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Official notices were placed in the hands of
tlie nominating' committee this %veek. The
notices, of Course, referred to the schedule of
nominatin^^ committee meetings and the tre
mendous task of finding successors for the
major campus officers.
I’erhaps it is difficult for the majority of
the student body—or, in fact, anyone outside
of the nominating committee — to begin to
think in terms of preparation for next year;
but it is not too early to turn our thoughts
toward the selection of new campus leaders,
i’erhaps the difficulty in the pa.st has been
that only a small percentage of the student
body has actually turned concentrated thought
to the problem of elections at all!
The nominations have been accepted with
only a few “ahs” between mouthfuls of brus-
sel sprouts and casual remarks by the dummy
of our bridge game. Rare and isolated have
Ikku the earnest diseu.ssions of “who would
make the best officer.”
Rut by the time a marshal hands us a ballot
we are ready to cast our vote. We can vote
on the girl who dresses the smartest or dates
the most—and not vote on the girls who
“snaked” on our date at Davidson or gave our
roommate her fifth call-down just before a
big week-end. We can and often do choose
our officers with a complete lack of enthusiasm'
and then supimrt them with the same amount
of enthusiasm.
But surely Salemites are not completely dis
interested in who their campus leaders are.
Surely there is some way to arouse both in
terest and enthusiasm in the elections.
Perhaiis the fault does not lie entirely with
us. Perhaps we are not given enough to be
come enthusiastic over—•
Ma.\'be some of the fallacies in our own
system are more easily discernible if we com-
|)are it with schools in which election time is
the most exciting event of the year. You
know of schools like this — schools in which
posters, banners, and speeches ask you to vote
for Jack Shmink—schools in which the stu
dents display their choice by wearing “I Back
•lack” buttons.
Yet you can easily see that this system has
its fallacies, too; for it also tends to become a
superficial popularity contest.
1 am far from advocating that this type of
hand-shaking, baby-kissing, all-out politicking
be used at Salem. But it does have one ad
vantage which might prove worthwhile-here.
Through the posters and speeches the stu-
(!(;nts are given a basis for a vote. They are
made aware of the past record and experience
of the candidate and also of her plans for
fulfilling the office if she is elected.
Salemites are given nothing but the can
didates' names. Is there not some way that
we can have more to base a vote on than our
scanty observation? Is there not some way
that we can have this without sacrificing our
dignity about elections (which the change to
the other .system would call for?)
Anothei- i)oint to be mentioned in the com
parison of the two systems is that in other
schools the candidates actually “run” for the
— they announce their own candidacy.
Such a system here would help the nominating
committee, for there is a definite need for the
potential candidates to express their interest
in a particular activity.
For illustration, take the imaginary but not
too un-imaginable case of the talented Junior
a girl e(iually competent as editor of the
Salemite or as May Day chairman. The stu
dent body knows of her capabilities but doesn t
know that her true interests lie in May Day.
The Salemite editor is elected first, and she
is nominated for the office. She has a chance
to refuse the nomination, of course; but she
sees it as an honor and does not feel she
should decline. If she had been given a chance
to voice her interest, this situation would have
been avoided.
But these are only suggestions, and sug-
o-estions take time to become procedure, ihe
'one thing that can be accomplished this year
is simply this; decide intelligently gn your
veandidate and then really support her throiigh
dormitory, dining room, and drug store dis
cussion. For after all, Salemites, your lack of
interest in elections is merely evidence of your
lack of interest in the entire idea of student
self-government.
J. P. G.
THE S A L E M I TE^
Around The Ss|uare
By Jo Smitherman
In spite of its fairy-story ending
and improbable plot, All That
Heaven Allows (with quiet simpli
city and healthy Rock Hudson)
made for two enjoyable hours . . .
The basement of Strong is re
nowned now for more than a TV
set and Ed Sullivan fans; it is
now a dangerous den of snakes
(definition; girls who steal other
girls' boy friends) and a refuge for
stray gray cats . . . Ex-members
of the Class of 1957 were visiting
on campus early in the week; Nina
Skinner, Matilda Parker. Carolyn
Miller, Rachel Ray, and Ellen Sum-
merell. The last four are currently
coeds at the University of North
Carolina—located in that renowned
section of the state to which liter
ally two-thirds of the Salem stu
dent body migrated last week-end
. . . Somebody remarked that the
•new steam plant was going up like
the Tower of Babel did back in
Bible times. But not for the same
reasons.
