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THE SALEMITE
October 28
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What do you know about world affairs?
Not just a course you took in history last
,v eai, but things that have been happening
since you handed in the little blue book in
May and dropped your subscription to Time
and the daily newspaper. About conditions
in the countries you didn’t cover and new
views of the ones you did.
This old ball still spins on its axis even
though Mr. Suavely doesn’t get any more of
your movie money for outline maps and note
«rds.
Why should you know anything about
world affairs?, You aren’t graded on it any
more and you don’t have to know the price of
anything anywhere. But—it might be awfully
embarrassing to a college girl if someone found
out she didn t know the difference between
Adenauer and a nose operation or thought
Mau Mau was just a variation on the old cow
theme.
It’s your world, the only one you’ll ever
have—don’t turn jmur back on it.
Where can you learn about world affairs?
It’s a good idea to keep up with the news
papers, but don’t stop there. It has been said
that the truth cannot be found b.y taking a
thing out of context. We do not take it out,
for we do not write the newspaper article.
Rut we can put it back in by looking beyond
, the freshly dried printer’s ink.
Red China with its bamboo curtain has
until recently been a subject of mystery. Our
only source of information was Peiping,which
is no less biased than the Voice of America,
and the superficial glimpses allowed a few
carefully guarded Western observers.
dames Cameron, one of the first persons to
travel freely as freely as having your every
nio've noted ma,y be—behind the curtain since
1949, has published his report in the form of
a book. In Mandarin Red, this correspondent
for the London News Chronicle presents ob
jectively and side-by-side what the Com
munist broken record was ever eager to tell
him and what he actually saw.
^ It is easy to read between the lines of Mr.
Cameron’s witty tongue-in-cheek style and de
cide for ourselves that Peiping hasn’t been
piping too accurately. If there is no time to
read the entire book, excerpts mak be found
in the September and October Atlantic, one
of which, “Women In Red China”, may be of
particular interest to you.
Prom the other side of the world comes
Mr. John Gunther’s treatise on a large and
widely-differing continent. Inside Africa. The
scope of the book is as broad as the huge mass
of land itself, ranging from Algiers to Johan
nesburg. You will find that there is more to
Africa than what you saw in King Solomon’s
Mines—that there are parts just as modern
as others are wild. You Avill and you should
be horrified by the real story of the Mau Mau
terror.
If this problem still seems too unreal and
far-away, read Something pf Value by Robert
Ruark, a native North Carolinian. In this
novel based on fact, you will experience with
a typical British Kenya family the unforget
table horrors of the Kikuyu raids, and- when
you put the book down (you will be unable
to until you have finished it) you cannot help
but feel the need for a solution in Africa.
These are but a few examples of where an
interesting and, revealing account of the af
fairs of this world can be found. Don’t
hesitate to look for more. There will never
come a time when you can truthfully say, in
this sense, that “the world is too much with
us.” E.-M. M.
By Jo Smitherman
There is a different feeling on
campus when a person of Carl
Holty’s varigated intellect is
around. Even to see him smoking
out in front of the Day Students’
Center or sipping coffee in Tom’s
did not erase the air of awe with
which he was regarded by students.
And, perhaps in naivete but in all
honesty, we were breathless when
he picked up chalk and illustrated
an answer on a dusty blackboard.
One valid outcome of such, a
visit, in addition to varying degrees
of thought-stimuli and isolated bits
of information, is an awakened ap
preciation of a powerful and ele
vated personality.
stayed at school to study. A higher-
brow program is scheduled for Dec.
1: Count Basie and the George
Shearing Quintet, among others.
Another outcome, valid in a dif
ferent way, was the exposure of
Salem girls to a handsome panel
of intellect-type gentlemen. They
were, nice to hear and just to watch
while Mr. Holty elaborated on
questions from the audience. One
question he evaded beautifully was"
that of Mr. Donald McCorkle.
