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THE CAROLINA JOURNAL
WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 28, 1966
A Few Gripes
Wb realize that this school is experiencing growing pains and
that alot of little nuisances will be done away with in time, but still
we must complain about a few things.
First, lets see what a male students has to go through if, for some
reason, he decides his hands need washing.
Usually in this situation he heads tor the men’s rest room, if
he’s on campus. Come to think of it, he probably heads for the men’s
room even if he’s oft campus. But after he gets inside the little
retreat, what does he discover?
Most people who attend classes out here and occasionally get their
hands dirty know what he discovers. He finds a powdered soap con
tainer, containing nothing but air.
So, being a patient type, sometimes you just have to be that type
on this campus, he moves on to another similar closet and finds
that the situation is a somewhat different one. This time, there is
a liquid soap container, but just let him try to get any liquid soap
out of it.
Being good natured about the whole thing, he shuffles over to an
other building to try his luck. What does he find in the little room
Well, he’s in luck. There is a liquid soap container, empty of course,
but some kind soui has left a bar of soap on the sink. He lathers up,
thinking how lucky he is, but when he tries to dry those hands, he’s
flat out of luck.
No paper towels. Naturally, he resorts to drying his paws on
toilet tissue. This is a long and tedious process and it usually takes
a whole roll to do the job. Pity the next guy.
Now this doesn’t happen in every rest room, mind you. And it
doesn’t happen in the same rest rooms all the time. The situation
seems to skip around, happening sometimes here, sometimes there.
It makes getting your hands clean much more exciting than ever
We had another gripe about the freezing or at least frosty, room
temperature 0 in the Liberal Arts Complex. Maintamance officials
have, however, set about correcting this problem thereby proving
completely false the rumors that a family of Eskimo exchai^e stu
dents have signed up for three classes a day in A, B, and C, buildings.
Now the only gripe we have about the situation is that it was cleared
up before we got a chance to write a lengthy editorial about it.
Of course that long-overdue entrance to the campus bothers us a
little since it was supposed to be completed by the time fall classes
started and on rainy days students are forced to rent swamp buggies
to get to the new engineering building, but, if we could just get our
nasty hands clean, we’d stop complaining. For awhile, anyway.
A Little Moral Support
The Carolina Journal
WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 28, 1966
El.I.lSON ( LAKY. JK. Editor
.IIM CUNNINC, Business Manager
ROBERT PLINER, Chief Photographer
LIBBY iiOLSKOUSER, Feature Eriitor
GERAI.DINE LEDFORO, Cartoonist
STAFF: Sally Hagooil, Mary Morgan, Paul Boswell, Connie
Flippo, Earleen Malay, Corny Stilwell, Frank Caton, Judy
Hargett, Ronnie Russell, Jan Ballard, Pat McNeely, Ronald
Watts and Bobbe Berry.
Silly Comparison May Not Be
Far-Fetched After All
BY PAUL BOSWELL
This column is not intended to
solve the world’s problems or even
propose solutions. It is simply de
dicated to the destruction of that
nasty demon, apathy. This word
seems to pop up quite often, as
well it should in a world filled
May I direct your attention to
the center ring, paraphrasing a
well known quotation from history,
the “sick man’’ of the Western
Hemisphere, the U. S. A.
Lyndon, the ringmaster, cracks
his whip, and the donkeys jump
and go into their routine; yea,
even the elephants cringe. Only
a few of the animals dare to spit
and claw at the chief, but to no
avail since he coitrols the act.
Sure, the above is a silly com
parison, but is it so far fetched?
“Hesitant Lyndon’’ is not so hes
itant when it comes to doEng out
There is no doubt about it, Lyn-
dai is the master poEtician. The
“something for nothing’’ boys have
a champion in the white mansion.
He is currently attempting to sub
sidize the entire world with his
benevolent programs. He insists
an increasing expensive programs
here and abroad while financing
that smouldering spot on the opp
osite side of the globe.
Here are a few of the Presi
dent’s recent or future ideas:
A proposal to subsidize rents
of families eligible for Public
For Juke Box?
Our new cross country team made a rather creditable showing
in its first time out last Friday. It lost to St. Andrews as expected,
but not by nearly the margin as was predicted.
The attitude of this team is wonderful. Although its members have
been practicing together for less than a month, many of them are in
acceptable physical condition to run about five miles a day. They got
this way because Eiey wanted taThey had the desire to do their best
for their school.
As team member Ron Payne put it after a long, hecttc practice
run, “We may bo second best, but we try harder.” This is obviously
a borrowed phrase, but he meant it. Especially Uie latter section of it.
