Professor Morally Bound
To Follow Course Outline
The Carolina professor, in most respects an admirable speci
men of academic prowess and dignity, has failed in one important
aspect of his position. He has, in many cases, violated the con
tract that is automatically in effect when a student registers for
his course.
The difficulty lies in the fact that, although his course is pre
viously advertised or announced as the study of a certain subject,
the class-work actually proves the contrary to be true. It is He
cause of this that many students feel that they have lost time,
energy and money at the completion of many courses offered by
the University.
""""A notorious example is a course now. being conducted by an
outstanding member of the Political Science department. Pub
lically announced in the Daily Tar Heel as a course dealing with
Problems of International Organization in the Post War World,
the course thus far, only two weeks from the end of the quarter,
has covered nothing but the Versailles treaty and a few other
aspects of international organization connected with the last war.
Now, more than ever, this is a matter of deep concern. As Dean
Roland B. Parker has so many times pointed out, Time is now an
important element in Chapel Hill. Before, it wasn't. Difficulties
before were straightened out in the course of time. But today,
because we have deadlines that have been placed upon us by those
more powerful, we cannot wait for the course of time. A wasted
class now may mean failure to graduate ; whereas, before, the
student merely had to come to another session of summer school,
v. No professor should be forced to follow a specified classroom
procedure. Each professor should be free to teach his course as
he finds best. But no professor should be allowed to cheat the
students, consciously or not.
"""" The remedy is simple. An investigating committee should be
established to look within the class rooms and make certain that
the prof essor is following the prescribed subject matter.
Shameful Behavior Marked
Dormitory Blackout Period
In the last eight years, a brief span in the life of an institution,
I have seen two college generations at work and at play on this
campus. I have watched with justifiable pride students grow in
statue, develop in body, mind and spirit, and take the best of
Carolina with them "to build more stately mansions" in the state,
the region, and the nation. Many of our gracious women, yester
day concerned with the coming weekend dance, are now hard at
work in the factories and defense plants; countless hundreds of
our men, yesterday boys at play, are now giving their lives in
order that places like Chapel Hill may endure.
Throughout these eight years I have seen many things which
have been also a source of disappointment: "the cheating ring"
. . . but even so, there were the handful of courageous student
leaders who had courage to face the problem, bring it into full
light of day, and fight it to a finish. There have been isolated
cases of ungentlemanly and unladylike conduct . . . for instance,
the passing of an open whiskey bottle at a public gathering in the
auditorium. But these have been minority groups. More recently,
everyone on the University faculty, staff, and administration
has had occasion to be alarmed about the failing Carolina spirit
in many instances, as, for example, lack of sportsmanship at
games, and the defacement of Carr Dormitory by Carolina stu
dents. Here again this, no doubt, was done by minority groups,
although, of course, it cannot be excused on these grounds.
But last night in the surprise blackout, the conduct in Old East
and Old West was such that it calls for some disciplinary action,
if not voluntary on the part of the Student council, then compul
sory on the part of the administration or by the law enforcing
bodies of the town. It had the distinction of being the most dis
graceful group performance I have ever witnessed. Lights blazed
almost entirely through the blackout ; lights flashed in window
after window all over both dormitories ; flashlights circled out of
the windows ; a bedlam of shrieks and yells, including vulgarity of
the worst order, could be heard all over town; fireworks, es
pecially firecrackers, added to the general confusion.
We did not think it could happen here. Here at Carolina. Here
while their own college mates were fighting bravely through air
raids which knew no mockery. The group of a half-dozen people
who were at work last night in South Building walked home in
dejection, feeling that the homes represented in Old East and
Old West, the schools, the home-town communities, the churches,
and last but not least the University, have all failed miserably
somewhere or everywhere all along the line.
A woman from South building
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Stand Taken
For Walkers
A number of the more prom
inent social consciences on the
Hill have been rebuking us for
our carelessness, thoughtless
ness, and general lack of consi
deration and proper sense of
values as evidenced by our com
plete disrepard of their agita
tion against walking upon the -grass.
They have made several
grave errors, in assuming,
first, that our position is .
thoughtless, and second, that
because it is thoughtless it must
be indefensible.
I represent a substantial but
intelligent minority, who, far
from being blissfully unaware
of the consequences, have more
or less carefully weighed the .
consequences, and taken
. stand, or a walk, on the grass.
The byline-conscious colum
nists, ever seeking some cause
celebre for their polemic na
tures, and blindly following the
mercenary hint of frantic of-'
f icials appalled at the thought ,
of planting grass every spring,
have attacked the very root of
the grass problem. With char
acteristic economy of intelli
gence they have completely
missed the point.