Our wide-awake musicologist has
a rare way of putting things to the
point. His coverage of Salem con
certs for the Winston-Salem Jour
nal is some of the most efficient
and valuable literature that eman
ates from our campus.
* » *
Whether the reason is legitimate
or not. Bill Haley’s Comets prob
ably stole some of Mr. Jacobow-
sky s audience Monday night. Ann
Crenshaw said when she came
home from the three-hour show she
felt as if she had “fought three
battles. After most Salemites
were in bed the program finally
brought on the stars and the
Comets were soaring for a half-
filled coliseum past midnight. Here
is a cheery word to those who |
j Those who saw it during the
summer are advising a box of
, Kleenex for the romantics who go
to see “Love is a Many-Splendored
Thing.” The true story, the back-
j ground music of which supposedly
j out-does any sounds the Four Aces
can make, begins in Cinemascope
at one of the two uptown theaters
Sunday.
if. if. if.
Ed Sullivan (you can tell he’s my
idol) is pre-viewing the new Broad
way smash “No Time For Serge
ants” on his Sunday night (7 ;00
p.m.) variety show. Carolina’s
Andy Griffith is one of the biggest
stars, of course. Strong dorm has
issued Dr. Welch a special TV in
vitation.
* * *
Ann Knight still bears that initial
glow that comes when an ordinary
girl becomes “a girl with a KA
pin.” On her first anniversary,
exactly to the hour one week after
she was pinned, South gave her a
party and hummed through the
unfamiliar parts of “KA Rose,”
Her fellow’s fraternity brothers
sent her a dozen red roses, now
on display in the living room of
the dorm.
* * *
Ann s little sister, freshman Sally
Badgett, accidentally knocked the
hockey ball in the wrong cage
Wednesday afternoon and gave the
Seniors their winning goal. It is
noteworthy that a certain Junior
end (who also happens to be presi
dent of the class) played an entire
30-minute game against the Sen
iors on Monday without passing
completely out on the field.
Here And There
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By Emma McCotter
Middle East: The desire of these
countries to form a collective se
curity system has finally become a
reality. Last week Iran signed an
agreement which Turkey, Irag, Cy
prus, and Pakistan have recently
signed. Therefore, the “Northern
Tier” has joined together to fight
off any Communist aggression.
This is one of the importanf
realities of international politics.
However, this does not mean that
the Middle East is free from the
Communists; because just last week
in Cairo, Egypt, a shipment of
Communist arms arrived from
Czechchoslovakia. Israel has made
a plea to the U. S. for arms to
ward off this aggression. It is
thought that any U. S. security
guarantee for Israel would very
probably create outright struggle.
Tension has been so high in this
part of the world that the U. S.
and Great Britain have felt it
necessary to solemnly warn against
any thought of preventive war.
Right now this is the “hotbed” of
Communist aggression in the world,
but maybe the pact of the five
Middle Eastern countries will
counteract anything the Commu
nists attempt to do.
Great Britain: Here the question
is whether there will .be any an
nouncement in the near future con
cerning the marriage of Princess
Margaret to Peter Townsend. This
week Queen Elizabeth returns to
London from Scotland. Her first
official business and that of her
Prime Minister, Sir Anthony Eden
may be the formal consideration of
Margaret’s problem.;
In all likelihood, the Cabinet will
then prepare a statement of ab
dication on Margaret’s behalf to
lay before Parliament after it re
convenes this week. With the
Princess agreeing to renounce all
rights of succession to the throne.
Parliament will then either amend
or repeal the archaic Royal Mar-
ria.ge Act, which is now the only
legal barrier standing in her way.
The Princess will be free at last
to marry her Commoner.
France: The National Assembly
has been working constantly over
the Premier Faure’s policy for Al
geria. The Premier has proposed
program of land reforms, step
ped-up investments, and increased
political liberties, including “free,
democratic elections.” The As
sembly has been in hot debate over
these proposals. If the Assembly
refuses to accept the Premier’s
plan and overthrows him, would it
not be a tacit confession that
France was incapable of devising-
any policy at all for Algeria ?
