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faci mo TMl DAILY TAB g& SUNDAY, NOVEMBER 22, )M Only Students I Iiin st in i i i n 1 1 it- Student I t-islaturi' li.is dt.nvn to .1 (!sc. One of tlie erv im jM ii.int pieces ol leisl.n ion th:tt v;" unable io he (omideied l our youtlilul lauin.ik cin w.is ,i "icsoliii ion to obtain e(pi;d pii il(d'4(N in Cliapel Hill theaters ;ind restui i.nits lot all students at the I'tmeisitv of oi tli ( '.. .olina." I he tesohilion was introduced on behalf ot the YM YWCA Unman Relations Com mittee l Rep. im Crownoir (SP). It cited a s 1 1 1 v v taken last spiin invoking 1,200 indents- I he question asked was "How o. dd oii leel if the Nero students at Car olina wcie pet milled to eat at the restaurants f id attend the ihealeis in Chanel Hill?" Ot 1 host- answiiin. " i'',', were in favor of Mju.il pi iv iledues. '7' r uc willing to sin a petition stating this, while only 1..7'',, veie opposed in am wav 10 such equality. Not oiilv is this lespcuse a nralifin'4 siii ol mi leased matiuilN on the pail of the ins oLjhU l'nieisitv. but also ple xitis a unified public sentiment to the citi zens ol thiv lonn and st; ;e. The University o! oiih Carolina has lon been opjjosed t set oiid (lass (itieiiship lor its students and the (niuotations and unpleasant! ies v. hiih Mi(hvlion miht biinn- This sc hool i 1 iht I ullv pi oud of its position as a pioneer on.1114 southern state uimersitics in the iatiou ol-:' healthier and moie beneficial 1 hm. lie .11110117 the aiions racial groups. And 1 1 1 wjiIi this iesolution, we hae the t l.i 01 iiiniix to take another step forwatd in hi nl lie, tin ''.ip between Neio and white. We have sufliiietit leetae to insist that the mi it hums ol this town tic: all students in life maiiiiii. Indeed, most of them are willing to lo this, it (otuinied that students ale Ik iiind mm h a move. I heie i 110 sin h tiling as a while student 01 1 Ni 'io student. I heir aie only students, and as sin li t lie vhi.uld be attended equal tieiliiKIlt On The Other Side Once upon a time bear went over a mountain to see what he ould see. All lie saw was the othei side of the mountain. Another Picai has now jrone over the moon to see what he (ould see. All he saw was the other side' of the moon. Somewheie oeihead an F.ale soars cuttf pl.Menilv ;non'.r the louds. 1 m ki n down at the lie. 11 with an air of simulated scorn. Iut undei tie.jh , his outer coat of feathers beats a he.nt tilled with envy- I he- re.u'wa down below, occasionally p. uses, flames up at the I'.ale and smirks. I he I a'le reflec ts the smiik even though he dens not leel it. I he I'iear.;),t1uibeis on his way. The F.ale (outiuues to took down from his loftv osi tioii. He still Jias not seen the other side. V R. S. Trie orr.i'.al student publication of the Publication 8ot d of he University of North Carolina where it U publilied daily ..,... j .. .. a examination period and summer terms En'er'd js second flus :na"T t.i the t office in Chapt-I Hill. N C. under the c of March 3, 1870 Subscription ratts J4 0U pr be 0.e-stT. (MJ pr fear Th Daily Tar Heft ii prinleel by th New Ine , Carrbofo. N C. 9 JZ J V X a . V ft 1 1 - 1 1 1 OVfVt lt llkKirl (If I ft ' lil Editor DAVIS B. YOUNG Associate Editor . Niht Editor Editorial Asst. ... Managing Editor. R:iins Manager' Assistant l'.iliter Editors .v. Sport a Editor f eature Editor . Cotd Editor ERANK CROVVTHER CHANDLER BRIDGES VIRGINIA AI.DIGE CHUCK ROSS LARRY SMITH WALKER miANTON RON SHUMATE DEE DANIELS EDWARD NEAL RINER ELLIOTT COOPER MARY ALICE ROWLETTF L JOSIE MORRlf Thoto Eeiitors BILL BRLNKIIOUS PETER NESS Adver'rsinr. Manae-r utr-riptiori Manager Circulation Manager . BARRY ZASLAV ED SCHENCK JOHN JESTER Reader's Repository MISS UNC COED I hope that I shall never again see A girl who's short-sighted as are thee; I think you all seek "fraternalLsm" By your statements of boasting and alcoholism; By and large if you'd all widen your view I'm sure it would be more pleas ing to you; And if you'd knock your chips away I know your opinions of us would sway; But I fear all coeds at UNC Are alike in this respect to the nth degree! DEDICATED TO MEN Name withheld by request Dear Sir: May I take this means of ex pressing appreciation for the su perb concert I attended on your campus last Tuesday. We were surprised to see Hill Music Hall almost filled to capacity for an all-Handel program. It is ap parent that Chapel Hill concert goers support such cultural events as in few other cities of the South. Your entire community is to be congratulated. While the Jephtha selections were interesting and well sung, and the instrumental works were capably and beautifully executed, it was th performance of your Men's Glee Club that really thrilled us period I've heard many male choruses and know fine singing when I hear it. Not only was the tone quality rich and true but the diction, the phrasing, and the at tacks revealed much careful re hearsal. The director Is to be commended Furthermore, it occurred to us that a group such as this some HO alert and virile