EMERALD EDITORIALS 'Race Restoration As Wednesday’s deadline neared it looked very much like the ASUO senate’s new mill race committee was going to get the money it needs to carry out a proposed engineering study of the feasibility of restoring the Mill race. Chances look good for an eventual res toration, better than they have since the abandonment of the ’Race. Spurred by the Canoe Fete, the committee realizes that it can and must get action—that no amount of talk and study will accomplish what ac tion will. The committee has already begun plans for a temporary anchorage which would open in the fall. The committee is scouring the countryside for canoes to be used until such time as the funds are available for the pur chase of canoes. The ultimate goal for the anchorage is for a structure similar to the old one—where students could dine, dance, and watch the activities on the 'Race. This is the right approach—do what can be done right now while the study for the com plete restoration is still just a plan. Where this Millrace committee looks strong is the point on which past ones have been weak (and also at a disadvantage)—this commit tee is taking the immediate available action, but still working for long range goals. Committees in the past have attended numerous meetings, done a lot of talking, heard and made numerous proposals, but have been unable to get action. It must be conceded to past committees, howevetr, that they laid the groundwork for the pres ent proposed study. When the engineering study (if it is ap proved) is completed—the committee plans to take the proposals for the revitalized 'Race to the alumni. Oregon’s alumni haven't held or helped in a concerted fund raising drive since the drive to build the Student Union. Here’s the place where each of us can do his part. We can talk to friends and alumni of the University, and get interest in the Millrace revived throughout the state. We’ve got a fine committee at the head of the stepped-up Millrace drive. For the first time in years it begins to look like we might get our Millrace back. It'll be a long, hard fight, but the chances for an ultimate victory look excellent. Footnotes Oregon State's juniors have held some thing known as “Grubby Day,” the object of which is to look as “grubby” as possible— supposed to build class spirit or something. Personally, we prefer Junior Weekend. It's probably all in the point of view. . * * * We never thought that it could happen so perfectly. He was walking down the side walk from the Student Union and was care fully staying out of 'range of the sprinkler. He followed the sprinkling of water as it moved ahead of him down the sidewalk. Un fortunately he didn't see the sprinkler on the other side of the walk whose torrent of water was about to overtake him. It was beautiful. THE FRATERNITY PROBLEM Improvement of Their Own Lot A Major Task for Fraternities By Dick Lewis Emerald Associate Editor (Ed. Note: This article, the first of two in a series, comes after consultation .with mem bers of the L’O administration, after correspondence with Ind iana university, and after the author served for parts of two years as IFC reporter. Lewis is a Sigma Chi and has lived under the fraternity system at Willamette university as well as at the UO.) Ever try to rationally justify a fraternity system? It's pretty hard, especially at Oregon. - Anti-intellectualism ranks as the first criticism of fraternities throughout the nation. Donald DuShane, national scholarship chairman for Phi Delta Theta, admits frequent instances where potentially superior students— after joining a fraternity—have made a below average college academic record. Look at the supposedly “top” fraternities on our campus. Their system of values usually goes: athletics, activities, so cial life. Scholarship follows somewhere down the line, may be. Now I would be the last per son to say scholarship is all important at college. But it’s pretty hard to justify an influ ence that actually detracts from scholarship. Traditionally the “big value” in fraternity living has been the grooming, or shaping up process that supposedly transforms the country bumpkin into the smooth fraternity man. This “value" is rarely worth much at Oregon. Ray Hawk, IFC adviser, re ports that he has actually had complaints from mothers that fraternity living has untaught their sons manners learned at home. It’s a rare fraternity at Oregon that gets a coat and tie on its members onoe a week. Ad mittedly fraternity men pay some attention to grooming in connection with dating. But most men don’t learn enough to keep from embarrassing themselves when they go out to dinner. Rush week is an irrational thing. Like leading lambs to slaughter. Fraternity men are unleashed on the frosh after they have been on campus little more than a week. The frosh are green, con fused and in need of help. The fraternity men are cold, cal lous and intent on one thing— sticking pledge pins on fresh men. Some fraternities on the Ore gon campus still find it most effective to get rushees drunk, and then pledge them. Other fra ternities prefer to hotbox their victim, get him cornered in a room with a half dozen actives and high pressure him into pledging.