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John Drescher,
ANN PETERS. Managing Editor
KERRY DEROCHI. Associate Editor
Rachel Perry, vmtyEAiuw
Alan Chapple. ay Editor
JIM WRINN, State and National Editor
Linda Robertson. Sports Editor
Laura Seifert, n Eduor
KEN MlNGIS. y4xxirtr Editor
Elaine McClatchey, jvo
Susan Hudson, Featum Efow
Leah Talley, Am Editor
Teresa Curry. Weekend Editor
AL STEELE, Photography Editor
It's working
Last year's consent decree between UNC and the federal government
ended the 11-year-old battle over the desegregation of the University
system. The federal government wanted higher percentages of black stu
dents at predominantly white schools and higher percentages of white stu
dents at predominately black schools. UNC officials promised higher
percentages but doing it their way. No school program would be
switched from institution to institution to avoid duplication of programs,
as the Department of Education wanted. Instead, new programs and
buildings would be implemented across the school system, most of them
at predominantly black schools.
So far it's working. A recent report released by the UNC Board of
Governors states that enrollment of blacks in the 16-campus system in
creased by more than 50 percent in the last 10 years. Now about 34 per
cent of the state's black college students attend traditionally white schools.
Increased recruitment efforts such as Project Uplift which brings
600 prospective black students to UNC for a closer look at the campus
are responsible for the success.
But so is the federal government. When the dispute focused national
attention on the University system, administrators were forced to find an
end to the racial imbalances in the system.
The controversy did not end with the consent decree. Black leaders in
the state criticized the Reagan adrninistration for selling out to the UNC
officials. They scoffed at the flexible goals set by the Department of Edu
cation. By 1986, minority enrollment at traditionally white schools is to
be 10.6 percent. At black schools it is to be 15 percent. Last year's enroll
ment figures showed black students comprised 715 percent of the white
campuses' population, and white students made up 11 percent of the en
rollment on black campuses.
University officials agreed the numbers easily would be reached. How
ever, they have committed themselves to increasing the recruitment ef
forts beyond these percentages by keeping control of the programs to in
crease minority enrollment. And by not agreeing to switch educational
programs from school to school, they have guaranteed the continued
academic integrity of the UNC system.
Time out
When football fans tune in tonight at 9 p.m. to watch the Atlanta Fal
cons take on the Kansas City Chiefs, they may be in for a surprise the
players are on strike and there won't be a game.
Nope, no more pre-game warm-up, no color commentary, no Howard
Cosell the National Football League Players Association blew the
whistle on at least part of the 1982 season Monday, and began pro foot
ball's first in-season strike. The dispute, as usual, is over money.
For football fans, the stakes involved are high. With nothing else to
do, married couples may be forced to talk to each other on Sunday after
noOnsrThe Anheuser-Busch and Frito-Lay companies may go broke
nothing used to go better with a touchdown than a swig of beer and a
handful of pretzels. With no game to draw the customers, bars may have
to close on Monday nights.
Television sportscasters will suffer, too. CBS's Brent Musburger will
likely have plenty of spare time on Sunday afternoons, and sportscaster
"Dandy" Don Meredith may have to go back to full-time tea commer
cials. At least one good thing will come from the strike, though, some
thing football fans have awaited for years: Howard "the Mouth" Cosell,
who has haunted televised pro football games for years, may finally be
"de-mouthed."
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An example of how our culture has changed since Woodstock
By CALDWELL GRA Y
What could have possessed three
basically level-headed college students to
abandon all plans for a laid-back Labor
Day weekend at the Outer Banks and
embark on the greatest, most ambitious
and most stupid journey of their lives
across the vast expanse of America.
"A Woodstock of the '80s! The US
festival," he said as we tried to convince
him to go to Hatteras. "Fleetwood Mac,
Santana, The Talking Heads, The
Police, The Cars, Tom Petty, The
Grateful Dead The '80s are the '60s
twenty years lata:!"
Fifty hours later we drove into
California's San Bemandino Valley and
the festival grounds at Glen Helen
Regional Park. We had no idea that the
man responsible for bringing together 18
of today's most popular rock 'n' roll acts
was Steve Wozniak, the inventor of the
Apple home computer. Thinking that
US simply stood for United States, we
weren't prepared for the technological
twist; giant tents full of representatives of
computer companies and scientific
organizations that promised to form an
"US decade of cooperation towards the
betterment of life for everyone."
The concert flowed without a kink.
