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THE LANCE
THUBSDAY, NOVEMBER 7,1974 ^
Staff Editorial
by KATHY SALKIN
THE LANCeI
Staff
Editors
Walter Kuentzel
Tim Tourtellotte
Stan .. B«b Rambo, Kathy Umsf.rd, Hele. ^
. Alford, Richard Hudson, Lm Thompson
, ^ ^ ... Susan Bainbridge
Art Editor • Phillips
Sports Editor Ridings
Photographer Rim McRae
.. Kathy Salkin
Circulation Manager - ^
Advisor Jimmy Thwaite
Business Manager
Ttie editorial staff’s intent is to maintmn
standards within the guidelines set forth by ^.je
Responsibility. Signed editorials reflect the ^
author, while unsigned editorials reflect th J
opinion of the staff. Opinions expressed are not “^cessan y
those of the college. Letters to the Editor and artides are
welcomed, though subject to space limitations. Box 757
New Policy Proposed
for Cafe
Dear Editor;
In response to a section of
your paper (The Lance, Vo.
14, 102474) entitled “Cafeteria
Discussed,” I would be
grateful if you would kindly
accord me the privilege to ex
press my personal opinion
pertaining to its contents. My
attempt on this paper is in two
folds, and I sincerely hope that
I would be far from being am
biguous to your readers. You
may be assured that I do not
intend to express any personal
grieviance or to cause any in
convenience to anyone. I just
want to commend the efforts
of the cafeteria staff and
Epicure employees and to
castigate partially the new
pafeteria policy that has just
been introduced.
At this juncture, I believe
the duration of my stay here
’could qualify me to say
something about our food ser
vice. Personally, I feel that
the cafeteria staff is doing its
best to satisfy our hunger and
thirst. Every student is served
to his satisfactiffli, and the
food is nutritious and most of
the time (if not all the time) it
is appetizing (finger-licking
good). I do not know of a day
or any meal time when there
was a food shortage. These
people have sacrificed a lot in
order to collaborate and to
satisfy our demand of food
supply despite present market
conditions with incredible food
prices towering sky high,
almost every day. In view of
this rare effort being exerted
by the aforementioned staff, I
do not think there is one here
who is so audacious, blind, in
considerate, and unrealistic to
rebuke the selfless services of
these hardworking people. I
dogmatically believe that
there is none, for I know how
intelligent S.A. students are.
Therefore, I think that these
people honestly deserve our
joint support and heartiest
commendations. On behalf of
those who agree with me. I,
therefore, say HAIL to all
those who contribute to the
satisifactory preparation of
our delicious meals.
Lately, I have noticed that p
new policy has been in
troduced to the cafeteria ana
it is being enforced presently.
Judging from what I un
derstand, the introduction of
this policy is a good thing, for
it was designed to protect our
interest. It is a good thing to
see authorities forging ways
and means of protecting the
interests of their inferiors.
Our authorities have been do
ing so and for that reason I
think they deserve our praise.
However, protecting us or our
interests does not mean
creating incovenience for us.
If such happens, would it not
f)e proper to point it out.. Yes,
it would be. Then, at this
I remember when, a few
years ago, some friends from
Chapel Hill were vistuig here
for a weekend of parties,
which incuded a band ^nd a
lot of beer. We were sittmg m
my suite lounge discussmg
ecology (this was m the
Spring of ’72), and one ^
them said, “Hey, y’know, this
campus is neat. I mean, it s a
lot cleaner than my campus.
How do you it?” I told him it
was because of our mam
tenance crew and that there
just seemed to be some people
who cleaned up after them
selves. We’d get pretty messy
occasionally, but it was fairly
clean most of the time. I ad
mit this was a naive
viewpoint, but it was true
then.
Now, three and a half years
later, I wonder what my
friend would say now. As I
write this, sitting by the lake.
