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THE COLLEGIATE
Published Weekly At Atlantic Christian College
Wilson, N. C.
A medium through which the students, faculty and adminis
tration of this institution can enter into a free discussion of the
issues and interests of the day.
Brent Hill
Dwight Wagner
Maureen Ryan
Wallace Herring
Patsy SelHirn
Ann Thompson
Editor
Assistant Editor
Assistant Editor
Sports Editor
Makeup Editor
Business Manager
May 15, 1964
Mental Illness
Psychotherapy, electro shock, insulin shock, catatonic schizo
phrenia, infantile autism, no bars, no padded cells; these are a
few of the names one hears passed around as he visits a mental
hospital for the first time. However, only after the initial trip
does one understand the full meaning of these words.
Modern mental hospitals are a "far cry” from the ideas the
general public has of them. It is usually a traumatic experience
on the first trip. It is very difficult to seem normal to the patients
as one walks down the corridors of the wards of these giant hos-
pitaLs.
One is not used to seeing human beings lying on the floors,
or lying in their beds screaming or laughing. One hears that there
are no bars in the institution except in the criminally insane build
ings, but one wonders how much pressure the heavy mesh screens
which are always locked could stand before giving to the pres
sure — plenty we bet.
There are also humorous things that happen. Such as the
elevator operator vainly trying to explain that the elevator is
padded in order to keep the linen carts from scaring the walls.
And the schizophrenic explaining that she is radioactive, and re
ceives messages through a transistor on her ear drum. And the
old man “mowing down the Germans” outside the hospital chapel.
McxJern psychology has many of the “hows” and is now work
ing on the “whys.” TTiey know how to help the patients, but are
not really sure of how the therapies help them. They know that
electro-convulsive shock treatment helps the schizoid patients but
can really find no reason that it should.
There are medicines that help the “cured” psychotic patient
from relapsing into the psycotic state, but as one young psycholo
gist put if “Good Lxird only knows why.” Tranquilizers such
as thorazine have been heralded as the greatest invention of the
century but as far as psychology is concerned do little to alleviate
the problem — they simply make life a little better for the patients,
and leave the conflicts that caused the problem unsolved.
In any discussion of drugs and drug therapy there always en
ters into the discussion the etiology of the causes of mental illness.
The three chief ones are bio-chemical, stress and heredity, I feel
they are caused by stress and therefore cannot be cured by drugs,
they can simply be controlled.
It .seems the best treatment is a combination of medical
therapy and plain old Freudian psychoanalysis. To be specific in
the latU-T, “free association,” is where the patient simply talks
to the analyst when he feels like it, and his conversations do not
have to be directly related to his current problem.
—Sammuel Orlando Jones, Jr.
Oiir Siimtner Educatmn
Just five more days and we are all through with this academic
year. Most of us have worked hard through the year, and we look
forward, with much zeal, to the summer vacation. The swimming
pools, beaches, and camps are waiting for us, and there is much
fun ahead. With the fun there is also an education to be gained
during the summer. This education is not one of books and tests,
but of traveling, observing, and seeing the environment we live
in.
It is often said today that one of the real problems of the
world is the lack of communication and understanding between
the majij’ njitions. Unfortunately, this is a problem that exists
even in the regions of the United States. People of the South
do not fully understand the thoughts and actions of the people of
the North, and vice versa.
Those of us who will travel throughout the country should
attempt to do this with an open mind, and to try an observe with
close attention the things that are not familar to us. The educa
tion gained in this respect will enable us to better understand the
country we live in. If we combine this kind of learning with what
we learn in college we can then say that our education is more
than just facts and figures, but also of understanding.—DLW
Publicity Cited
On Tuesday, May 5, the men’s choir from the University of
RichmMid sang in Howard Chapel. The choir was quite enjoy
able, to the two or three dozen students who attended. Why were
there not more students and faculty at this function? The answer
is simple, not many more than this number knew about the con
cert.
TTus story is not new on our campus. The music department’s
spring concert, the Echos of Isreal, and similar programs simply
were not given the publicity they merited, and for this reason were
not attended well. It Atlantic Christian is going to invite enter
tainers and professional groups to our campus, they must be given
the publicity they deserve.
At present publicity on our campus is an insult to the enter
tainers who come, and unfair to the student body as a whole.
—James Fred Barber
Readers’ Forum
Dear Editor,
In last week’s Collegiate, John
Reynolds informed us that 100 f>er
cent of the voters of Alabama and
34 per cent of the voters of Wiscon
sin are ignorant. I would suggest
that Reynolds be careful whom he
calls ignorant.
