TUESDAY, JANUARY 4, 19SS
PAGE TWO
THE DAILY TAR HEEL
The Big Time
Now that the Tournament of Roses is
safely behind us, Duke has won the Orange
Bowl title, the Ice Bowl and the Rice Bowl'
are over and the last toe has booted the last
pigs in, it seems pertinent to bring up
that explosive subject big time football.
The name Robert Alaynard Hutchins has
become a malediction among football fans
because of that educator's war against the
big money game in colleges, last year's edi
tor of this newspaper was very nearly pil
loried by indignant alumni who objected
to his reiterated suggestions that Carolina
retire from the business of football and get
back to the game. ,
The end of this football season, how
ever, has produced a new crop of critics,
and they are neither college presidents nor
college editors. They are coaches.
Carl Snavely who got the gate here af
ter a few losing seasons, is still pointing
out the advantages of little-time football. A
recent Saturday Evening Post article by
Bert LaBrucherie, former head coach, at
UCLA, skinned the hide off the alumni
grandstand quarterbacks who contribute to
The "prostitution" of the college game.
Who's next? Why, none other than Caro
lina's well respected Coach Dick Jamerson.
Jamerson may have had in mind the ugly
t-f forts of some alumni to fire Coach Bar
day before his contract expired when he
s iid on WUNC the other day
I would like for everyone to realize that
athletics is not business it is a contest between
two groups of young men. When athletics be
comes a business we are in trouble. Educa
tional authorities agree that athletics is a justi
fiable part of the total experience of young men
in college. As such, sports should be supported
through regular channels just as any other phase
of the curriculum.
All too often the support 'of college athletic
programs is dependent upon gate receipts and
alumni contributions. The results of such sup
port for athletic programs are inevitable de
mands for winning teams to draw more specta
tors to pay the bills for haying a winning team
a never ending accumulation of headaches. . . .
College games should be played for the plea
sures the players get from athletic competition
and the pleasures the spectators may receive
from watching skilled performers in action. . . .
One wishes such a speech might be made
to the National Collegiate Athletic Asso
ciation at its meeting later this month and
that the NCAA, for once, might cease its
platitudinous conversations and lend a ser
ious ear.
A Silence
Of Aae & Wisdom
Carolina Front
One Thing
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Missing From
The World
-- Louis Kraar
ITS NEVER a long way home
from the Hill.
'Yaa We've Got More Security Than You Have'
But,, o n c e
there, you
realize that
your trip could
n't have taken
you any further
from the cam
pus than a sor
tie to Siberia.
First there's
sleep, deep and
lasting through
what would be
class hours in the morning. It's
a holiday, and fhe Carolina stu
dent is only a casual visitor to
slumberland except during these
vacation periods.
Then, you awake and begin to
look around you. Chances are
you'll see little more than tele
vision and people watching tele
vision. If you're smart, youH
head for your contemporaries
and make like Saturday night at
UNC for the two weeks.
Now, Tm no enemy to the
world outside this sometimes
quiet campus. But after all the
talk you hear about college pre
paring you for life, what you find
off campus is not exactly the life
you prepared for. Let me illustrate.
Chapel Hill, while you were home for
the holidays, everted back to its old own
ers those whose roots in the town are firm
er and deeper than those of any transient
of students, can be. The town
generation
belonged for two weeks to the Houses and
the Grummans and the Russells, to the
empty, quiet Piaymaker's Theatre, to the
pigeons and squirrels on the Library lawn
and to the shades of Joseph Caldwell, Hor
ace Williams and Howard Odum.
The Chapel Hill Weekley's lead head
line noted that you could find a parking
place right on Franklin Street. It was the
biggest news in town. The Rev. Charlie
ones preached two sermons to the kids,
an English professor took his family for a
walk in Battle Park. One lonely student,
book in hand, strolled along past the law
building thoughtfully kicking an acorn un
til it rolled into the gutter.
There was a silence foreign to the cam
pus except for the hours when the students
are asleep and for the days when they are
gone "a silence of age, too full of wisdom
for the tongue to utter it. . ."
