Oregon herald ALL-AMERICAN 1946-47 The Oregon Daily Emerald, official publication of c'ne University of Oregon, published daily during the college year except Sundays, Mondays, and final examination periods. Entered as second-class matter at the postoffice, Eugene. Ore. Member of the Associated Collegiate Press__ BOB FRAZIER, Editor BOB CHAPMAN, Business Manages BILL YATES Managing Editor JUNE. UUE/I 6C,, unui u * Co-News Editors DON FAIR Co-Sports Editor FRED TA ' i UK walt McKinney, jeanne simmonds, maryans thielen Associates to Editor PHYLLIS KOHLMEIyji HELEN SHERMAN^ Asst. Managing Editor WINXY C,>\) Advertising Mx^agev _p DIANA DYE J™ WAl. 'CE Assv^ant Nws Editors__ National Advertising Manager.-.■nittr'^an,1fe^hi?5nir Office Manager .-... Marge Huston Foster Editorial Board: Harry Glickenan, Johnny Kahananui. Bert Moore, Ted Goodwin. Bill Strattor., Jack Billings. _____ Horse Play Sends Critic By BERT MOORE It’s always a pleasure to find that what you write is eagerly read by someone. It’s doubly a pleasure when that someone is personable Phyllis Kohlmeier, the toast (in sarsaparilla, naturally) of the journalism school. But let’s quote: “Your column has always been an infallible guide to me, said Miss Kohlmeier. “I read it closely, and when you recom mend something I always stay away. When you pan some movie I make a point of seeing it. I see more good movies . . . Going on the principle that this is a fairly widespread at titude I’m tempted to do my best to tear the production of “Ride the Pink Horse” into small, bruised pieces. Then Miss K. and her many intellectual compatriots would lie forced to see it. It’s well wortli their time. Bob is Tough “Ride the Pink Horse” stars Robert Montgomery, who also directs. A double job like this is always tough, and it’s a credit to Mongomery’s talents that both chores are compe tently done. As “Lucky” Gagin, a tough egg of the postwar school (he fought in New Guinea, carries a .45 picked up in the service, and is all set to take care of a war profiteer who gathered cash while he gathered psychoneuroses), Montgom ery is fine. Montgomery the director could have been a little better. Among the minor lapses that I can readily call to mind is a scene where the detective of the piece makes a long speech to Gagin. Action comes to a dead halt as the detective talks, and Montgomery has resorted to cutting back and forth rather indiscriminately to views of the speaker and his audience in an effort to make things move. Like the Razor It was reminiscient of those lengthy ill-managed scenes in “The Razors Edge” where Tyrone Power and Gene Tierney walked in and out of corners and made febrile gestures while they delivered their interminable lines. Montgomery has surrounded himself with an excellent sup porting cast. Thomas Gomez who is almost as versatile a per former as Hume Cronvn, does a good job with the toughest part in the picture, that of a nearly illiterate Mexican who operates a rundown merry-go-round. Another ounce of ham in Gomez and his role would have been one of those “Pleez let’s stop, Geesco, my saddle-sores are getting saddle-sores” routines. As the heroine Wanda Hend-ryx is boih beautiful and be lievable, but 1 enjoyed the acting of the villain a little more. Maybe I've been missing too many shows, but he’s the first cinema scoundrel 1 ever saw who wore a hearing-aid. The business he goes through of dialing in and out of conversations is responsible for some tremendously effective touches. All in all, I think “Ride the Pink Horse” can be recom mended as a fine movie. Break that rule for once, Miss K. I t>pctor. OF fj I PSVCHIATRVJ/ Reprinted from the February, 1918 issue of esquire CopyrisM 1948 by fsquirt, tna * 1 . f ‘ ' .... Students Like 'Em Young A random poll taken by a brace of Em erald reporters last week indicates that Harold Stassen and Earl Warren are the leading contenders for the presidency—at least in the minds of University of Oregon students. The poll was a random one. It did not pre tend' to be a “scientific sampling of public opinion.” There were none of the gadgets of the Gallup system, none of the “authority” commonly associated with the big-time polls. But, while it can’t be considered “authorita tive,” it can be read with more than a little interest. The poll seemed to show that college stu dents—at least those on this campus—do not follow their elders too closely. Thomas E. Dewey and Robert A. Taft, both leading con tenders on the national scene, fared very badly here. Douglas MacArthur, w h o is being boomed nationally by persons who did n’t serve in the Pacific theater, hardly showed at all. It is probably significant that the two^ leading contenders are young men as presi dential timber goes, and that they are both^ from the “West,” if you call Minnesota West.’ Both factors probably had a lot to do with, the choices. But it is their position in the left-right; axis that seems most noteworthy. Perhaps neither is a "liberal” to the followers of Henry Wallace. Perhaps neither is in the “Roosevelt tradition.” But neither is a “re-3 actionary,” whatever that means, nor is eithef associated with the “fascist” political groups® on the far right. You could probably call them,, leftish Republicans. s This desire for men of the more liberaj. stripe may be chalked up to the youth of the group polled, for youth is traditionally liberal s But youth is also traditionally numerous?' If youth votes, the results could place one of the younger candidates in the big race next' fall. _h: --- A Step Nearer The Circle It is doubtful that we have come full circle in the thousand years since the founding of the University of Bologna, but we will come a step closer to it this afternoon when a group of students interested in reading books meets in the browsing room of the library to form a “great books” club. This group, which will meet at 4 o'clock, will have more than a little in common with the “student guilds” which were formed in Northern Italy in the middle ages to study the great works of the world. Our present litera ture courses are probably a jazzed up ver sion of these early groups, but the difference is as great as the similarity. These students of a thousand years ago, like the group which meets this afternoon, were interested in reading great books. They didn’t want literature shoved down their throats, and they didn’t ask that all the plea sure be squeezed out. They, took their book; straight—pleasure and all. So may it be wk! the group this afternoon. Miss Bernice Rise, circulation librariar and champion of the old American sport ol reading for the heck of it, will sponsor tin group, and Charles R. Hansard, president McChesney hall and chairman of the booi buying committee of the house librarians! will be acting chairman of the new organize tion. The club will be patterned after the grea, books course that has attracted considerably attention among townspeople. The course carried out as a no-credit project by the gens era! extension division, has made knowledge of the works that have shaped history avai? able to townspeople. Along with the book6 the citizens got a dose of explanation fro;;. University faculty members who specializg in the fields covered by the great books. t Now, Just When Was Quintilian? p i culture on this campus is no dead thing. That is true despite all the rumors and despite the University’s not-unfounded repu tation as a “country-club.” Yesterday the Emerald quoted Quintilian, and identified him as “Quintilian (A.D. 42 118).” The paper was hardly off the1 press be fore the editor’s phone ran^ and a cultured reader, who would not reveal his name, chal lenged Quintilian’s dates. We explained that the Quintilian we had in mind was Marcus F. Quintilian, the Latin rhetorician, a rhetorician being “a master or teacher of rhetoric.” Quintilian’s dates as given in the Emerald were a direct steal from Bartlett's “Familiar Quotations.” But our anonymous caller insisted that the Latin master or teacher of rhetoric didn't live si long. It seems there is a dispute in learned cf cles, too. The Funk Sz Wagnalls Colley Standard Dictionary (that’s the one they gi\ vets at the co-op) lists him as A.D. 35-9: The Encyclopedia Britanica concurs. Xc‘ so Webster’s Unabridged, which gives hii another five years of life, listing him as , D. 35 ?-100?”. But’the Oxford Dictionary c Quotations muddies the waters even furthr by writing it thus: “A.D. 40-c 100.” Maybe the Romans didn’t keep very got' books, or maybe there has been some impo tant calendar shift in the past 1800 or years. The Emerald wishes now it had quot< Michel de Montaigne (1533-1592) or Alg^ non Sidney (1622-1683) and let it go at tlw Frailty, Art Thou Man or Woman? Dig- in, n.on. as, judging from a report in the January issue of Glamour magazine, the women are on the march again. The iron walls of bias in the professional fields of law, medicine, architecture, and housing a r e slowly melting as the women push on to new horizons. Engineering seems to be the last stronghold but even this field has absorbed 1 per cent of the 12.3 per cent professional or semi-professional women workers. The article states that of the nearly IS million U.S. women working today, the ma jority are stationed behind typewriters, at conveyor belts and in other women's kitch ens BUT there is a distinct trend toward greater responsibility in women’s jobs. The Bureau of Labor Statistics reports that be tween 1940 and 1947 the number of women owning or managing businesses virtually doubled; cnftsvvomen are 775,000 stronger than they were before. Think of the significance! Is the shaky old joke about women eventually usurpii man s supreme position going to become ghastly reality. Are men actually to 1 crowded out of their •own fields into the p sition of the aproned homemakers of tome row ? } Distraught males viewing the alarmif trend may well band together for a thougi ful counter-attack. Why not fight fire \vi tire ? If large numbers of males suddenly gan invading the traditional feminine fielj of homemaking, nursing, teaching, libra' work and social service, maybe the tide \vo| be turned.\\ omen, stunned at this new trei! would halt their stampede into male fief and rush back to save their own forts. T rest is easy. Men could quietly return to th former strongholds and the balance would . restored. If Shakespeare were still alive, could again say, “Frailty, thy name is \ man!" —M.Er