♦ * *
Judy Graham, Junior Class presi
dent, deserves all the credit she
got for what proved to be one of
the best-received assembly pro
grams of the year. It is true that
Judy wrote the rather trite and
simple dialogue around which
formed the basis of the heavenly
trial (or she adapted to Salem
faculty a skit she wrote in high
school). But Judy’s claim to fame
is the industry with which she ar
ranged rehearsals, prompted, gath
ered props, and persuaded the
faculty to cooperate.
It was almost inevitable that,
while the condemned faculty mem
bers were awaiting redemption, one
of them should remark; “This is
the coldest hell I’ve ever been
I had a quotation all prepared
in case the Freshman basketball
team reft the Juniors of the cham
pionship they have harbored for
two years. It was to encourage
an attitude of resignation, almost
admiration, for a hard-playing,
talented team of newcomers. An
attitude of acknowledgment that
“On our heels a new perfection
treads . .
But the Juniors were not quite
ready to be chided with “the old
gray mare” chant. In a game of
amazingly accurate shooting (un
official estimates claim 70 or 80
percent accuracy in field goals),
both sets of guards were valiant,
but unable to halt on either end
of the court what amounted to an
offensive miracle.
As a post-season splurge the var
sity and sub-varsity (listed on Page
1) will participate in a monstrous
tournament to be held in the gym
Saturday. Not less than seven
teams from schools all over the
state have agreed to send teams
to our campus.
All of us can do much to make
a good, friendly impression on the
many visiting students who have
not seen Salem campus on the
inside” before.
*
Tom Perry, Salem’s Sweetheart
for 1956 (and unofficial sweetheart
for years and years) is famous all
over Win'S'ton-Salem now. On
Wednesday afternoon a huge three-
column picture of Tom and two
Salem girls appeared on the front
page of the Twin City Sentinel.
And Tom said when he went
home that afternoon his two little
kids met him in the yard scream
ing for the neighborhood to hear
that he was a “sweetheart.” Then
most of the neighbors and every
body else saw the picture flashed
over a television newscast.
Tom has only one objection and
that is directed to an anonymous
and certainly well-meaning head
line writer down at the Sentinel
office. The one who tabbed him
in' big, black headlines as a “Hot
Dog Man . . .”
February 24. 1Q5;
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Beyond the Square
By Emma McCotter
France: France's new Prime
Minister, Guy Mollet, was shaken
up when he arrived in Algeria last
week. He was received by an angry
mob.
After spending four days in re
fuge under the protection of 3,000
security police flown in from
France, he delivered messages to
both the Moslem and the French
citizens in Algeria. To the latter
he guaranteed the fierce will of the
government to accord them justice
and full equality before the law,
and to the former, he said, “France
will fight (o remain in Algeria, and
she will remain here.”
At the week’s end the Premier
returned to Paris to face threats
of demonstrations and a growing
mutter of criticism.
Russia: Last week two missing
English diplomats, Guy Burgess
and Donald MacLean, w'ere brought
out to the wondering eyes of the
public in a news conference in
Moscow. Since the Russian For
eign Office has denied any knowl
edge to the whereabouts of these
two men and their families, they
seemed to have been “flatly lying.”
Apparently Khrushchev & Co.
hoped to get some -windfall out of
parading Burgess and MacLean at
this moment, hoping either to
smooth the way for Khrushchev’s
forthcoming trip to London, or to
muddy up the recent Anglo-Ameri
can accord.
Foreign Office officials have sus
pected MacLean’s hand in the skill
ful phrasing of Bulganin’s two re
cent “peace” notes to President
Eisenhower. But the circumstances
of the hotel interview indica,ted
that, though they might be useful
in phrasing messages, the Russians
regard the two ex-diplomats as no
more than propaganda puppets.