By comparing the stand may peo
ple ail over the country are taking
against the Civil Rights Bill to Hit
ler’s and Eichmann’s slaughter of
6,000,000 Jews and by intimating
that everyone opposed to the Civil
Rights Bill is ignorant. Reynolds
places himself predominantly in the
ignorant and uniformed category.
-DAVID L. THARRINGTON
Dear Editor,
Why has Atlantic Christian Col
lege been given the alias of “A. C.
High School”?
The answer to this question lies
with the individual student, but the
popular explanation concerns neith
er the academic courses nor the
qualifications of the professors,
but the childish rules that the school
officials have enacted upon the stu
dents.
The “mothers” of the women's
dorms have encouraged a “Code of
Ethics” policy. This policy states
that women should not “entertain”
men in the dormitory parlors or on
the campus if the men are attired
with shirt-tails out and — or bare
feet. Harper and Caldwell women
also should discourage the men
from wearing physical education
shirts and — or bermuda shorts to
class and at the dining hall.
The attitude of the majority of
students toward this “Code of Eth
ics” is a complete farce and is
disregarded.
These "high schoolish' sugges
tions spread rapidly among the
nearby colleges and students refer
to Atlantic Christian College as
“A. C. High School” or “Grade
13.” These nicknames stick with
the school and thus destroys the col
lege image.
—Steve Benton
JUST A DREAM
BY T, O. D. JOHNSTON
This is the way to hell you know.
Well, know I didn’t. You are living
in a fool’s paradise — drinkin’ and
gamblin’ and stayin’ out all night.
WeU, know I didn’t. You’re thinkin’
that these escapes release tension
and solve (rather-run from) your
problems in dealing with the so
ciety - imposed double-bind. You’re
believing that life is serious busi
ness and that the rules that you
play the game of life are of ut
most significance and ultimate
truth. Well, know I didn’t. You
fear death as if it was a phantom
or not an integral part of life.
You have anxiety and you worry
and you have neurosis and maybe
because you take it for reality.
Well, know I didn’t. You deny God
but you feel guilty about it. You
feel that money is important be
cause you feel that you must exist
—you take life seriously. But then
what could be expected, you hav
ing been brainwashed with the rules
of society, society feeling that it
must be maintained, and the only
way to maintain it is to solidify
the rules and it then proceeds to
become stagnant, and after a while
the rules are solid and they no
longer are considered just rules for
communication, in the game of life
—sure there must be rules — It is
to the degree that children play that
they are not playing that “cops and
robbers” leads to bloody noses and
hurt feelings, and thus to the end of
the game. I didn’t know. Because
you are concerned with dualism do
you find yourself in the double
bind. This is the way to hell you
know. . . . didn’t know.
Take Compoz. C-0-M,P-0-Z
from the eye of the fly
by JOHN REYNOLDS
Re: The Battered Child Syndrome
I sat on her grave and dug my hands into toe coarse loamv p,-
The headstone, weU set with time, faced a slanted footstone cink
vard away. Leaves of oak, maple and ash were scattered thiek^ S
“ . . , J| n O OllTirillclxr O 3|j
damp coldness of small rock and moss. In winter even the savor
tom ginger leaf is gone. There are no smells -only the wind - Z'®
and new. The wind blew that day, and the leaves rose and feii ^
the grave remained barren. Snow fell upon my clothing, but It T'
went away. My tongue caught one flake - cold gone. There wa^
constancy of extreme abandonment. Before I left the grave triy evp^
moved to the headstone . . .
JDlLiil
daughter of
J. T. COTTER
Bom—Jan. 8, 1900
Died—Apr. 3, 1902
There was a small empty dogwood tree between her grave and anotlier
1 caused at the adjacent mound and at its head ...
^ JESSE T. COTTER
Born—^Aug. 19, 1864
Died—Apr. 3, 1902
“Father, forgive him . . .
The babe did cry . . .
I left that place in the woods.
Winter passed sadly that year. The snows seemed wetter and the
winds more biting. "IThen the mud and slush. Dormant springs began
to flow once more. The land itself seemed as if to shudder, trying to
unshackle the hard lingering freeze that had been so unheard in its
coming.
And now the season of sighs ... of unfolding ... of smeUs . of
tastes. Spring came heralded by the returning creatures — the higher
animals. And when spring came this year, it came not with a whimper
but a bang, for it came on but one day. But the glory of that day
assured the living that the season of isolation was over. The sounds o(
a thaw complement the silence of a frost. But the silence of a dead
child . . .