I’m looking at the beer cans,
wine bottles, cigarette butts,
and trash piled on the ground
Deside me. There is trash un
derneath the bushes all
around the dorms. And as I
walk through the suites in any
of the dorms, especially on
weekends, I wonder, “Why?
Are we all careless, or don’t
we care anymore?” I’m not
talking just about SA; it’s toe
whole country that’s turning
into a gigantic trash bin, and
it’ll happen here if we don’t
watch out.
I know it’s terribly easy to
throw a wad of paper into a
trash can, miss, and then
think, “What the hell,
someone else’ll pick it up.”
(I’ve been guilty of this
myself). But just think: the
person who’ll probably end up
•picking the *!?• trash will be
the maid, and she already has
enough to do without picking
up after everybody. Not only
does trash create more work
for all concerned, it’s also
rather unsightly. I can think
of better ways of spending a
Sunday morning than
clearing a pathway through a
layer of trash, cans, and bot
tles in order to get out and J
to breakfast. Doesn’t give yo2
a very spiritual outlook dopl
it? ’ ®
What this is all leading to isi
this: last week the Studeij
Government passed a ru
saying tht beer could
drunk in the courtyards ani
lounges of the dorms,
ruling was signed last Thu_
sday and will be in effect untl
the Administration acts o|
it, which won’t be for anotheL
few weeks yet. So, we have a!
“trial period”; it’s not a {insj
rule; they can always veto iU
Why don’t we all prove thd
we can drink beer outside o|
our suites without getting inti
hassles and thus creatini
more work for the clean-d
forces? Let’s throw away oii
cans, bottles, and trash inti
the proper places-the trasi
bins and trash cans. You’d I
amazed at how much bettej
this place would lok! Ani
we’d have a lot better chand
of the Administration passinj
the new rule.
By K. Salkin
moment I would like to em
phasize that the new policy is
partially causing in
convenience to most of the
student body.
The motive behind this
policy is vivid and well-
understood. I have no ob
jection to it. But, should one
who has paid for food be
refused entry into the dining
hall if he fails to show a S. A.
identification card.. Presen
tly this is being practised in
the cafeteria and I do not
favor it. There could be an
alternative. The list of the
names of the students entitled
to dine in the cafeteria could
be removed from the
manager’s office to secure an
O.K. In order to give him an
O.K., the manager would go
through the alphabetized list
of names of the students en
titled to eat in the cafeteria to
see if his name is there and if
so, he has an O.K. But to save
time, to avoid adject
situations, and to abate ex
cessive officialism, I think it
would be wiser if the
bookkeeper keeps the list or
has a copy. Thereby he would
be in a better positicm to
justify one’s eligibility to eat
in the dining hall, and at the
same time, he would eliminate
problem within seconds.
Also another method that
could be effectively applied is
recognitiai. For example, if
my room is in Suite 6 of Win-
ston-Salem and at 5:45 p.m. I
found myself coming out of the
L.A. building rushing to eat
supper with the thought that I
have my ID with me, without a
bike I was able to beat the
time by four minutes but I
failed to show my ID at the
cafeteria door, would it be
logical for the bookkeeper to
ask me to go for ID.. NO!! It
would be absolutely illogical
to do so!!! If I agree to go for
my ID I would not eat when I
return, for the cafeteria would
then be losed. Iherefore, I
suggest that a better and
tangible method to be im
plemented in RECOGNITION.
By recognition, I do not mean
facial recogntiion only, but
that one is recognized by
remembering seeing him with
a S.A. Fall ’74 ID. It is quite
probable that the bookkeeper
recognized about 80 percent of
the student body since S.A. is a
small collie and he is not a
freshman. Another example
for which the above method
could be utilize is the case in
whidi a student has only about
five minutes to spend in the
cafeteria or go to dass late. ]
think these two methods
should be applied instead, for
they are hanger than the “g
back-for-your-ID” method.