young men from the foremost state university of the South would make won derful cultural ambassadors to foreign lands, particularly those behind the iron curtain. Have your University or state author ities considered this? This fine group was doing so much more than making music, commendable as this goal is by itself. They were demonstrating that singing can be manly; they were communicating a timeless message ot hope to the audience; and by their evident joy and self-discipline, devotion, and enthusiasm, they were shat tering the current stereotype of the American college student. For this the young men of the Glee Club are to be praised and thanked! Very sincerely yours, Fred O. I.axton Editor: After reading Mr. Lawler's arti cle in the DAILY TAR HEEL. I felt that I should write this let ter and bring out one fact which he wasn't aware of. This fact be ing that only a few days before Mr. Smith's condemnation of the bill providing for a Freshman Legislature, Mr. Smith signed a petition for the setting up of this legislature, thereby signifying his approval of the bill. In view of this fact, I wonder just what we are to accept as Mr. Smith's true feelings about the bill. Robert Sherer Dear Editor, I subscribe to "The Daily Tar Heel" and read it thoroughly, be cause I have a Freshman son en rolled. The paper keeps me in formed of student activities and opportunities afforded him for a goenJ education. I am writing this letter for two reasoas: first, to congradulate you and your staff for your all out effort in support of the recent Bond issue - you helped in a big way to put in over; Secondly, o say that 1, as a parent, do not enjoy reading Mr. Crane's arti cles. I fear for the future of this young, unhappy man who au thored "13 Steps to Christianity." Lets have no more of him. My thanks and praise to Mr. George Stevenson for his able re buttal "More on 13 Steps." and to Mr. Jonathan Yardley for his "Perspectives." Mr. Yardley's re cent column in derision of the University and faculty is a gem. These two men are the type I hope my "beginner" has the op portunity to know, not Mr. Crane. Most Sincerely, "Mama" P. S. I withhold my name be cause, how do I know? My son might be shining Mr. Crane's shoes, and I'd not like to em barass him. fl f TV , ' t -f 4l vet? TURKEY TTOfS A y s & ? ' - ' ' ' i ' A " ' of : srn r - Some Witchcraft Carl Bridcjors Week before last there was a movie at the Varsity about witches, "Bell. Book and Candle." Due to the great wave of interest in witchcraft now sweeping the campus, this article is respect fully put forth. My close-ups of witches, or rather of people who believe they are witches, are confined to two instances, one in California, the other in an isolated end-of-the-world place in the Middle East. The first was related to me by a young housewife in Cali fornia, after we had been good friends for some time. One evening she met me at the door with, "The strangest thing happened to me today . . ." A middle-aged couple had moved into the neigh borhood, and as Chairman of the Block Committee my friend went to meet the woman. She introduced herself when the woman came to the door, and re ceived a startling reply. The woman stared at my friend's thorax and said, "I see you have a bad heart." She explained that she had the power to see these things because she was a witch. My friend welcomed her to the neighborhood and left. I was intrigued by the story. My friend, by the way, had had a physical checkup a few weeks be fore, and the doctor had found nothing wrong with her heart; so she was not worried about the prophecy. I wanted to learn more from her about the new neighbor. She was later able to tell me more about the "witch," who paid her frequent visits. The woman was intelligent, well-educated, a good conversa tionalist. She allowed no hints of her practice in her talk, except that on occasion she would com ment on what the weather would be like a few days away. She frightened the children who stray ed into her yard by chasing them, making strange figures with her hands and muttering imprecations. She was very interested in Eastern teligion and philosophy. Some r.;hts there would be light in the basement, where she would be doing something (unspecified) until early morning. The neighbors avoided her and her husband, who was a quiet man no one knew anything about. I had to leave California a few weeks later, and I have heard nothing about the witch family since. A year afterward I had personal contact with a daemonic person, a soul-buyer. After the appeal of Lebanon for military aid in 1958, a number of soldiers were sent from all ver the world to a solitary army post in the Middle East. In my barracks there were two men who, it soon became apparent, were tied together in a strange relationship. One expressed often his hatred and contempt for the other; the other looked after the first, taking care of his debts, seeing him to his cot when he was drunk and checking his area over before inspections. The latter, a small, clever man, had followed the tall one from