have imputed to me words
which I have never said and
thoughts which I have never con
sidered. Your attack casts direct
reflections upon my fitness for re
sponsible citizenship. You have at
tempted to malign me in a most un
warranted fashion.
It is obvious to me that you have
not taken the slightest trouble to
examine my record on the matter
of the just rights of minority races
and groups. I trust that when you
have repaired your abysmal ignor
ance on this subject you will grant
me the courtesy of a public apol
Hbward K. Zimmerman, Jr.
* * *
What is the Graduate Quarterly ?
Why does it have to have an editor ?
Igorant and undeformed
* * *
Apropos of the lesson in English
administered by Mr. Roy G. Fran
cis, editor of the Graduate Quar
terly, we note with horror the pres
ence of a split infinitive in his sec
BHk&k .a***
In order that the local training
office of the Veterans Administra
tion may better advise men on their
training here at the University the
local training officers have each
taken special groups of veterans to
work and advise with.
Under the new setup Thomas
Karnes will handle the advising of
veterans who are majoring in B.A.
or Law; George McCracken will
work with those majoring in musiq,
journalism, or architecture; and
Kenneth Wood will be available to
(Please turn to page seven)
Biggest laugh since the Snow
belle episode is the rumor that the
tVeekend float drawings paired
the Theta Chis and Chi Psis (thay
now!) One of Browsing’s original
sponsors, an ex-ATO, has been
pressured out of further partici
pation. The Grace Hoffman-Jim
Bocchi combo is the subject of
much excited talk. One of the hot
test political battles of a decade is
taking place within the ASA. Hear
tell that Ann Burgess and Bobbie
[Fulmer are just two of the girls
that have been promised the No. 2
spot. By way of cooling off, you
guys and gals might make a quick
trip to The Duck. All kinds of
fresh, home-made ice cream, .cones,
shakes, sundaes and what hUre
you at pre-war prices.
From what we hear the juicy
Oregon Caves deal has turned a
little sour. In the behind-the-plate
circles they call Huskie coach
Art McLarney society’s Buck
Bailey. They say he dresses better
than our own Hobby (that I gotta’
see!). Promised' to remind you
people that Fennels Drug Store
has a new stock of Greek letter
stationery. Better get yours while
it’s in. A whole raft of bouquets to
both Hicks and Wallace for bring
ing the first real top-notcher to
the Oregon campus. The Campus
Shoe Shop, a scant block away,
boasts of prices as low as any in
town. Full or half soles, taps and
cleats, whatever it is, get those
clogs fixed up for spring rambling.
Also much speculation as to who
ISA “Boss” Lemmons will choose
to run with him come election
time. Glenn Kennedy and “Pete”
McNott have strengthened the ties
with an engagement ring.
Chi O’s newest pledge, the win
some Mariel Means, has an ardent
admirer in Phi Psi’s blonde-topped
Dave Kempston. They say that
Bob Niederholzer is leaning heav
ily towards the DG’s Mary V. The
Phis stately Carolyn Wells and
Ian MacKenzie are planning a
splicing this summer. Ditto for
Theta’s Lo'urana Preston and Fiji
Cammy Eehanis. Both Calbred
Bob Holly and blue-eyed lovely
Jean Glaves seem much satisfied
with their existing arrangement.
With the Jr. Prom coming vft
tuxedos, suits and what therr s
to formals these days should 136
cleaned and readied for the big
Alder and Kincaid on 13th, does a
event. The Best Cleaners, between
professional job of making things
look shipshape. pd. adv.
ond paragraph. What a crime—and
he an editor, too!
H. K. Zimmerman
C. J. Aikin
A. H. Gropp
R. D. Williams
C. R. McCully
D. G. Margetson
Roger D. Whealy