The boys on Uie cross country squad deserve the recognition ana
praise of a grateful student body. Tlus is sometimes difficult to
provide, Eiough, since cross country is hardly a spectator sport.
The JOURNAL flunks flie best way to let tiie team members know
that we appreciate what tticy’re doing for our school is to stop fliem
when you see fliem and tell how proud we are of fliem. Let s all try
Where did our dear ol’ juke
box go? Look man, the Union
is exactly what the name impEes:
a STUDENT Union.
Now if the professors prefer a
more refined atmosphere let them
frequent one of the many eating
establishments scattered along the
highway near the school—like
Davis’ Tavern of Green Acres
Snack Bar or maybe even the
“Juice Hour” at Wilmith.
We know that SargeantO’Conner
doesn’t exactly emote when he
hears the strains of the Tops
or Dylan or Wilson Picket (Say
yea, children). But, we think most
of the students want the juke box
If we can spend 28,000 green
stamp books for our College Union
addition and an additiaial 82,000
Red Scissor Coupcxis for the furn
iture, it seems Eke we could
fork out a little greech for a juke.
P. S. Save your Martha White
Flour Sack coupons, children.
A Massive Demonstration Cities
Program, costing 2.3 bilEon over
six years, in addition to financial
aid for urban renewal.
He proposes the International
Education Act “to give children
in other continents the same head
start we are trying to give our
He proposes the International
Health Act “to wipe out small
pox, malaria, and control yellow
fever over most of the world in
A program to assist overpopu
lated countries in birth control.
An anti-poverty program at the
cost of one bilEon.
It appears he intends to cure
the world’s social and economic
ills in a decade and give to every
one who doesn’thave. Perhaps he’d
better start an anti-poverty pro
gram for the taxpayers who must
foot the biUs for these ventures.
No wonder hearts cannot be stir
red when our chief executive
appears on television and actually
begs the housewife to pinch pennies
to curb inflation. These pinched
coppers must go to support a rid
iculously overburdened Social Se
curity Bureau which has never been
out of debt and never will be.
Inflatton is not here because of
spend thrift housewives; it is here
because of a growing national debt
which makes the American dollar
Anything the government does
costs much more than it ordin
arily would. Private enterprise
would fall flat on its face if it
attempted to operate as the Fed
eral government does.
Japan has conducted a space pro
gram for eleven year. They are
sending up a sattelEte very soon.
Cost of the entire eleven years of
research and achievement? Tw
enty-five million dollars.
Our Surveyor II crashed last
Thursday on the moon with no
scientific results. Cost of this one
failure; sixty-five milEon dollars.
We Eve prosperously; we pay
prosperous prices to erase pros
Where does the apathy come in?
It comes in when ignorance is the
result of apathy. It is disconcert
ing to hear an adult citizen of
the United States say, “Oh well,
E the National Debt gets too big,
we can just forget about it and
start over.” Meanwhile what
happens to persaial bonds, bauik
accounts, insurance and, gen
erally, the national economy which
is wrapped up in the cumbersome
It is hard for the young adults,
who by 1975 will be half Amer
ica’s populatiai, to look forward
to bearing this burden which is
being so graciously accumulated by
We, who wEl inherit this fin
ancial fiasco, literally cannot
Ronnie RusseU didn’t know what
was going on. All he knew was
that he didn’t write that column
about Lyndon on this page in the
Ronald Watts was mad. He knew
he had written the afore men-
tiemed column and he knew his
ncune hadn’t appeared c*i it.
What happened was that Ronnie
Russell had promised to write a
column for the September 21 edi
tion of the paper, while Ronald
Watts had said that he might write
one E he had time. Both Russell
and Watts are staff members.
When the Friday deadline rolled
round, the editor found a column
which appeared under the headline
“Hesitant Lyndon Worries Writ
er” on his desk and signed sim
ply “Ron”. He assumed that it
was from the pen of Ronnie Rus
seU but, in fact, he was wrong.
Ronald Watts was its true author.
The editor apologizes.
I read with interest your story
on the new faculty winch appeared
in the September 14 issue, but was
disappointed to note that flie storj’
was incomplete. NEss Linda Fow
ler’s name did not appear. Miss
Fowler is a new member of the
Department of History and Pol
itical Science whose specialty is
medieval history. She has recently’
returned to tins country from two
years of study and research in
Italy and France and is in the
process of completing her doc
torate at tile University’ of Wis
Dr. R. W. Rieke
History and PoEtical Science
I’m so thrilled! They voted me “Most Opposite of the Opposite
Sex” at the ConsoEdated University beauty contest.