one army post to another during their army service, the tall one trying to get away, the small one having his own assignment changed in order to follow. The reason for this relationship was that the small one had several months ago purchased the other's ;oul for $10. The soul-buyer was very discreet about his prac tices. (Of course the commanding officers must not find out.) He would not explain his reasons to us, but when he saw the opportunity he would try to buy our souls. He would come into possession of them when we died. He was selective, only going after the more intelligent men. He liked to catch them drunk, because they sold more easily then. Many' sold freely; others refused on religious grounds or personal pride. There was no signed con tract; there was a simple oath over a burning candle, and that was all. Some of the men tried to raise the price, but he had a flat fee of $10 a soul. But he always preferred the soul of his tall friend. After eight months they were sent to Europe, again to the same army post. I have not heard from them since. There you have it: fragments of stories of two intelligent people who believed that they had pow ers of black magic. Both were well-educated, both were scientifically logical in other matters; yet one had a large store of hexes and an assumed clair voyance, and the other spent large sums of money for souls which would not be his until after the death of the body. I would like to know why they believed so fully. Most people rarely doubt that real witches can not exist, although we have no proof 6ne way or the other. The practices exist, though. In the United States we have among other things voodoo, snake cults .and the Black Mass. If anyone who reads this has had contact with witches or with any show of the supernatural, I would like them to get in touch with me through The Daily Tar Heel. I am personally very interested in the subject. ' HarpeKs Bizarre Comes now the time of Christ mas Parades, Chirstmas Bargains, Santa Claus In Our Store All Day Saturday, Pink Christmas Trees, and Gifts For Those Who Care Enough To Send The Very Best We Have. And with it comes "What are they doing to Christmas," and "it didn't used to be this way," and "Put Christ back into Christmas." Part of this indignation will be on the editorial pages of various newspapers. Readers of the DTH have already seen some of it in the "Peanuts" comic strip. Artist Schulz started poking fun at the Santa Claus god back in October. Santa Claus, as we know him. probably deserved it. But tha au thor also saw fit to attack the tradition of caroling "Pumpkin Carols" he called them. Now he is equating the countdown to Bee thoven's birthday with that to the birth of the Christ. Somewhere in here satire has gotten just a little out of hand. Somewhere along the line Schulz has become more infatuated with originality than with reality. By the same token, some edi torial sharpshooters will go to work on the American Christmas with a shotgun, zealously blasting hell out of commercialism and covetousness, and leaving the Christian' celebration an unidenti fiable corpse. And the indignation will be ex pressed on the personal level by thought and word, less often by deed. Unless care is taken though, the reaction will be to the de triment of the basic concept of Christmas. We only hope that the crusaders, public and private, can purge the temple of the money changers without scattering the group kneel ing at the manger. J. Harper On Anarchy From ISHMAEL BOODLEHEJM'S "THE KEY TO CHAOS" Anarchy is the natural state of man, and therefore, it must be wiped out. You must do your part to help stamp out anarchy, as you would stamp out idle pleasure. Life is not pleasure; it is a strug gleyour struggle and mine. And the aim of the struggle is power. Anarchy is opposed to this for in the didacticisms of anarchy we find a hierarchy of insurmounta ble dialectics. These dialectics must be stamped out and the uni versal language of power must supplant them, fuse them into a cohesive whole, understandable to the mass. It is this whole with which our revolutions must cope, for this whole must be filled. What must be gotten first is organization. In the chaos of a full-scale revolt against authority, there is no room for anarchy, and it must not be. No. Instead, all revolutionary movements must begin at the be ginning to avoid any anarchistic principles. There must be a lead er, a man of the people, a brave and exalted man who can stand in front of the people and take them with him. When he is there, however, (i.e., in power) they may not stay with him, for that too would be anarchy. Anarchy is dirty, and in revolution, there is no place for it; it belongs instead to the organization as it exists at present, for it is a symbol of its own decadence and corruption. sip WE'LL Vko!0! .TURN THEM $AYS ffcAPsf TWS MOON. JMT0 OUC 7 VVfcLL SLIP V 1 MZtSt 1 'BM A MAP I ' J. ' " ' MINES oor lAU&INg THE IP FACES.' ViHpN THEY RND5 NcOTUlN'BUT I U Wt if l THINK ( GOING TO GET ALL CLEANED V J I OOELL, I'VE LEARNED