- Most fraternities play it fairly straight rushing but all in all fall term rush week at the UO (as at most schools) is a pretty negative operation. The fraternity discrimination clause is another point that brings disfavor upon the system. The worst thing about it is that this anti-democratic edict gets handed down from national head quarters regardless of local feel ings on the subject. Fraternities the nation over are forced to conform to the same archaic set of prejudices that stagnate the South. Fraternities foster immatur ity. Freshmen will raise whoo pie no matter where they live. But rarely do you find upper class independents (some co ops excepted) holding Hell weeks, using hack paddles, and staging public brawls of one sort or another. The reaction to the various frowned-upon fraternity actives (mentioned above) has been a general trend to crack down, limit and regulate fraternities. As more and more university housing becomes available, fra ternities begin to fill a less and less vital part of college. The day that fraternities are no longer needed and are forced to stand on their own merits will be the day of reckoning. Evidence of the trend to take responsibility from the fraterni ties is clear at Oregon. One of the big justifications for de ferred freshman living was that fraternities weren't providing a satisfactory environment for their freshman members and pledges. At OSC fraternities are being required to take in housemothers. This is a clear example of the administration believing the fra ternities can not take care of themselves. The discrimination issue is becoming a real threat to fra ternity existence. Many of America’s leading universities have already forced fraterni ties to drop the clause or get out. And the general academic feel ing towards fraternities is nega tive. In fact DuShane ranks the prejudicial attitude of college faculty members as the number one problem with which frater nities must contend. Complacency, in my opinion, is the most basic ailment afflict ing the Oregon fraternity sys tem. The fraternities don’t seem to realize there is a problem; or that they could be better; they seemingly have no tradition that points the right way; in general they just don’t seem to “give a damn” about improving their lot. My attempt has been to point up the problems and deficiencies of the fraternity system in gen eral with emphasis on Oregon. Tomorrow, I will offer some steps that might lead in the di rection of a better, maybe even a top fraternity system. A DAY AT THE ZOO Tomorrow The World,' Quofh The Aged Senior By Bob Funk Emerald Columniit He was thinking, aa they sat Phi Belch sweat shirt to Quad ruple Kta sweatshirt along the river, that he had probably never been on a picnic where he had not sat on a rock or a stick or something. He could have shifted but that would only mean that the Quadruple Eta would be sit ting on the sharp something he was sitting on; and he had a sort of intuitive feeling that Quad ruple Etas screamed when they sat on sharp things. "What are yon going to do when you get out of school?" she said in a voice like the voice she prob ably used on a rushee. "I'm going to become a pro fessional blood donor," he said. sne wan not listening. I nave type Z blood and it’s very valu able since they transfuse it into Zebras with Rh factors, and they pay me $000 a dram for it.” “I’ve always wanted to. too," she said, smiling brilliantly at him. "And what are you going to do." he said. He decided to be reciprocal about this; you ask me a question, I ask you one. happy-happy-happy. She stared dramatically Into the fire. "I'm thinking of going to Europe," she said. "It Just excite* me to think about being over there eating—” “Fried slugs,” he sai\lth eves closed; ach, alas. Vou laughed a gut-split laugh to see Me warmly kiss the grass. "But grass, alas, Is erass, my love; .'lay fate come to my rescue. And give me something more to love I hull arras of fi'Hi uc." All the Mu Mu'* gave each other the grip He could not. fee ahy brother Phi Belch around to give the grip to: he thought of giving the grip to the neighboring (Quadruple Ftn, but refrained. He had a feeling that apring-term aenior girls probably felt that anyone who even shook hands with them should go to the altar to make them honest women. He sat there for a white longer, thinking, this is a picnic have fun, sparkle, get up and do dances and things. But it wasn't in him. Maybe, he thought, it s the horrible spectre of the wide, world ahead that is dampening my spirits. Maybe I'm getting old. And so, he thought. end. the last picnic (although he was se cretly thinking, if you can think secretly, about going on still an other onei; I am not drunk. I am not pursuing any giil madly, and 1 am not trying to swim in the river. They began singing Coney In land Babe. He always had trouble with that one because he could not remember whether it was “Good-bye, my Coney Island,” nr ‘‘Farewall, my Coney Island,’’ nr "So long, my Coney Island''; or whether it was all three. But this was, after all. prob ably the lust lime hi- would is* cast upon the horns of this particular dilemma. And he joined In, with morr-than sprlng-term gusto, on the last “Good-bye, my Coney Island baaaaaaaobe!'* ‘'Tomorrow.” he said to the girl beside him, "the world." "I've always wanted to,” *he Baid. or'ec^or? garuq EC20LD ?a,ly Emfrald. 1,1 Published five day* a week during the school year encept Or^on K .V“at,,in rr,,0d"- ’'-v ,ht 1'uld.cat.oo* Hoard »( the rnivrr-.t> of rati! ty , "ira,i"'t‘,nd C a”" ma,,tr *• ‘he post office, Eugene, Oregon. 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