February 24, 1969
The N.C. Essay
Page 2
IS TRUST A GIFT
OR A TAX?
■ ' 'TETTERS 'TQ'rWm EDITOR
To 1^. Ward/ Carlson,
Hyatt/ Urs. Fitzsimons
My Friends and the Hippies
The young people of today and
those of not more than one generat
ion back, have not in their life
time been able to sense or compre
hend the ideals upon which their
country is constructed except in an
accadesiic " sense. ' (through High
school and college history,
sociology courses ect.,) nor have
they been . been Fortunate to see
the ideal manifestation of govern
mental working (check and balance,
representation) therefore they do
not concieve of themselfs as a part
o'f this particular
"America". There is no real folk
sprit or nationalistic feeling
uniting these diverse generations.
This could also apply to many
other similar organizations, even
down to the educational Level
This may give an insight, to a cer
tain extent, of the innate inmoral-
ity present in regards to students
of this school. Mistrust and No Re
spect You ask for an Honor system
Well, Honor is not a system.
Honesty, openess. Truthfulness,
and siAcerety are a way of living.
In the name of the Sun
Let us come together more to talk,
but please don't let Mr. Ward do
the talking and not the student
many are apprehesive of the formal
organization, but not order and
discipline.
Let us Sing Togather.
M. Colina
Dear Editor
I write in regard to the poem
on page three of this weeks Essay.
Not only was it poorly written, but
I wonder at it’t content.
I am a newcomer to this school
and in the three weeks that I've
been here I've found the students
not only helpful and nice, but very
friendly and open. Perhaps I
haven't been here long enough to
reconize and be rejected from said
cliques. But being a rather impar
tial observer I can only say that
the poem reeked of resentment by
one who felt that he had been left
out.
The students here seem quite
in seeking of their artistic en
deavors. But, in the longrun they
are all individauls with similar
interest outside their "Art".
Were I to write to criticise
the problem most evident to me at
this point it would be to ask why;
"Why, in a school this small and
seemingly close, is there so much
stealing among students.
Sincerely,
Toni Melson
I don't want to make a ' habit
of knocking new ideas, the Adminis
tration, or whatever; but, in re
sponse to last week's convocation,
I must speak out.
A pledge of honor? Surely you
jest. For as long as I have been a
student at this school, there has
been a tacit honor code within the
student body. Briefly stated, it
ran along this vein: IF YOU DO ANY
THING THAT MIGHT HARM EITHER YOUR
SELF OR OUR SCHOOL, YOU HURT ME.
Quite simple. Love, respect and
other Romantic ideals for humanity,
especially those united by the all-
powerful Art, kept any kind of fla
grant behavior at a very low ebb.
We put our trust into the hands of
each other; there was, to my know
ledge, no one base or insincere
enough to betray that trust.
It is accepted that everybody
knows whet's going on, but nobody
talks. Generally, behavior stan
dards are left to individual dis
cretion and the thorns of con
science. Only conduct that is
genuinely detrimental to the exist
ence of the school or personal
safety is "reported" and then only
in the best interest of those ‘in
volved. In essence, what we are
saying is: If you care so little
that you can break our bond of
trust by injuring yourself or our
life together as a society, then
carry the knowledge that you have
decieved me with you. If T am forc
ed to sign a written pledge that I
will report myself or anyone else
for misconduct (how are we to
define "misconduct" in this
environment?), I will scream
against the gestapo and, more than
likely, break that pledge. By ssn
doing I would be forfeiting the
trust this school has placed in my
keeping, and I would feel compelled
to leave not a desired method
for expressing my appreciation to a
group of people that has given me
everything.
If I am deluded in living by
the concept that man is basically
honest, basically godd, then I hope
I never discover a different truth.
That there has been a problem with
theft cannot be denied; yet I can't
believe. Romantic that I am, that
deliberate mischief has been the
motive behind it. Honor is an
individual basis. Each of us has
has his own standards for judging
what is honorable and what is not;
most of us, I think, adhere to the
legal and spiritual statutes, and
are extremely careful to weigh the
individual case before we judge. If
this policy segregates students and
faculty, then perhaps more under
standing and clearer channels of
communication will remedy that too.
This system, i.e. individual moral
codes, has apparently worked well
enough in the past. I think it is
worthy of a second chance.
The whole edea of an honor
system that entails "tattling" is
repulsive to me on principle: It's
childish; it doesn't work; and it
implies to me without compromise
that I am not trusted. Confession
(oon't on pg. 2)
mRS. B€n€DICT
R€CI€U€S flOlflRD
Mrs. Benedict is the World's
Greatest! She has successfully tos
sed more boys out of the Girl's
lobby than anyone else to this
date.
Her approach to this sport
seldom varies. Exactly five minutes
before the appointed curfew hour,
she races from light switch flick
ing them on and off. This seldom
results in any separation of coupl
es or movement towards the doors
but this does not phase her. The
second the curfew hour arrives, the
lobby resounds with her tiny femin
ine voice screaming-"All Out". At
this time, many a romantic couple
is Interrupted by her pleasant
voice, "Three hours early tomorrow
night". The couple immeiately sep
arates and dash to their respective
sleeping quarters. Mrs. Benedict
releases a sadistic sigh and all is
quiet in the girl's lobby for
another night.
Congratulations Mrs. Benedict
our sportswoman this week!.
your Sports Editor
Marth Amper
TH€ n.C.€SSflV
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