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About Oregon daily emerald. (Eugene, Or.) 1920-2012 | View Entire Issue (Feb. 20, 1951)
Daily EMERALD The Oucon Daily Euiialb published Monday through Friday during the college year lS5*M May l2:hby0«Se Mud if Or^ ^rr7d a, ^d cl„^ matlJ? at’the poatoSce. Eugene. Oregon. Subscript,on rates: $5 per school year; %2 per term._____— Anita Holmes. Editor Ma,tel Scaooo.N, Business Managar Food for Thought, Fact for Action Lean may be the man who lives on dormitory f<»d. But loud has been his voice. During Thanksgiving vacation last year, a petition saying the food in the vets’ dorms was “sometimes inedible” and gen erally of poor quality was printed in the Portland papers. A sophomore circulated the petition, which was signed by 3J7 vets’ dorm residents. In 1941, 40 dormitory students wrote letters to the Emerald editor about the poor food served and low wages paid to dor mitory employees. And right now some men in the vets dorms are circulating a petition expressing their “extreme dissatisfaction with the quality of food dispensed.” The petition continues, "We do further respectfully request that the administration investi gate and take steps to improve a situation that is creating ill will among the students and that is no longer tolerable.” First we want to know if these men circulating the petition are only another bunch of eternal grumblers. Every dormitory has them—those students who complain no matter what is served. Or do a majority of the vets' dormers believe the food is in tolerable? Are all or most of the residents extremely dissatis fied with the quality of food served? If the latter is true, the entire food program should be turn ed upside down. Be it the cooks, the foods director, the state purchasing agent—whoever it is that s at fault—their work should be thoroughly checked and something new tried. The students deserve their money s worth, and that means quite a return. But even if the complaints are coming from a handful ot grumblers, this should also be investigated. They too are pay ing. The first step is up to the students. These vets’ dorm men should write out their specific complaints—giving complete details and suggestions. They should build up their case with facts and figures and then turn copies over to Foods Director Barnhart. While the responsibility begins here lor the university au ministration, it does not end for the dormitory men. 1 hey 11 have to push their case (with outside help, if the case is a good_ one) and see that the changes are made or the reasons for not making them are completely explained. And if the complaints still persist, the University adminis tration is falling down, either by not improving the food or by not explaining the situation. We quote a most significant line from an Emerald editorial written last year after the food fray; But the 1_ ni\ ersit) , un less it wants the steam to collect slowly for another blow-up in another year should be definite in its actions. Frivolous Young Things, Wot? Speaking of women (which we weren’t), they can be di vided into two distinct classes: 1. Those who milk (and kiss) cows on stages of movie the aters, and . . . 2. Those who don’t. The daring young women on the milk stools must have prov ed something sociologically significant Sunday afternoon dur ing their unique performance at the Heilig. But hanged if we can figure out what. Anyhow the three Kappa Alpha Thetas, Betty Drummond, Diane Bekins and Gerry Pearson deserve the admiration of the entire student body, especially now that they are each worth $25 and a year’s free pass to the movies. And our special thanks to Theta Leslie Tooze (who accept ed a dare and got $5 for kissing the cow) for proving that wo men don't think mere beauty is everything. A problem arises, however, in connection with the wider as pects of this situation. How’re ya gonna keep ’em down on the farm when they can earn $25 a minute milking cows in movie houses?—K.M. 'I THE DAILY to Chairman Steve Church and his committees for putting on a genuine good-time-was-had-by-all dance Saturday night, despite advance adverse criticism. i THE OREGON LEMON ... to students who ask questions in class not to learn nor to clarify, but to show off tHeir own brand of intelligence. /Uoh* OH tti* Holliday—Fast Life, Fast Times By David Earle “The Disenchanted” by Bmld Schulberg. Random House. 1950. $3.50. Available at Co-op Lend ing Library. During the past six months there has been something of a re turn to F. Scott Fitzgerald and his autobiographical novels of that period known as the Roar ing 20s. Fitzgerald, who fell out of favor in the early 30s, did not live to see this return to popu larity, and he would have liked it. Budd Schulberg, who will be remembered for “What Makes Sammy Kun?”, takes Incidents In the personal life of FltzgtTiild— the debts,-the drinking, and the separation from his wife—adds to them a Hollywood setting, a college winter carnival, scenery from half the world, and a young author, and calls his collection, “The Disenchanted.” Fitzgerald emerges in the book through the character of Manley Halliday, a gifted (we gather from his own recollec tions i writer of the 20s, who lived wild and fast while he could. Through his own negligence, his debts mount