Every band was on time. Over 250,000
people were cared for 110,000 camp
ing spots, 150 food stands, 382 acres of
parking, rows and rows of shower heads
wetting down 5,000 people all at
once. . .every detail was planned.
The skies above the majestic barren
hills of the San Bernardino Valley were
filled with skywritings; "E.T. phone
home," "Welcome to Miller Time,";
while the Goodyear Blimp and
thousands of balloons floated in bet
ween. As each band performed, more and
more of the gimmicks that guaranteed
thousands of "oh, wows," were unleash
ed. By the time the last band had per
formed, the night sky was filled with the
climactic energy of multi-colored laser
beams, airport searchlights, 16 whirling
spotlights, explosions, balloons, flashing
electric sparklers, fireworks and
floodlights, not to mention the three
video screens projecting 50-feet images
of Stevie Nicks into the audience all
controlled by the down swing of the
singer's left arm.
They pounded it in, and it worked.
"Oh, wow!" I said as this finale dazzled
my retina with streams of rainbow
colored lights. I realized at that moment
that rock 'n' roll would never be the
. same.
I thought of what my friend had said
six nights earlier, "The '80s are the '60s
twenty years later." Visions of The Who
singing "...we're not gonna take it,"
and Jimmy Hendrix screaming. . ."pur
ple haze all in my brain," 'contrasted
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The festival brought together more than 250,000 concertgoers
...but it failed to capture the creative energy that made the Os unique
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sharply with ". . .thunder only happens
when it's raining."
Advancement, technology, US, at
"decade of cooperation," computerized
fun what an accepting, pro-status quo
generation as compared to the counter
culture radicals of the '60s! US was
perfect. Every moment was filled with
sensations that seemed calculated for
"ultimate fun." -
This was more than a contrast to '60s
rock 'n' roll. It was a prime example of
how our culture has changed since
Woodstock.
The '60s generation was born of the
post-World War II affluence, a crop of
youth who saw the rat race as a
capitalistic horror that lulled individuals
into a status quo. With the advent of
Vietnam, they became a generation of
revolution, opposed to anything
representing progress, technology or the
establishment.
Woodstock exemplified this. Here was
an unorganized, poorly planned music
extravaganza that brought over half a
million youths into a communion that
made them realize "flower power" was
indeed a force to be used against what
they saw as the evils of modern man.
Protest and rebellion brought together
the artists and the audience, and a bond
was forged by their common faith in
peace and love. Even without proper
facilities or organized activities,
Woodstock became a holistic experience
that evolved through the individual into
a community that voiced its anger
through the mouthpieces of the age
Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young, The
Who, Janis Joplin, etc. ...
In the 70s, the Woodstock generation
went on to the protests of bombing in
Cambodia, to Kent State and Watergate.
Joni Mitchell wrote, "By the time we got
to Woodstock we were half a million
strong." A festival of music gave a
generation the realization that they had
the power to change what they saw as in
justice. Today the tides have turned
dramatically. No longer do we want to
fight the rat race; we want to enter it and
beat it. Two recessions, an oil embargo
and a falling gross national product
make young people today nervous about
survival in the real world. Protest is over
shadowed by the mere acceptance of a
rising conservatism that is sweeping the
nation.
Much of technology, in the minds of
today's youth, is no longer an evil to pre
vent but a blessing to enjoy. Video games
and stereos are prime necessities, home
computers will soon come into use by
more and more households, and within
the next few years practically every home
will have cable television and not three
but 30 channels to reckon with.
Soon every concert will be an US,
boasting giant video screens along with
new and increasingly complex elec
tronics. The US festival, I realized, was
an inevitable step toward a new age of
multi-faceted technology.
When US brought the country's most
popular bands together, they became
displayers and advocates of the com
puterized technology that took up a large
part of the festival grounds. Admittedly,
ihe concert . greatly overshadowed the
technological exposition. Nevertheless,
the connections were apparent; the event
ran as smoothly as an Apple home com
puter. Whereas the spontaneous creative
energy of Woodstock was bom of a
common bond, at US there was no goal
to bind artist and audience, other than
having a good time.
It seemed so awkward when Christine
McVie sang a slow song to end the
festival. Almost as if to say, "We've rais
ed hell, now lets get mellow so no one
wrecks on the way out." Bringing us
slowly to the end of the ride. But then it
struck me that the whole festival had
fallen along those same lines pre
programmed rock V roll, Microchip
sensation outlining the experience to
perfection satisfaction , guaranteed
Here was a stifling of the aesthetic energy
that at one time could be seen between
the audience and the artist. .