The official student publication of the Publi
cations Board of the University of North Carolina,
where it is published
daily except Monday,
examination and vaca
tion periods and sum
mer terms. Entered as
second class matter at
the post office in
Chapel Hill, N. C, un
der the Act of March
8, 1879. Subscription
rates: mailed, $4 per
fear, $2.50 a semester;
delivered, $6 a year,
$3.50 a semester.
"MOTHER, I'D better wear old
clothes to my club meeting to
day," advised the 13-year-old at
my house that first morning
home. "I'm on the debate team
and might get into a fight."
Before I could explain to my
brother about the gentlemanly
virtues of debating (as opposed
to . scrapping), he demanded to
know whether the Senate should
have censured McCarthy.
"My teacher told us to find
the answer to that before we
came back to school," he explain
ed. I told him my answer, hoping
his teacher wasn't a McCarthy
fan. If she is my brother has
probably flunked by now. But
that was a tough assignment.
Having survived my first mis
sion in the outside world, I pro
ceeded to the next holiday task
working the week before
Christmas.
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FEELING ABOUT as out of
place as a zoot suit at a Germans
dance, I found myself selling
clothes.
All I learned at Carolina about
clothes is to wear a dark suit,
a striped tie. Shoes, I learned,
should be dirty during the week,
but clean on weekends.
Remembering this Carolina
background to being well-dressed,
I tried it in the clothes-selling
world and it didn't work.
Women shoppers don't want
rep ties; they want pink crea
tions with black backgrounds
neckwear that you'd guess un
dertakers would wear to a con
vention. After a week of shoving shirts
across a glass counter, appeasing
cantankerous lady customers,
telling everybody that everything
looks good, you even begin to.
wonder about Christmas.
Perhaps it's all a conspiracy
among merchants, you begin to
think by store closing time
Christmas eve. Then you ride
home, past the cardboard nativi
ty scenes, the recorded music
coming from stores, the Santa
Clauses, and you wonder where
today's wise men are.
lip
Bankers, Band-Aids, Beer
E.B.White
In The New Yorker
A few memorable things hap
pened in 1954. A man named Ed
wards, a radio commentator, was
dropped by the American Feder
ation of Labor on the grounds
that he was weighting his stuff
on the side of labor. Two famous
persons turned up dead in 1954
who weren's dead at all Ernest
Hemingway and the Pope. Hem
ingway had the satisfaction of
reading his obituary notices in
the papers, and the Pope, after
beng gravely ill, had the satisfac
tion of watching an issue of Lif
perform a hastj flipflop because
of the return of his vital force.
In England a woman named
Mrs. Gillian Crowcroft placed ra
dioactive bracelets on the tails of
moles, in 1954, and followed their
progress underground by the use
of a Geiger counter on the end
of a fishing rod. She was study
ing moles, it turned out. A firm
dedicated to increasing the effec
tiveness of direct-mail advertising
perfected a device called Tear
Edge. It takes a piece of ordinary
printed matter and lacerates the
edges to give them an irregular,
jagged appearance, so the reci
pient will think it has just been
torn out of a magazine.
We recommend this Tear-Edge
technique to the advertising fra
ternity when they come to send
out their next invitation to the
annual Honesty-in-Advertising
convention. It ought to be a good
attention getter.
Subversion took a new turn in
1954 when it became clear that
anybody who advocated things
that Representative Carroll Reece
doesn't believe in is subversive.
Global ideas of all sorts subvert,
it would appear. Radioactivity ad-
vanced a step in 1954.. . Govern
ment scientists produced some
atomic fertilizer. It cost twenty
five thousand dollars a ton to
make. We never heard how much
they managed to make, but we
went ahead and bought a ton of
the regular barn manure, at a
considerable saving. We have the
receipted bill, and the manure
has been spread.
Nineteen-fifty-four was a year
of high wind. Never have so
many people wasted so much time
on a man who wasn't worth the
paper he got written about on.
That is what raised the wind pro
bably. The most interesting message
we received in 1954 was from
Jackson & Perkins, world's lar
gest (and most secretive) rose
growers. They sent us a postcard
in code. The giveaway was the
letter "g." When decoded, the
message read: "The bulbs will
be shipped early in the fall at
the proper time for planting."