Japan: Japan’s Socialists, split
into left and right wings by the
peace treaty with the Western
allies, patched things up last week.
The two factions joined to become
Japan s second largest political
party, with ISS seats in the Diet
versus 185 for Premier Ichiro Hato-
yama’s conservative Democrats.
1 Although this reunion upset the
j balance in the Diet, it is likely to
I provoke a similar reunion between
I the conservative Democrats and the
i Liberals. This would give conser
vatives a 147-seat majority and
Japan the near equivalent of a
I two-party system.
By Pat Flynt
I chose this spot because it is warm an^
somewhat sheltered. I am secure wfith
back propped against the sturdy white music
hall door and my right shoulder propped
against its old brick wall that juts out. Mor
ing .sunlight fills my lap and warms me almost
through to the cold stone steps.
The familiar red brick font of Home Chureli
rises before me and sends back the sounds of
piano, volin, and organ that fill the hall behind
me with echoes. There is a momentary qnjgj
in which the leaves rustle a faint repetition
of the music.
Now a car passes blotting out all sound for
a second, then fades away. The sounds rich
and shallow, singing and mellow, minor and
major, rapid and slow, combine in one great
harmony.
There is something peaceful in the old-and
familiar, in the continual flow of sounds in
warm red brick, in sunlight.
But there is something exciting too. I hear
it in the click of heels along these old brick
paths, the sudden roar of a passing car in
good morning voices. They are the new in-
vading this old. and secure spot that I have
chosen. I am disturbed by their intrusion,
Yet they belong here too.
The loud bell clashes with the soft musical
background and urges me to move. It goes
with the heels, voices, and cars. But it is all
here.
Tiike the sounds that are separate but blend
in the distance, the new blends with the old.
There is harmony in this discord.
By Sissie Allen
I am sitting at the base of the largest tree
on the square. It is- a beautiful day, clear,
and cool enough to keep me awake after a
sleepless night. It is what is commonly known
as a “perfect day for a football game.”
I wave to girls strolling to and from the
post office. Those going seem to walk more
quickly. The ones returning wander by read
ing a letter, opening a package, or explaining
why they had no mail.
Here comes a woman walking across the
square with her dog on a leash. It reminds
me of home. All dogs remind me of home.
On Main Street the cars come and go. Once
in a while I hear brakes screech and scream
as the driver has to stop suddenly for the
light. In front of Brothers’ House is a crowd
of junior high school students. They are
lined up in twos watching us here in the
square while the teacher is probably explain
ing the history of Brothers’ House. They seem
much more interested in watching us, or per
haps thev^ are watching the workers on the
porch of Main Hall.
Two things attract attention on Church
Street. First is the repair work being done
on the columns of Main Hall. They are finish
ing putting the plaster on the second column.
One is already done. From here it looks
smooth and. strong—as though it will last for
ever.
The two unfinished ones are ugly now-
colored reddish brown in a way that doesn’t
match the brick of the buildings. But I don’t
mind, for I know they will soon be completed.
By then, Dr. Gramley will have found some
thing else to be repaired.
thing I notice is the trees in front
of Sisters’. From here all I can see is a big
blob of yellow-gold against the rose brick.
When the wind blows, I can see the leaves
falling to the brick sidewalk below.
Here in the square the leaves are still green.
Only the tops of the trees, where the sun has
shone down, are beginning to show signs of
the gold, brown, and russet they soon will be.
On the grass that needs mowing and under
some of the trees, others in the class are
busily writing. Someone just passed and
asked what we were doing writing here. Judy
hollered back that we were “being inspired by
the beauties of nature.”
Maybe we are, I don’t know. I only know
have been writing. I don’t know what I
have Written, but I feel more alive and eager
than when I went into class almost an hour
ago.
Maybe an hour of calm and just writing
w at I see and not thinking of the many
things I have to do is what I needed this
morning. Next time I’m depressed and djS'
couraged I’ll try it again. ' , .. ; - '