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n*ortf*u»r EMERALD Where Has It Gone? “By the Great Horn Spoon," said the frightened, -sore-eyed student to his myopic friend, “where lias this term gone to?” “Shut up,” said the friend, “can't you see I’m studying?” Where has this term gone to? Well, sir, it’s gone to probably the most distinguished, impressive series of lectures ever to appear at Oregon in a term’s period. It's gone to an Oregon basketball team that definitely .had a promising “new look”, but not enough to make it a contender in the PCC’s last hoop-year. It’s gone to an ASUO amendment that finally got passed, past the traditional mo rass of ASUO apathy; and maybe there are some new vistas opening up for the Senate and its subsidiaries, as a result. Where has this term gone.to? Well, sir, it’s gone to a growing realiza tion by University students that their col lege activities must be largely in terms of Judiciary: Say No The proponents of the so-called women’s “judiciary board” are apparently having some second thoughts about their proposal. The plan—which would bring certain women’s discipline cases before a predom inantly student board—ran into stiff op position when Heads of Houses took it to the women’s living organizations for straw votes. Now the drum beaters for the board are going to consult with other campuses on similar boards and “iron out the kinks” in the proposal. Supposedly, the women's living organiza tions of the campus will be asked to vote again on the proposal. If they are, they’d be wise to turn it down flat. There’s no justi fiable need for such a board. The tentative proposal calls for no special qualifications for members of such a board —they’re chosen by alphabetical order, a pretty shoddy method for dealing with often-touchy discipline problems. The pro ponents of such a board have suggested it could be started on a “trial basis”—without understanding that you just don’t play around \\-ith discipline cases on a “trial basis” Most appalling is the apparent approval of the Dean of Women’s office, which con tinues to play the old “the girls make the rules, let them enforce them” record. But, even though the girls supposedly “make their own rules,” this does not give the Dean of Women the right to let co-eds of little training in counseling go ahead and play around with discipline cases. It looks as though neither Heads of Houses, the Student-Faculty Discipline committee or the Office of Student Affairs their college education—that after all, the University is in business primarily to edu cate, and to educate in a distinguished manner. (All this in the face of Mr. Ellison who writes for Sat Eve Post.) It’s gone to a heart-warming display of concern on the part of students and student leaders about the financial future of higher education in Oregon—may this bear fruit. It’s gone to a more-or-less average winter term routine of fuzzy-mindedness in eight o’clock classes, overflowing rain gutters, soggy umbrellas and all-campns yearning for the vernal excesses of the coming term. Xo doubt you can think of plenty of other places where this term has gone to, and can offer pat reasons for the speed of its going. But even on the perilous brink of Final Week, with a couple of new collective grey hairs earned over today’s "term-Ina tor” edition of The Emerald, we can hardly wait to see where spring term will "go to.” is going to take a negative stand where a negative stand is needed. That leaves only the women themselves—and if they’re smart, they'll turn down the women’s “judiciary board.” Budget Hopes University officials are "still hopeful” the legislature will appropriate a substan tial sum for Oregon's future building needs. The University, through President O. Meredith Wilson, has discussed preliminary plans for a first addition to the Science Building with the State Board of Higher Education. Seemingly, there is some con fidence that the University will be able at least to get started on some of its badly needed building. Gov. Mark Hatfield has asked the legis lature for $14 million for state building— about $9 million of that for colleges. Senate President Walter Pearson (D-Portland) was quoted last week as prediciting the legislature would approve a general fund budget of $290 million—plus another $15 million for new institution and college buildings. Pearson’s statement is reassuring. It would give the impresion that there’s some bipartisan agreement on the needs of higher education. The legislature cannot be criticized for proceeding carefully on a general fund bud get, and, more specifically, the building ap propriation requests of higher education. On the other hand, it is hoped that vital needs of higher.education are not ignored simply to avoid raising taxes and “please the voters.” Bad education w’ould be worse economy. Without Dulles and Adams, Ike Displays New Vigor, Talks Sharply in Conference By JAMES MARLOW WASHINGTON tfi—President Eisenhower, who in recent weeks has had to depend more on himself than at any time since entering the White House in 1953, sounds more emphatic, blunter. This showed at his news con ference Wednesday. At his meet ings with congressional leaders last weekend he reportedly was very much in charge. The two men he