They were, too. But we had to
leave by plane on an emergency
mission just before the bulbs ar
rived ,and we never got round to
Memo To The Alumni
The Asheville Citizen
Editor CHARLES KURALT
Managing Editor FRED POWLEDGE
Associate Editors LOUIS KRAAR, ED YODER
Business Manager - TOM SHORES
Sports Editor ; FRED BABSON
News Editor
City Bditor
Advertising Manager
Jackie Goodman
Jerry Reece
Dick Sirkin
Jim Kiley
Jack Godley
Circulation Manager
Subscription Manager .
Photographers Cornell Wright, R. B. Henley
Assistant Sports Editor Bernie Weiss
Assistant Business Manager Bill Bob Peel
Editorial Assistant .... Ruth Dalton
Society Editor Eleanor Saunders
Feature Editor Babbie Dilorio
Victory Village Editor Dan Wallace
Night Editor for this Issue
.Bob Dillard
RIDING BACK to school,
you're sorry it's all over. The
sleep was good. So was making
like Saturday night for two
weeks.
And as the Bell Tower takes
shape over the top of the car
window, you realize there's noth
ing wrong with the outside
world. Commercialism isn't ruin
ing Christmas any more than it
ever has. And your brother is
propably learning something on
that tough-guy debate squad.
No, you say . to yourself, the
world outside this little one is
not shot to hell. It's just not
Chapel Hill.
Season oughn't to get by with
out a brief word to you about
this year's lettermen Greek let
ters, that is.
Chapel Hill chapter of nation
al honorary scholastic fraternity,
Phi Beta Kappa, has initiated 47
students for fall academic sea
son. .
Phi Beta Kappa is what you
earn for starring in academic
grove, place that's occupied week
days, or between football games,
by some undergraduates. It's tops
in conference.)
University's PBK rosters shows
41 of 47 . are . North Carolinians.
Our high schools evidently send
ing up good material, real fast
native talent able to snare Ger-
man irregular verbs in open field
and run with them.
Five of lettermen from Chapel
Hill. (You never know when a
flashy chemistry major may pop
up in own backyard, tough and
conditioned, briefed on all fun
damentals.) Raleigh alumni ap
parently busy, too.sent over a
pair of fast, shifty scatbacks for
school of commerce. Remember
how daddy of one of them turn
ed back William & Mary in '24
in close debate (W. & M. fum
bled the rebuttal in last second
of play) on independence for
Philippines. Next Saturday night
at library they ought to be ready
to go all the way.
Can't help returning to subject
of native talent before closing.
Four platoons, almost. Makes re
cruiting out-of-state easier. Cuts
down scholarships from Educa
tional Foundation (or is it Foot
ball Foundation?) and makes for
well-rounded squad. Well aware
that classroom work is only in
cidental to a university, but sug
gests results justify renewing
Coach Bob House's contract for
'55. He had a good season.
And next year oh boy!
Look out, Johns Hopkins!
To Ernest
Punch
Now, as I hear away the most de
sired of literary palms,
I pouch the dough and televise
my hail and my farewell to
arms.
Wealth in the afternoon is fine,
and better is immortality;
"So never send to know for whom
the Nobel tolls
This time it tolls for me.
Mud Pies Patted I ogether
In The Path Of A Big Flood
Joseph Alsop
sending a code message back to
the growers Spring, in our opin
ion, will come anyway.
In 1954 the intellect became
accepted in some circles as a sign
of disloyalty. This was perhaps
the most significant development
of the year.
Nineteen-fifty-four was one of
the biggest years the Supreme
Court ever had, with the segrega
tion decision. The decison will
reverberate and will jar the
country far into 1955, 1956, 1957,
and other years. But at any rate
the matter has been decided and,
thank God, correctly decided.
One of the reasons for our
thinking the Court was correct
is that we went into a drug store
the other day and bought some
Band-Aid "flesh color." And
we saw quite clearly that the
term ''white race" is a misnomer.
If you want to see whether the
Supreme Court decision is any
good or not, we advise you to go
into a drugstore and ask for a
package of flesh-colored bandag
es to blend with your so-called
white skin. It's quite a revealing
experience and well worth the
small cost.
In 1954 the Appellate Division
ruled that advocating world peace
is not a commercial enterprise.
This was in the case of Harry
Purvis the man who put the
world-government sign on his
building, quoting Albert Einstein,
the thinker.
