Of No Great Concern
A Hob Deuel and Will Urban got the AGS endorsements for
the Executive Council reps yesterday afternoon. Nobody was
surprised. At least if they were, they shouldn’t admit it.
On the surface it appears they were elected by a very demo
cratic procedure. However—exactly how many AGS house
representatives voted for the person they thought could best
represent AGS students on the council? And how many reps
voted for the person they were told to vote for?
AGS hopes that no individuals from AGS house will now peti
tion for either of the two vacated AGS positions on the Coun
cil. In effect, AGS would apparently like to say to the Coun
cil—here are the two people we endorse, accept them or accept
no one.
Fortunately, we doubt if the Council can be so treated.
We hope the council will never allow itself to be intimidated
by any group.
AGS has acknowledged that the Council is the authority
which will select the new reps. This admission and the party’s
actions are not consistent.
With this in mind, the Council may give the party’s endorse
ments their proper weight—which is not too heavy a one.
Of Diverse Things
“Knowledge brings happiness.” Or so the greater part of
the senior class learned yesterday when it opened the mail.
The mysterious “personal” letters received by seniors only
from New York were not offers of positions on Wall Street but
detailed advertising blurbs from the publisher of a sex manual
that probably pre-dates Comstock. 1 *l|
This is an annual occurrence on campus and we recommend
it be celebrated yearly by a great senior bonfire at some well
chaperoned spot...
After this year any student who wants to get through the
University without getting an activity point or two will have
to set up housekeeping in the heating tunnels. The opening
of the Student Union will bring work to hundreds of now idle
students.
At a meeting of the Board yesterday some of the committees
necessary to keep the SU functioning were outlined. They
ranged from art gallery to “trouble shooting” committees.
(The later is a group of persons standing ready to help the
director in case of an atomic event.)
The board worked on methods to “mix the campus popula
tion” and remove charges of favoritism in the choice of work
ers. It was tentatively decided that the board would take peti
tions, interview candidates, and then list each applicant ac
cording to the talents he manifests. The lists are then turned
over to committee chairmen who take the persons who will
function best, by reason of ability, in their divisions. Chairmen
are appointed by the board, but it is hoped that leaders will
naturally show themselves in the course of events at the Stu
dent Union.—B.H.
This Settles It!
This writer sees more than just a slight note of doom in the
recent announcement from London that British scientists are
experimenting with plastic material, seeking the ideal cloth to
mask the human body from dangerous radio-active rays result
ing from atomic blasts.
The potential horrors of atomic war have seemed bad enough
up to now. Now we’re threatened with “atomic suits.
Worst of all, one fashion designer has predicted that such
security consciousness would mean the end of low neck
lines, short sieves, and short hem-lines in women’s clothes.
Is anything more neded to demonstrate the need of a peace
ful solution?—Stan Turnbull.
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Hitlft' at Random
Mrs. Gilbert is Disillusioned
About Campus Politics
lu 9a Qilleni
The political pot is simmering! The AGS
(formerly the ASA and commonly known as
the Greek Bloc) is happily pushing candi
dates to the fore to fill vacant ASUO posi
tions. The USA with the usual pledge “we
ain’t supporting nobody — the best man
should have the job.” What parties get the
positions on the council is supposed to indi
cate which way the wind is blowing—politi
cal hot air, that is.
After this selection is over then will
cometh the frosh election—and spring term
the lid will be off.
To you frosh who haven’t been around,
you’ll be able to see something of how actual
parties work, and probably become rather
cynical about the whole thing. To most sen
iors, it ends up with the parting remark:
“Politics? Smalitics!”
Actually you can learn from the coming
fracas to judge the whole thing in its proper
light. The offices aren’t the important thing;
it’s the experience gained by students in
learning to judge values and gaining an idea
of the wherefore of politics.