NEVER I I HAVE To BE SATISFIED ir 'JITataS VjB4PlG-PEN'?jA? (TO tWECT TOO MUCH FRCwJ IT JU6T SETTLES THE DUST! to "T I HflMe AND TAKE r?4r u !f V A HOOOEK 77 u j t 03 m n X c R A Little To The Left' Theodore Crane Jr. A rather unexpected feature of this production was the failure of the Flaymakers to focus their efforts clearly on a smaller and less demanding cast than that of Carousel, in a play by Frock Bower adapted to their acting capability with an unfortun ate degree of accuracy. The play itself is pooriv written and in very poor taste, and becomes a farce when attempted on stage. It is the type 01 drama in which even the most dedicated actor would lose enthusiasm after the second perform ance. Perhaps the most disturbing aspect of this play however, was the affirmative reaction of the audience to a modernized version of the image of the 'sentimental idiot', introduced sometime ago into eighteenth century drama for the sake of audience participation. The dedicated playgoers of Chapel Hill enjoyed excessively this perverted interpretation of a broadway play, personified in the "sophisticated" blasphemy of the so-called modern comedy. If the supporters of the Playmakers theater productions would insist on performances of higher quality, they would probably get them. However, the resident audience which received this play so wholehearted ly is no more to blame than the Playmakers them selves who must cater to the local tastes of the people and who profess a tradition of "folk drama". Allen Hayward, Marilyn Zschau,- and Mary Law rence did the best they could to make something out of the tangled mass of the play, and Mr. Elston . provided an exceptionally good interpretation of the stereotyped English comic figure, Harry Dilhy. The music was well chosen for the production, and the stage sets were as imaginative and as well do signed as one could expect anywhere. John Sneden and John S'ockard consistently provide a back ground all out of proportion to the quality of the acting on stage, and it is unfortunate that such talent as this can have no influence over the rest of the organization. The whole tone of the play varies between the images of Huck Finn, and Catcher in the Rye, and is thf most contemporary and completely confus ing "drama" imaginable. If you really want to know the truth about it, I'm crazy. I know that sounds phoney as hell, but I 'really am. Some man gave me a couple of tickets to a revolution or something, and when I get there, I see a stage at the end of the room. A goddamn stage for chrissake. Any way, pretty soon this phoney from Harvard who has left school to write for the Atlantic Monthlv gets cut on the stage with this amazon girl who is a war correspondarlt jumping out of airplanes or something and they talk about Ed Sullivan and the Dean's list. Then some more people come out and talk about Lord Byron, screaming nuns and the immaculate conception or something, and it's all because of the American Banana company Ba nanas for chrissake. The craziest part was when they began to use all this bad language, and the god damn old ladies were laughing, and I didn't want to go home because my lousy parents don't under stand me. I think sometimes I'm crazy, I swear to god I do. Anyway, when the whole thing was over, everybody kept saying that it was fabulous and everybody is always saying that everything is fabulous which is why the're so goddamn phoney and if you want to know the truth about it I'm not going back to that place again. Nft ever I swear to god. ' So What? 1. The nation is at wr. 2. The nation is losing the war. badiy. 3. The nation must.exe.t . v.tlv greater effort. Ess ay Contest Subject: "What is wrong with America and what can we do to correct it?" Requirements: All essays must be typewritten, double-spaced and s;gnej by the author. Name, address and phone number must be included. Length: 500-1500 words. Prizes: There will be eight (8) prizes: 1st Prize one $25 RANCH HOUSE Steak Certificate 2nd Prize one S15 RANCH HOUSE Steak 3rd Prize one $10 RANCH HOUSE Steak Certificate 4th through 8th Priz one RANCH HOUSE Buffet Cartificate (These prizes have been donated by Cactus Ted's RANCH HOUSE of Chapel Hill, one of the South's most distinctive restaurants. The certificates may be redeemed as meals at the RANCH HOUSE on or before March 15. 1960. Eligibility: All students, faculty member, and employees of the Consolidated University of North Carolina ndor any member of the Chapel Hill community, excepting staff members of The Daily Tar Heel and Ranch House employees. Judges: Dr. Alexander Heard, Dean of the Graduate School, UNC; Davis B. Young Ed.tor. The Daily Tar Heel; Frank H. Crowther. Associate Editor, The Daily Tar Heel The decisions of these judges are final. Deadline: All manuscripts must be received or postmarked not later than midnight, December 1. 1959. The Daily Tar Heel re serves the right to print any or all essays. Winner, will be announced on or before December 19, 1959. Ssnd all essays to: Daily Tar Heel Essay Con test, Box 1080, Chapel Hill, Nr C.