leaned on most are now out of the picture. Sherman Adams, Eisenhow er’s chief of staff in the White House until he resigned last summer, was a great cushion against the burdens of the presi dency. Secretary of State John Fos ter Dulles, now ill with cancer, had an extraordinary relation ship with the President. He was Eisenhower’s eyes and ears in foreign policy and much of the time his spokesman. Now far more of the presi dential load has landed on Eis enhower’s shoulders, along with its many irritations. And Eisen hower is responding with a show of vigor. In times past, if you attended one of his news conferences and didn’t have to concentrate on taking notes, your mind was apt to wander as Eisenhower rambled through generalities that lacked a sharp edge. Not Wednesday. He still got wound up in long, involved sen tences which often scrambled subject and predicate, but he (Continued on page 3) Letter to the Editor Emerald Editor: I have often wondered, when confronted with those piles of personal daily schedules in the Co-Op, what sort of self-disci pline it must take to plan one’s days in hourly allotments and to faithfully follow such a plan. Surely skillful planning and foresight are required to ar (Continued on page 4) Final Resort ^ohn rjCengef Greyflannels, Prepster Join Boho Ranks, Try Fried Shoes “Look, I don't mean to mow your lawn foe you. but give me time to get a haircut,” the young man in horn rims was saying. “Excuse me, but an apple a day keeps the doctor away,” said the other fellow. The young adman and the high school freshman had one thing in common: they were both defecting to the beatnik movement. Now the only prob lem was to be accepted. They were being interviewed by a trio of seasoned beats i boh os for FACETS readers), to sec if they met standards. At this point the veteran existentialist would intervene and say that such an interview would never come about. All that is required is that one lead an authentic life where the only thing certain is death. But the laymen reader sees this plainly isn't commercial — and doesn't make good copy. Both men, or the man and the boy, or the guy and the kid, were frethly attired in faded jeans, disciple shoes, and turtle neck sweaters. They were being critically surveyed by the poor ly-tailored trio. The leader chairing the group mumbled, “man, we are from swing in the kingdom of far out. Fried Shoes. Crisco in a thimble. You are waltztime. Your gorilla isn't dragging. Like we don’t know. Your chorus is in the wrong tempo. Things must be cool, like a draft so we swing in that draft, see man?" "Let’s throw it down the well, sweetie, and see if it makes a splash,’’ countered the ex-ad man. “Idle hands are the devil's workshop,” added the AWOL frosh. “No man. Greasy coke bottle. Man, you have talent, but you can’t swing the language. If you were to trade metaphor for drink, you would never make it out of the abyss of sobriety. Lethal cacti.” “She was on the morning side of the mountain and I was on the twilight side of the bill,” offered the hornrims. “Man, you I do not ltke, to quote Damon Runyon.” “Continued on the next page,” the frosh huskily said. “That’s a start,” said the chief beat mechanically, “now you try it.” He shot a glance at the former mull room employee at the San Francisco office of BBD&O. “Tennis anyone, iiithh, I could write a book. When the Saints go marching In, uh, marcliin en. let'n get :»n Inith sides of the net and rally together. Let's hend the tree u little further. 5*ut It In a saucer and see If anyone laps it up." He a as on his knees. "No. no. no. no. uhhh, man.” ."Sweaty tennis shoes pound ing on a gym floor,” confidently cooed the high schooler. “The kid's got it. Man, what do you think,” Mr. Beatnik said to his lieutenants. They nodded and scratched. ‘ The polish cornea later man,” they said. "<»o Inside and get a hagle.” "<»ee, thanks.” "Now man watch that. Like picket ships.” "Purple onions,” mumbled the frosh, turned bent, "That's better,” he said ns the neobeat shuffled through the door. "As for you.” "Run It up the flagpole and see If anyone salutes.” "Man if you don’t jubble your chorus, you may just as well dissolve from stage center. Frayed endings. Pig in a polk (his sidekicks caught this and looked up. He quickly caught his mistake and regained his composure), Baked linoleum” (the other two beats lowered their eyelids he hadn't been detected). “How about this? Put it on the tee and take some practice swings?” “Look man, hurry up! There's three GRAY LINK tours com ing through here in ten min utes.” “Tar in a potato sack.” “That’s it. Let’s get going. Come on, you too, you're in." "Masked scarecrows. Base. Uhhhh thank you.” "Think nothing of it.” “Okay.” OREGON DAILY EMERALD The Oregon Daily Emerald in published (our times in September anil five day* a wrlc during the school year, except during examination and vacation period*, by the Student Publication* Hoard of the Univer »ity of Oregon. Entered an second < las* matter at the post office, Eugene, Ore gon. Subscription ratt*: $5 per year, $2 per term Opinions expressed on the editorial page are those of The Emerald and do not pretend to represent the opinion of •he ASUO or the University. JERRY RAMSEY, Editor HI I I n H Y A NT. Husinena Manages