They treat the grass as an
ornamental asset; they revel
in possession, in the fact of ver
dancy. They point with pride to
a close-cropped lawn but this
is all they do. Let us ask, what
is grass for? To be pointed at?
To be possessed? Is the chief
purpose of grass the satisfact
ion of sponsorship? Or is there
perhaps a more basic and more
personal enjoyment to be de
rived from grass?
We of the CGW think that
there is. Have none of you ever
known the sensuous thrill of
feeling your shpes grow soft
beneath your feet? Have you
lost indeed the sense of natu
ralness, the sense of belonging,
of independence and personali
ty which is achieved so easily
from a random stroll upon the
turf ? ( I speak not here of lying
upon the grass, except to sug
gest that y'all try it sometime) .
Few simpler satisfactions of
the dolce far niente could be de
vised than the mere stepping
across of a gutter ; yet this you
would deny us in the interest
of a scrubby landscape.
We came to you from a far
country, where there is always
grass ; where the grass grows
in the fields and in the streets,
in yards and in cellars, on polo
grounds and cinder tracks and
tennis courts and jai-alai fron
tons. We were cradled in the
grass; we went to school and
played our games and fought
our battles and read our books
and took our ease on the deep
green carpet; indeed it may
well be said that we cut our
v teeth upon it.
We come as sojourners in a
savage land of dusty baked red
clay, we come to you in full
understanding of the glory and
wonder and background majes
ty of this green, and we have
been set upon with flail and
torch, .scourged and- crucified
as tvandals, knaves and here
tics. But it is not in vain. Through
the years the hords has grown,
young people following their
natural bent, following the lust
for understanding, their hun
ger for life, and this new ob
jection shall not stay. The
chains that bound us, the signs
that screamed at us, the hands
that threatened us, all we have
swept from our path. Neither
shall the columnists regiment
us into gravel walks ; they shall
go down ; their bylines shall be
their epitaphs. .
Jack Campbell, Spokesman
Carolina Grasswalkers.
Weary Wisher
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Must Face the WMier's
Gerald Johnson, managing editor of the Baltimore Sun, nationally-known
political writer, and former head of the UNC
journalism department, gets off a few glib nifties in his column
which appeared yesterday in the Greensboro Daily News con
cerning the status of liberal arts education and of the people who
study such topics and believe in them.
Of course, Mr. Johnson has hit the nail on the head in his ob
servations, he has come embarrassingly close to the root of the
troubles with liberal education
when he describes its non-utili- pared to take his right place in
ty in materialistic pursuits. He the "great adventure of life"
says this ". . . it is not far from
the truth to say of the world
that shrewd men own it, ener
getic men rule it and philo
sophical men enjoy it "
His last statement is a con
elusion. His tenets may be all
right and his information may
be accurate, but his conclu
sions are not. Mr. Johnson
confesses liberal arts educa
tion with pure and theoretical
learning of philosophy. This is
evidently erroneous since phil
osophy is studied by a small
percentage of students and al
so since most philsophy
courses deal with ethics and
certainly Mr. Johnson does not
erase the necessity of ethics
from daily bread-getting.
"If the college boy is nor
mal," writes Mr. Johnson," his
interest in philosophiical af
fairs is bound to be reduced
. . . One of the average boy's
finest traits is his ardent de
sire to have a part in the ad
venture of life, the very thing
that makes it all but impossible
for him to concentrate on lib
eral arts."
When Mr. Johnson calls this
a dangerous situation this
"cluttering of young minds
with liberal arts" he is un
comfortably close to the target
in view of some of the narrow
mindedness in certain univer
sities in so far as the fluidity
of curricula for individuals is
concerned. He forgets, how
ever, that a man is not pre-
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Local Films Fail to Live Up
To Previous High Ballyhooo
By Jud Kinberg '
Two muchly-publicized films
came out last week and both
were something of a disap
pointment. The first was a local pre
miere, "Keeper of the Flame,"
the other a world premiere
with all the prewar glitter of
Grauman's Chinese about it
"The Outlaw."
"Flame," heralded as the
successQr to the now-famous
Hepburn-Tracy debut, "Wom
en of the Year," had the same
stars but not the same quality.
It was a melodrama dressed up
with patriotic bunting. As a
mystery story it had some ob
vious faults, outstanding
among which was the laxity, in
cutting. Running almost two
hours, the film was slow in
spots and only in the last 20
minutes did it tingle a mean
spine.