South Africa: In late 1953 South
Africa passed a law barring all
future immigration of Asians into
VVhite-supremist South Africa.
On the night before the law went
into effect last week, the airports
were jammed with last-minute ar
rivals. A party of 150 Asians was
stranded enroute in Nairobi, unable
to charter a plane to make the
deadline.
In the future not even a baby
born to a South African Asian
while traveling abroad will be al
lowed to enter its mother’s country,
and a South African Asian marry
ing abroad will be unable to bring
his bride home. This seems like a
terrible restriction to be placed on
anyone. However, it seems to be
one of the means to maintain
white-supremacy in the Union of
South Africa.
Malaya: The British no-vv have
a new expression for their retreat
from imperialism. They call it
“creative abdication.”
Last week in Malaya,' Britain’s
rubber-rich colony, the phrase
seemed for once appropriate. Four
years ago the British promised
Malaya self determination “in due
course,” but did not fix a date.
Last week the British named a
date, and soon; August, 1957.
As a next step to further the
common interest, the British plan
to remove rubber and tin, chief ex
ports of Malaya, from the list of
strategic materials barred to Com
munist countries. By trading with
Red China, the British argument
goes, Malaya can become prosper
ous enough to resist Communism.
By Judy Golden
My name i.s Sugar Ilonyepott, and I
wanted to tvrite to this cute paper and tell
everybody about my fabulous adjustment here
at Salem. To be perfectly honest, I had a
terrible time finding my place in society
Honestly, when I think about those first few
nionths—well. I’ll explain!
First of all, college just wasn’t what I had
expected—fun, and all that. Goodness, these
teachers expect you to work constantly. Those
awful old classes were just beyond me. When
1 found they don’t tell you what you’re sup-
posed to think about all that philosophy and
stuff, I was sunk.
Gracious, I’m not cut out for all that think
ing. It makes my head hurt! My mean old
teachers just didn’t understand. And after
all, it’s their fault I couldn’t pass. They talk
too deep.
Now other people are smart. They seem to
get by without working at all. I just have
to study for hours sometimes. I finally had to
stop that because I wasn’t getting a thing out
of college.
Some of those smart girls even seem to have
time for concerts and lectures. I decided one
time I really wanted to go to a lecture and
get a little culture. (I hadn’t dressed up in
wmeks!) So I went to hear some man speak.
I’ve forgotten his name, but he was a for
eigner. Anyway, I ^ot so bored I had to
leave. I met some people at Tom’s and had
a good time talking.
Well, things went on like that until just
recently. Now I’ve found my friends! They
aren’t all freshmen either. Loads of sopho
mores, juniors, and even seniors feel the same
way 1 do. We’ve decided we’re just going
to get by with as little work as possible. ^Why,
what did we come to college for? Yell get
old and gray if we worry about studying all
the time.
Mv new friends and I have so much iii com
mon'. We go to the best movies and cry all
the way through them. (I just love to cry,
^lon’t you?) We hate those problem movies
Hiat make us think.
Then we all have terrible crisis in our love
life, hline is always upset. One girl came m
with a ring last week and I sat down and
cried. Some people get all the breaks, a
that’s life, I guess. Maybe someday I’ll meet
a boy with loads of money. .
Something else all my friends and 1 do is
borrow money. That’s great, because some
body always has some to loan. None o ns
can ever remember to pay it back, but it loo s
like the people we borrow from would
it. Seems like borrowing is getting har ei
and harder, though. . Bverj^body must e
broke. Oh, well!
Yon know, some crazy girl asked me yes er
;dav what I’m getting out of life- I near)'
died laughing. Why, I’m happy as I can ce
—no worries! t 11 d
I did fail math last semester, but I ca e
Mother and Daddy and cried. That x®
things. They said not to worry^ about it on
bit. I knew they’d understand. I’ll ,
take it over but if I drop some other sub.)e«
I don’t like it won’t be as hard. This semes
should be great. I love college no-w.
Guess I’d better stop writing. I’lU ® ri’CF
class now. We took up something ,
think. I’ll write again maybe after Lot
tell you how our diet turned out. Me
cided. dieting would be easier since we F
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