Some would say, “This night is ugly.” It is raining, though not
hard. I am walking down a long street — a familiar street. It is the
street of the world filled with all the people of the world — virgins and
weepers, lovers and sleepers. On this grey street the sobriety of the
world is revealed to all who search. I go alone on this street — not
a soul except my own. Not a mirror to peer into and make myself
two. In this anoxious haze even the moths are asleep.
Through the mist glares a bright, orange neon sign. Its lights un
dulate back and forth pointing to a house of peace — THE FIRST
TERPSICHOREAN BAPTIST CHURCH. I never fail to be amazed at
the feeling that creeps over me every time I enter a church. It must
be a universal sensation, however, for all churchgoers know that this
is the house that God built with the people’s permission and Eero Saarin
en’s recommendation. Someone said “Truth is not the secret of a
few” yet one might think so the way some people act. It’s as if they
had a corner on the spiritual market, and come one come all. Give
us your sins and tithes, and let us pray together, “God is great ... God
is good . . . God is American . . . Blessed are the meek, for they shall
inherit the earth — without taxes.” I have to sit down. I always get
constipated' in these high altitudes.
Someday, some mother’s imagined Christ child will discover, with
his virgin psyche, just why a dog pants, why a flower grows, why
darkies are born and why one does not find “In God We Trust” on a
ten dollar bill — they being gods unto themselves. The answers will
pierce the virginity of his mind and give birth to truth without the
benefit of sanctuary' green stamps. Whether it comes from a saxo
phone or the outhouse wall — truth is truth is true. I have heard an
alto sax preach.
The rain is lighter now. A soft drizzle barely warrants the swath
of windshield wipers on a Bible salesman’s Cadillac as he drones along
the gutters. And the street just keeps rolling along. It’s the longest
street in the world. I have reached my station. Go
down.
“Christ climbed down
from His bare tree
this year
and softly stole away into
some anonymous Mary’s womb again
where in the darkest night
of everybody’s anonymous soul
He waits again
an unimaginable
and impossibly
Immaculate Reconception
the very craziest
of Second Comings.”
Lawrence Ferlinghetti
“Christ Climbed Down’
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The last to partake in the solemn rites of the ORDER OF THE
MUSTARD SEED is James R. Jones, grand dragon of the North Caro
lina Ku Klux Klan. At an Atlanta, Georgia, Klan rally, this serpent
split his forked tongue and revealed "... The Klan is not anti-Negro.
anti-Jewish, anti-Catholic, or anti-anything. It is pro-American.”
TO A MUNDANE SAX
Soul surged within as I beheld
a schooner on the sea.
Her unfurled sails flapped out and swelled;
came racing up to me.
I stood intense. I dared not sigh,
for there with God to lead her
The innocence that made her cry
seemed just the force that freed her.
Then the horn
lay
down . . .
Here Is Schedule of Exams
Final Examinatioa Schedule
Spring Semester 1964
Monday, May 18
8:00 - 10:00, Freshman English
classes: 10:15 - 12:15, 2:00 TT class
es; 1:00 - 3:00, 3:00 TT classes;
315-5:15, 11:00 TT classes.
Tuesday, May 19
General Botany
12:15, 10:00 MWF
8:00 MWF
11:00 MWF
3:00
5:15,
8:00 - 10:00,
classes; 10:15 -
classes; 1:00 -
classes, 3:15 -
classes.
Wednesday, May 20
8:00 - 10:00, 9:00 ’TT
10:15 - 12:15, 3:00 MWF
1:00 - 3:00, 9:30 MWF
3:15 - 5:15, 2:00 MWF
Thursdaj’, May 21
8:00 - 10:00, Sophomore English
classes;
classes;
classes;
classes.
classes; 10:15 - 12:15, 1:00 TT class
es; 1:00 - 3:00, 12:00 MWF classes:
3:15 - 5:15, General Zoology class
es.
Friday, May 22
8:00 - 10:00, 12:00 TT classes;
10:15 - 12:15, 1:00 MWF classes:
1:00 - 3:00 8:00 TT classes; 3:15-
5:15, TBA and 4:00 classes.
Saturday classes will have their
flanl examinations on May 23, 19^
All evening classes will have their
examinations at the regular class
meeting time during examination
week.
Examinations for classes which
do not fit into the above schedule
will be arranged by the instruc
tor.