October20, 1969
The N.C. Essay
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EARL'S
BIRD
In front of the Design and
Production Department’s class
room and scene shop stands a Great
Iron Bird. It was built by Clifford
Earl, sculptor and sculpture teacher
at the School, originally for the
Winston-Salem Foundation. Earl was
contracted by the Foundation to
construct the bird, originally to be
a Bird of Paradise, for a program
this summer, which never came off.
The bird was to be donated to the
School after the program, and, since
the program never happened, the bird
stayed here.
"It was supposed to have two
long feathers from the head all the
way down", Cliff said. "I didn't
like them. I'm sort of glad that the
production fell through so I didn't
have to make them".
So now there stands above the
Winston-Salem skyline a great in
dignant chicken. As soon as the new
dorm area is cleared out, Earl's bird
will be painted a rust orange-brown
and moved down the hill to grace the
scenery with its silent squawks.
MUENCE HELD POORLY UTILIZED
The big problem of the so-
called affluent society is that it
is not affluent enough, a panel of
prominent economists has unhappily
concluded.
Discussing "The Crisis of Af
fluence" at a session at the Harvard
Club late last Thursday night, the
panel also suggested that the amount
of affluence that existed had been
poorly utilized. The session was
sponsored by Democratic Institutions,
an independent scholary association.
"One of the real crises of af
fluence is that we are not really as
rich as we seem to be," said Prof.
Robert Lekachman, chairman of the
economics department of the State
University of New Ydrk at Stony
Brook.
"Juggling" the GNP
"The affluence so often refer
red to is an illusion," he explained.
"Much of the national income statis
tics are so arranged that many mi
nuses show up as plusses."
Despite statistical indications
of continuous economic growth, he
said, the mean annual income of
$8,000 is still $1,000 below what
the Government has said is needed
for a "comfortable" life.
"Though there are fewer poor,
(oont. on page 5)
Inside view of Clifford Earl's bird
of Paradise.
WELCOME TO
The Wagon Wheel
Restaurant
418 Waughtown St.
Open Ways a WeeTi
FLASH!
by KATHERINE FITZGERALD
Staff Reporter
"Why was the Streamlined No. 2
Candy Machine removed from the College
Women's Dormitory"?
This question was raised at the
Dorm Meeting and Quilting Bee, Mon
day night, Oct. 12. It was based on
this astute abservation by a calorie-
counter that the machine had not been
seen in its place in the Candy Room
since the previous Friday. Luckily,
I happened to be in the vicinity
when the removal occurred and can
give N. C. Essay readers the story.
It seems that the four machines
had led a life of peaceful money-
grabbing coexistence until the
younger No. 2 Candy Machine went
berserk Friday morning attempting to
rape the No. 1 Drink Dispenser. The
shrill
gurglings of the latter aroused the
farmer's passion to such an extent
that it took six Friendly Coca Cola
Men to subdue it. I witnessed the
end of this tragedy as the No. 2
Machine was carried away spewing
nickels, dimes, and candy corn,
hissing, "Push for no ice...push
for no ice...push for no ice.
Honest.
LETTER
To the Editor of the Essay: -
Recent events and lack of action concerning these events have raised
a question: l^fhy has little been done to provide safety measures for the
students in the new dorms, particularly, why have no watchmen been hired?
At the beginning of the year, the administration emphasized that one
of their major concerns was the health and safety of the students. That
was said at the time the high school girls were living at Camp Hanes. Now
we are removed from that health and safety hazard into another, the new
dorm site^ From talking with several students, I understand there has been
an unusual number of intruders on that section of the campus. As a result,
I feel that it is important that adequate lighting, communication, and
watchmen be provided. Since the criminal attack upon a student a week ago,
it is imperative that these measures be taken care of immediately.
Sincerely,
Celia Sparger