The distance is even more than the
50-feet-square video screens seem to in
dicate. The distance lies between our
generation and its soul, the soul of rock
'n' roll, the lost soul.
Caldwell Gray is a senior inter
disciplinary creative communications
major from Caldwell Station, N.C.
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LETTERS TO THE EDITOR
.Race
issue won't die
To the editor:
As president of the Panhellenic Council,
I would like to respond to the request
made by the Campus Y in "Sororities have
failed challenge" (D77, Sept. 21), con
cerning the possible racist behavior of some
sororities, specifically the experience of one
black woman in the formal membership
selection process. Their concern definitely
is legitimate, but I would like to assure
everyone that the issue will not just die
out.
There are many sorority women who
have expressed a desire to discuss the prob
lems and work on solutions. The sorority
system as a whole did not meet the
challenge. However, there are many
women who were very disappointed and
frustrated with their houses' ultimate deci
sions. Thank you, Andrea Stumpf, for giving
those women a message to identify with
("System needs change from within"
DTH, Sept. 21) and a clear Panhellenic
goal for all of us to work toward. Formal
rush will take place again next September
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and I would like for there to be a lot of
discussion in between now and then. The
issue must v be dealt with inside every
sorority house.
Since several members and participants
of the Campus Y are fraternity and sorori
ty members as well, they have a good
understanding of the problem. I appreciate
the initiative they displayed and
acknowledge their position in dealing with
campus race relations. It will be the in
dividual women in the sororities willing to
face the problem head-on who will make a
difference.
Bonnie Fass
x President
Panhellenic Council
Boycott 'Polyester'
To the editor:
In recent weeks The Daily Tar Heel
editorial page has dealt with a wide spec
trum of subjects ranging from the tragedy
in Lebanon to the comical escapades of
the CGC Summer Finance Committee. In
most, cases, readers learn a great deal
about the problems but are powerless to
effect change. Today, however, students
must confront a problem and take action.
I am, of course, writing about the showing
of an R-rated midnight movie, Polyester, at
the Carolina Theatre the same theater
that brought us that perverted comedy,
Porky's.
Polyester is a so-called cult film which
violates all standards of community decen
cy. Polyester is obscene not because it
features full frontal nudity (although there
is nudity), nor because it glories in ex
ploitative violence. Rather, the film is
obscene because it revels in the mockery of
grave societal problems.
For example, a young girls becomes
pregnant and attempts to administer an
abortion to herself by beating on her ab
domen - an action which elicited gales of
laughter from the audience. Other
characters experiment with illegal drugs
and engage in illicit sex.
Nonetheless, the most patently offensive
aspect of the movie is the distribution of
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"Scratch and Sniff cards to the audience.
When rubbed, these cards emit odors that
coincide with the action on the screen.
While no one may have objected to the
"pizza" scent or to the smell of "roses,"
other intimate odors surely shocked the
sensibilities of any decent individual.
What, then, can students do to stop the
showing of movies such as Polyester! Cen
sorship is not the answer, nor is picketing
practical. The most effective protest is the
easiest: Simply boycott the weekend show
ing of Polyester. Let the Carolina Theatre
show the film to rows of empty seats.
Finally, the DTH should refuse to run an
advertisement this week for Polyester.
In short, Polyester is so lewd and
disgusting that it makes Porky's seem like
the Little Rascals at a Saturday matinee.
Kevin Heisler
Chapel Hill
The mighty Rams
To the editor:
"We're not sure where it's at; you'll just
have to go out and find it." This was the
reply I received early Sunday morning
from the University Police when inquiring
as to the whereabouts of my car.
It seems that the mighty Ram's Club has
acquired yet another football Saturday
parking lot for its esteemed members: the
newly paved lot next to the Paul Green
Theatre.
Without advance warning and without
notifying the individuals involved, our
wealthy alumni took it upon themselves to
relocate approximately 50 cars. My anger
over the incident and over the complete
lack of consideration on the part of the
Ram's Club was only slightly abated by
the fact that I would not be charged for
the return of my car.
I guess that the Ram's Club was more
than willing to bear the cost of towing in
order that they could have their precious
spaces. When you have it, you have it. So,
be advised other North Campus residents,
because we know who has it and who, in
the end, is undoubtedly going to get it.
Mark Scurria
209 Everett