C.C. Rider
Letters To The Editors
My Journey Home Nanney Made Loose Assumptions
By E. CLARY
INTRODUCTION
Goerge Gobel once said that there were only two subjects
about which he could make jokes without fear of a reprimand.
One, George went on, was his wife and the other was a man-
eating shark.
&cent events have caused me to take these words of
wisdom in a more serious vein than I once did. Since I don’t
have a wife, and I’m not even married, my safe subject range
is narrowed to one. Is it any wonder that George Gobel is
twice as funny as I?
Maybe someday I, too, will possess a double subject range.
But, then again, it will probably be just my luck that I will
marry a man-eating shark. For this reason, it is implicit that
I begin my fishy career in this column.
MY JOURNEY HOME
Chapters l-MMCM
As you may remember, I informed you in my last column
that I was saving stamps for my free trip back to the United
States from South Vietnam. Well, I saved enough but some
strange, inner drive forced me to redeem them for every
album ever produced by a famous American choir.
I had planned to remain in Vietnam while I compiled an
other collection of stamps, but my plans were all for nought.
The Honorable Reginald M. Flaggart’s reign of 55 hours, 43
minutes, and 19 seconds was ended unexpectedly by a counter
coup. (That’s what you hear when an adding machine falls in
love with you.) The new government leaders weren’t nearly
as friendly to me so I decided to do the swim home. By the
time I reached open water, I was doing the jerk.
Suddenly, I noticed a shark circling me. I soon came to the
conclusion that this shark was either full or exceptionally
friendly, for he swam directly under me and rode me on
his l)cick
He later explained to me that he was headed for the
U.S. eastern sea coast for the summer feeding season and he
would be happy to give me a lift. As to why he didn’t devour
me, he said that his doctors had placed him on a diet and he
couldn’t eat sweets. Come to think of it, I guess I would be
just like a Bit-O-Honey to a great ole shark! , . ^ .
Anyway, as soon as he had me safely on his back, ne
politely asked, “Aren’t you Ellison Clary, that dull and un
original columnist for the Charlotte Collegian?”
“That’s me,” I snapped proudly. Then he mumbled some
thing like, '“Yeah, you’re dull and unoriginal allright.”
“Where did you learn to talk?” I asked. He shot right
back with “Where did you learn to write?” “I didn’t, I said.
“You’re telling me,” he rephed.
After this pleasant exchange, the shark finally told me,
as you may have guessed, that he was taught to speak, as all
fish are, in his school. (I’m sorry about that; I '
I then asked him if he read all my columns. He said that he
did but that they were all wet by the time he read them.
Next I begged permission to write of him in the paper.
He reluctantly consented. “Be careful what you say though,
he admonished, “because we sharks are a minority gioup
a very thin skin.” I explained that I had no intention of
ridiculing him and we became fast friends.
“Tell me about yourself,” said I and he did. First he
told me his name—Norman Luboff. He quickly assured me
that his complete name was Norman Jerome Luboff and 1 re
vived from a swoon. taii
He was, he said, a pool shark. True or not, I could tell
he was a dandy for he was dressed immaculately in his her-
rins bone sport coat and sharkskin trousers. u i
It seems that he came from a long line of famous sharks.
His famous father, who died only ^
finance company and was known as The Loan •
Now to make a short story long, I rode the shark all
the way to Myrtle Beach and from there I r^e a ^r®yhound
home. As we bade each other good-bye I ^^anked Jerome ior
the lift and invited him to swim up the Catawba to see me
sometime this summer. Jeronie assured me that he would
so be careful at the river in the future If you ever meet a
shark in the Catawba, tell him I said hello.
♦ ♦
appendix OR THEREABOUTS
Another column comes to a close but meanwhile, back at
the ranch, Tonto. not knowing that the Lone Ranger had dis-
guished himself as a pimple, blew his top.
Now I guess I’ll wait for the mail.
(Continued from Page 2)
the article is Mr. Nanney’s view
of sexual freedom as an intellect
ual necessity. Mr. Nanney states
that instead of troubling young peo
ple with morals we should intro
duce “contraceptives” and dissolve
the “. . . inhibitions, complexes,
and guilts. . . ” that “. . . go
against the grain of nature . .
and which . . lead to suffering
in the form of neuroses and other
diseases involving the mind. . .”
Had Mr. Nanney read a book on
sociology or psychology, he would
have found that inhibitions are the
results of sociology or psychology
mechanisms present in every ma
turing person. These mechanisms
are not a function of the specific
content of the moral freedom or
restriction of any given society but
rather are pure inherent mechan
isms of human nature. Thus every
maturing person arrives at certain
crises in his adolescence regardless
of \Vhich society he is in, or what
the specific traits of that society.
The removal of certain present
moral restrictions would not re
move the mechanism of adolescent
frustration but rather focus these
frustrations onto other moral traits
of our society.
Furthermore, Mr. Nanney ap
peals to the so called . . top
authority in the world . . .” for
justification of his opinion. It
should be known that not every
biologist or sociologist would con
sider Dr. Kinsey the supreme rank
ing authority on sexual matters.
Futhermore, the research carried
on by Dr. Kinsey was the question
ing of a far too limited number
of pepole. The people interviewed
were for the mos't part in the lower
or lower middle income brackets
with a ’few of the extremes here
and there. There were far too few
interviews with people of strict
religious purpose or of highly edu
cated income brackets. The views
of Dr. Kinsey are far tck) generaliz
ed to be justified by his survey.
Also, very many social scientists
disagree with many of Dr. Kin
sey’s conclusions.
And as a final critjicism, one on
the last topic of Mr. Nanney’s dis
cussion. I would like to say to Mr.
Nanney, who claims that he finds
a correlation between early love
relationships and successful life
work, that he read more about
Kant and Einstein and less about
Rousseau!
Vincent Batts
C.C. Rider
Editors, The Collegian
I am writing this in response to
a letter that appeared in the last
issue of The Collegian. This letter
severly criticized an article by El
lison Clary called ‘‘Swinger Hits
Town.” The main objection was
that Mr. Clary had dared to use
the name of the Mormon Taber
nacle Choir in a way that the auth
or of this letter deemed derogatory.
The letter further contended that
the Mormon Tabernacle Choir is
made up of talented, dedicated
people who are “above the sopho-
moric satire of such amateurish
columnists as Mr. Clary.” The fact
that the Choir is composed of ta
lented and dedicated people I will
not argue: however, I will take is
sue about the right of a journalist
to criticize or satirize. The pos
sibility exists that Mr. Clary’s use
of the Choir’s name may have been
disrespectful or uncalled for, but
it remains an inalienable right of
the press to be critical or satirical
as it so chooses.
Everyone is aware that the Choir
is a worthy organization, the use
of its name in Mr. Clary’s column
notwithstanding. Mr. Clary simply
used the name of the Choir; he did
not attempt to degrade it in any
way. Certainly the mere use of the
Choir’s name was not sufficient to
provoke such a virulent response.
Tlie reputation of the Choir speaks
for itself; it does not need any loud,
saber-rattling defense.
James R. Cochrane
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The Charlotte College Engineer’s
Club will hold its next night meet
ing at the Park Road S&W at 7:30
p.m. Wednesday.
The speaker will be a representa
tive from the Charlotte Engineer’s
Club. During the course of the
meeting it will be discussed how
the professional Engineer’s Club
can best benefit the Charlotte Col
lege Engineer's Club.
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