up, his wife turns into a dipsomaniac, and his world turns into a sawdust pile. In order to gain back his former status as an author-of-some-importance, Halliday accepts a job in Holly wood, reworking a flimsy script with its writer, the young author. The script gets no place—Its name, “Love on Ice” should be changed to “Script on Ice”—and eventually give* away ho a l>l|C spree. What happen* from there would only spoil the story for the reader. Schulberg’s story, moves rather slowly, and is further marred by causing the reader to bo jostled back and forth between the 1920s and the 1940s. Just when one thinks that progress is being made on the movie script, Man ley Halliday is reminded of "a similar incident that happened . . and away we go: to a big, bustly party; to u swlm-in-lhe nude in the Mediterranean; to a long weekend party on the Cali fornia coast; to an argument that lasted from California to New York, and then wus never settled. For the time, the reader wants to admire Hulliduy, but as hi* character Is filled In with addi tional details, the reader become* thoroughly disgusted with him. He has no will-power, and evi dently doesn’t wish to attain any. He seems to live on insulin, eo dine, and gin, and arrives with the Hollywood crew on the Web ster (Dartmouth) campus amply bolstered will all three. As a character study, Schul berg has painted a magnificent portrait, not only of Halliday. but also of his wife, Jere, who we see very little of except in flush-back. However, the book could use other action than mere globe trotting and tiie too-occasional parties. --Letter* The Campus Answers Spilt Milk? The Cotton-Pickers Ball of last Saturday night. That's exactly the type of so cial event this campus needs. The orchestra was tops. The decora tions, excellent. And I sincerely believe everyone had a good time, without the stilted formality we have had at some all-campus af fairs. So many students are no wrap ped up in tradition that they fail to take advantage of such a chance to have a really fine time. Maybe I’m being trite . . . but a good time was had by all. Clyde Herbert Fahlman More Milk? Emerald Editor: A one-inch follow-up story on the Senior Ball insignificantly placed on the last page of Mon day’s Emerald hardly does jus tice to the Class of ’51. and its members who worked to put the dance on. But It Is typical of much of the publicity that the annual “attrac tion” of the senior class got. This year, however, publicity backfired into making what should have been a major attrac tion into a detraction. Dissenters who put more faith in tradition than common sense took up a crusade protesting the type of dress decided on for the dance, with this page as a battlefield. Their cries instilled defiance in the minds of students, from the tradition-shackled senior bn down to the freshman who no more knows the value of a precedent than he knows about spring term. The end result was automatic —a cold shoulder toward the “Cotton Pickers’ Ball” and an other financial slap In the face for the senior class. According to the “story” in Monday’s Emerald, only 230 couples were on hand for the dance. The other 670 couples that could have got into the Student Union ballroom should give them selves something worse than the Oregon Lemon. King Perry and orchestra will be talked about for a long time by those who heard him. Decora tions by Bonnie Birkemeier were incomparable. My Daily “E” to Steve Church and the Class of '51, and heaven help the gullible who in the fu ture let a few one-sided individu als tell them that precedent is all important. Bill Frye ff#»; UuHh By Bob Funk AH about UR wo note people poring through the spring term class schedule, pondering such cryptic courses us Eletn ('on Big, Sem Wrd Ugh, uml Mmf Ulp Thot bgh fi 0. That last group of letters indicates prereq uisites. For those who found I hut Sur vey of Aniphl-tlieutrleul Thought wus not compatible with their In nerselves, or who found Helen of Troy's Second Cousin und fils Times it hit of a bore and dlffl eiilt to hoot, let us reeonmieiKl (lira Ide Tht ITin usoelrht,. Obs Idc Tht Prtn Is Ob scurc and Idiotic Thought along the Pacific Him, time of meeting to bo arranged by class vote it u. quorum can over be achlevvdr NsoelrnO; pre-requlsltes, of course. They are the following: N: course open only to students born under the sign of Leo, the lion. S: and to those who vacationed at llig Sur during the summer of I (M2. W asn't It fun I O: restricted to those of Por tuguese ancestry. C: must have permission id the state legislature. I: there Is to be no talking ba< k to the professor. It: bring pen and paper. 11: ure you sure you want to take this course? CJ: G'wan, don’t bother me, this course is for persona of intelli gence. It may be a great waste of time to dwell at such length on such a subject, but then it’s good prac tice. They're going to publish an other schedule for full term Watch for it. The Second Cup It's always darkest before the dawn. The worst is yet to come. • • • A man’s best friend Is Ills mother. A man's best friend is his dog. It Could Be Oregon • n W-> UNIVERSITY CLUB a F. 'fi'fif/C A‘271 7/> “What-ya-say we circulate a rumor that the beat way to keep ‘Wel farism from being taught In schools Is to pay teachers capitalists _ wages.”