There is no sense in knocking one’s self out
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and losing perspective on the whole row—the
parties make purity pledges and exaggerate
the importance of their jobs. Actually the
class presidents put on dances and the coun
cil okays athletes’ letters, and vote in re
placements. It could be a great thing if the
students could rise up and ask to be treat
ed as adults, and their own decisions, but that
will never come to pass. That is as improb
able as a University institution being run
for the sole benefit of the students. So why
dream ?
All the parties are for the Millrace, the
Student Union, and bigger and better dances.
That’s it! There may be a lot of fancy lan
guage, but that basis is that. What more can
they do? It isn’t their fault—it’s the system!
So to hell with the parties. Vote and sup
port the individual who you think wants the
job and is a peachy dancer. But for the luvva
Mike, don't exaggerate the whole thing.
Don’t lose the true picture of it.
For that matter doesn’t anyone want to
join me in the ASS (Association of Student
Sots?) The platform—beer in the Student
Union. That makes more sense than any
other platform I’ve ever heard around here.
Some Oii&UKUiOHd
Coeds and the Younger Generation
by BUI (l&zesid.
In the co-op the other clay two coeds were
watching a particularly salty-looking male.
As their beady little eyes followed him about
one remarked to the other on the dirtiness of
his pants and appearance in general. The two
girls were dressed in standard coed fashion.
Both were wearing wooden clogs, bobby
socks, shapeless tweed coats down to their
ankles, and loud bandannas topped by louder
rain hats. Enough said.
In case you were planning a mid-winter dip
in the polluted waters of the mill race better
look before you leap. It’s dry again.
History has treated no branch of literature
so shabbily as that found upon the walls of
rest rooms. Rest room poetry brings to mind
a shameful picture, that of lewd, indecent
phrases scratched indelibly into paint. And in
the background of this picture there is always
the semi literature, sneaky purveyor of per
nography. The time has come for defense of
some of this literature — too often poetry
showing true genius has gained only anony
mity and dust upon the walls of rest rooms.
It is with a real sense of gratification and
discovery that the casual reader sometimes
comes upon nuggets such as the following,
found neatly penned upon the wall of the
gent’s rest room in the chem building:
Nils gave Dutch an order
The benzine drum to rinse
Dutch lit a match
And peeked inside
He hasn’t benzine since.
Little Johnny is no more
For what he thought was H20
Was H2S04.
One of the Order of the “O” men was
rather seriously taken aback at last Saturday
night s basketball game. Fie happened to be
on policing duty and saw a small boy seating
himself in a restricted section.
“Hey, kid, you can’t sit there,” said the let
terrnan.
“The hell I can’t!” was the astonishing re
ply. And sit there he did.
The best comment heard to date on the 1950
Studebaker is ‘‘It looks like some kind of a
secret weapon.”
*7he. GinemaU
'The Heiress'--A Tragedy Minus Gloom
by Qeafiye Bfieloin
There is always something relaxing about
sitting down in a theater and watching a
movie that is really good. A movie in which
every member of the cast can and does act
well; in which the director has successfully
blended all the essentials and turned out an
entertaining picture. A movie like “The
Heiress,” which is now playing at the Mc
Donald.
When Hollywood does turn out a good
film, it's a shame the local theater managers
can’t arrange to let that film stand on its own,
rather than throw it in with a worse-than
second-rate Western, like ‘‘Deputy Mar
shall," the Mac’s co-feature. I can't imagine
many persons enjoying both these films.
Olivia de Havilland is being touted for an
other academy award, and she might well re
ceive it; but her performance is equalled by
Ralph Richardson as her father, and by Mir
iam Hopkins as Aunt Livinia. Montgomery
C lift does all right, but the company is rather
fast for him.
Miss Hopkins, who returns to Hollywood
from the stage from time to time, success
lull} takes hold of every scene she’s in, but
it s a battle to see who tops who when she
appears with Miss de Havilland.
Both women successfully capture the spirit
ot New York society during the 1850s. Miss
Hopkins plays a thoroughly charming and
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