True the technique of the
film was-to build up suspense
slowly, step by step; but that
is no excuse for minutes that
drag. Messers Hitchcock and
Reed, the prime exponents of
that method, manage very ca
pably to keep interest alive
from the first inpident. No,
"Keeper of the Flame" would
have benefited from the burn
ing of a few hundred feet of
the finished film.
Miss Hepburn looked under
, fed, but that voice is still mag
nificent. t
"The Outlaw" was another
without a background of gen
eral knowledge. We don't mean
that a leader of men must
know every geological revolu
tion for the last 2,000,000,000
years, but we do mean that a
course in World Resources and
Industries acquaints a man
with the human and complex
problems confronting his
peaceful existence in the world.
Mr. Johnson states that
Churchill, Roosevelt, Stalin,
Hitler, and Mussolini, the five
most powerful men in the
world today are men who act,
not think. Personally, I am
loathe to feel that FDR acts
without thinking, and I am of
the opinion that Hitler could
have better directed his energy
with a little intelligent study of
the humanities.
Nevertheless, Mr. Johnson
goes on to say that "it is the
arrogance of the cultured
which leads them to assume
that everyone desires the par
ticular sort of cultivation that
comes from a profound and
understanding study of men."
Apart from the fact that
this is a slight misconception
of what a liberal arts educa
tion constitutes, Mr. Johnson
represents the typical attitude
of the practical engineer. "An
army commander knows his
men only as parts of a ma
chine," he elaborates, "he
would be better off with a
study of tanks rather than of
Shakespeare."
film and another proposition.
In and out of Hays office hot
water more than any film since
the days of Mae West, the
Howard Hughes epic finally
emerged into the light of cri
tical surveyal. The opinion of
Time: "a strong candidate for
the flopperoo of all time."
Star of this little extrava
ganze was Miss Jane Russell
who is no stranger to readers
of Yank, Peek or Pic. This
lovely lady has had more pub
licity than any other film star
in the last year, certainly more
than the one picture she made
warrants.
The. film deals with the life
of Billy the Kid, the desperado,
and Rio, the yomen in the case.
Miss Russell fills the part of
the woman very well. Jack
Buetel, another novice, is the
Kid. Both stars, according to
the men who profess to know,
need a bit more training before
being eligible for community
theater roles.
In all event s, Howard
Hughes has sunk $3,000,000 in
a picture whose only assets
seem to be Miss Russell, the
serviceman's dream. Walter
Houston, praised by Time for
doing "perhaps his greatest
acting," mainly because his
conveys to the audience that
"he thinks the whole thing is
impossibly bad" and interest
created by a friendly Hays of
fice which tried 1 to censure
some torid scenes.
Fire
He would be better off with
both, Mr. Johnson. A com
mander who understands his
men only as cogs in a machine
is going to get shot in the back
of the head by a corporal from
Tennessee.
Mr. Johnson concludes with
the ratiocination that since
every man is not going to be a
doctor, lawyer, writer, teach
er, someone who deals with
the individual mind why try
to give the whole population, or
any segment of it, education
that is needed and appreciated
by a few?
"Then," he writes, making a
deadline, no doubt, "if condi
tions beyond our control pre
vent our administering train
ing in the humanities to hordes
who neither need nor under
stand it, is that an indication
that ruin hangs over the re
public? Are we not, in fact,
doing perforce what we should
have done voluntarily long
ago?"
Often, Mr. Johnson, we
think that many people are in
college who shouldn't be there.
We say that not because there
is nothing in college for them
to get, but because they are
too lazy to get it. If you told
one of these "hordes" you
speak of that he is too ignorant
to get anything out of college,
or that he doesn't need to know
anything about the men he
lives with, he would think you
were the Anti-Christ.
If the number of men who
attend a liberal arts school in
creases proportionately the
number who learn something
about humanity, we are not on
the wrong track, Mr. Johnson.
In fact that event, we are head
ing toward a goal which lies
beyond your vision, I fear. Our
goal is an enlightened man
kind, working with his fellow
because he understands his fel
low. I assure you, Mr. Johnson,
even the most backward stu
dent in our sociology depart
ment feels in his heart that
human understanding might
solve the problems of our area
"to some extent, and that if the
present leaders of our region
were instilled with some of
these "humanities" we speak
of, you enlightened gentlemen
above the Potomac would not
write with derision of their so
called "backward" tendencies.
Mr. Johnson, when you
preach education for the se
lected few, utilitarian training,
vocational teaching without
the civilized background of cul
ture, you talk fascism.
When you say that philoso
phers have never won wars,
you forget that the philoso
phers also never got a chance
to write their kind of peace be
cause of people who think as
you think.
Mr. Johnson, where did you
go to college? g M
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