Furthermore, from my ob
servation and from what
learned by enquiring, student:
who come to the cafeteri;
without their ID’s do so unin
tentionally and that they form
less than 1 per cent of th(
student population, ff thii
evidence is true, then there
would be no assumption that
most or all of the students
would follow steps if the
minority is excused to eat
vrithout first showing their in
dividual ID’S. Nonetheless,
am wholeheartedly convinced
that S.A. students are
matured adults and they know
how to execute their resp®-
siblities satisfactorily.
Once again, may I reassure
everyone that I do not intend
to create any incovenience
and if at all I have done so, I
wholeheartedly regret it.
Yours truly,
Abdoulai B. Sosseb, Jr
(LAI)
Save the Earth
A Satire
(Scene: a dorm room, con
ventionally dour, decorated
optimistically with a Grateful
Dead poster and a frayed but
obviously cherished picture of
A1 Capp. BRUCE is lying on
the bed, staring at his toes,
which are wiggling reflec
tively.)
BRUCE: I wonder where my
nail clippers are?
Enter MINA wi'h an armload
of books.
BRUCE: You seen my nail
clippers?
MINA: You don’t need them.
BRUCE (proffering a foot for
her inspection) Are you kid
ding?
I’m slicing my sneakers to
pieces!
yMINA: Well, just bite ’em off.
BRUCE: Sure. I’d ruin my
fillings.
MINA: Listen, Bruce, I hate
to tell you - well, youVe lost
sight of your roots.
BRUCE: No, my nail clip
pers.
MINA: You’ve got to return
to your roots. You’re so mid-
dle-class you can’t see the
trees for the forest. You -
BRUCE: You want me to get
an in-grown nail, or
something?
MINA: The only thing that
will save our world is a return
to the simple, honest way of
life. We’ve got to change our
values, shift our priorties; our
high-pressure, technological
society has turned us into
helpless, dependent robots.
BY TIM TOURTELLOTTE
Our civilization has actually
reached the point where we
are producing nail clippers on
a massive scale! Think of it,
Bruce.
BRUCE: Well, there are four
million feet in this country.
MINA: Look, I’ve brought
you some books that will help
you.
BRUCE: I know how to clip
my nails, Mina.
MINA (hands him a book):
Here’s one: Edible Wild Plan
ts That Proliferate Along Our
Highways.
BRUCE: Cafeteria food is
bad enough.
MINA: Here’s an especially
good one: The Art of Building
Log Cabins. Oh, and this one:
The Mountaineers Guide to
Healing Sickness, Mending
Bones, Mid-Wifing, As
Related by T. Herbet “Dc^-
ear” Perky.
BRUCE: Listen, Mina, calm
down, will you. Here. I’ll turn
on some music, (goes to
stereo)
MINA: I brought my own
music.
BRUCE: A little Grateful
Dead and -
MINA: I refuse to listen to
that kind of music anymore.
It’s pruely a symptom of our
sick, sense-diUled society .
Here, you play this, (hands
him a couple of albums)
BRUCE: You’re not serious.
Banjo Music and Hog-calling,
performed live by the Smoky
Hollow Quilters.
MINA: It’s back to earth
music. Basic. Vital.
BRUCE: How about some
Grace Slick? She’s pretty ear
thy.
MINA: Look, Bruce, we ob
viously don’t relate anymore.
Our values are not the same.
BRUCE: I only wanted my
nail clippers.
MINA (dreamily): I want to
feel mud between my toes,
raise my own vegetables,!
clean my senses in pure un-
poUutted air.
BRUCE: We can camp out
this weekend...
MINA: I’ve got to go, Bruce.
I’ve got things to do before I
go to my Save-The-Earth
meeting.
BRUCE: Can’t we talk a
while?
MINA: Sorry. I’ve got to call
daddy and tell him to pu
some money in my
I can drive i?) to the co
husking convention this wee
end. Oh, and I’ll have to have
some new blue jeans so c
get the properly faded an
^e goes out mun^blinS)
BRUCE (yanking open j
drawer) Where are
damn nail clippers!