In 1954 we added a terrace to
our house, which we didn't need'
and made one friend, which we
did.
In 1954 we bought a television
set, and turned it on, and there
stood Howard K. Smith on the
Cape of 'Good Hope, his hair toss
ing in the winds from two oceans.
We will have to scrap the set un-.
less we can get "Piel's Is the
Beer for Me" out of our head,
where it whirls incessantly a
symptom, we are told, of mental
fatigue. We tried drinking some
beer of another brand, to see if
that would rid us of the head
noises, but it failed, and we are
too stubborn to try Piel's.'
In 1954 everybody's mind was
somewhere else. The instnace we
remember best of somebody's
mind being somewhere else was
going into a bank to buy a sav
ings bond. The man who waited on
us was not thinking about money
and banking at all. He was sitting
there, he said, thinking about how
the light shines at night from a
hilltop tower on his college cam
pus. He toldtis the light could
be seen in a village thirteen miles
awav. He seemed a very happy
banker, in a state of beatitude,
well housed aeainst the cold of
the streets, well insulated against
darkness of all sorts. Nineteen-fifty-four
was an ideal year for
the mind to wander in, and in
which to hold fast to a beam of
light.
PNOMPENH, Cambodia. Something
of the seriousness of the dangers that
how lie ahead in Asia was suggested by
a little incident in which this reporter
was quite accidentally involved.
It. began with an early morning appoint
ment with the Prime Minister of this
charming little country of Cambodia,
which is the remnant of the great Khmer
empire that built Angkor Wat. The Khmer
empire was destroyed some 600 years
ago by the invading Siamese, who were
fleeing in their turn from the expanding
Chinese. South Asian history has an in
teresting continuity.
His Excellency Penn Nouth, is a tall,
intelligent, quie mannered man, who is
Prime Minister of Cambodia because he
is consderably tougher than most of his
easy going countrymen. He made a lucid
analysis of Cambodia's situation and po
licy. The country's loyalty to King Norodom
Sihanouk and to Buddhism; the hatred of
the mass of Cambodians for the Vietnam
ese who lead the Communist Viet Minh;
the relative contentment of the people
because of the plenty that reigns in this
rich, underpopulated land; the depen
dence of Cambodia on American aid for
its own military defense these were the
chief points stressed. Cambodia, said the
Prime Minister, intended to resist the
Communist Viet Minh with all its power;
and since Cambodia's geographical posi
tion makes it a shield for Thailand, this
was an important statement.
At the close of the interview, however,
the Prime Minister turned the tables on
the reporter, asking what principle de
velopments he foresaw in Asia in the next
There was only one possible answer.
The situation in southern Indo-China
plainly forecast the loss of that vital area
to the Communists, and quite possibly
before the Vietnamese elections. In addi
tion the Chinese Communists were plainly
twelve months.
preparing an attack on the offshore is
lands of Formosa, which the United States
had refused to guarantee. Therefore a
Communist military victory over Chiang
Kai-shek, which would be an even greater
propaganda victory, must also be antici
pated. The effect of these rather obvious state
ments on the Prime Minister appeared to
be electric. He detained the reporter. He
said he had believed that when Gen. Law
ton Sollins was sent to Saigon, it meant
that the United States was determined to
hold southern Indo-China against Com
munist pressure. He asked how Cambodia,
"this little country," could be expected to
retain its independence if southern Indo
China, which encloses Cambodia on two
sides, should fall into Communist hands.
He also remarked that a Chinese
munist victory on Formosa's offshore
lands, even although militarily unimpor
tant Would lead many people to question
the value of American support; and it
only absolute confidence in the firn.ru
of American support that could give Can,
bodia the courage to resist the heavy ( !:
munist pressures to which Cambodia
already exposed.
In the late afternoon, at the close of an
intervening meeting of the cabinet. .
reporter saw the acting Foreign Minis:.---.
He declared that the cabnet agenda ha i
been set aside for a discussion of the t
rible news about southern Indo-China ani
the offshore islands. And he went (-.,,.
derably further jn his pessimism about :h -future
than Prime Minister Penn Xomh.
If this is the kind of reaction that i
produced by a simple unvarnished st-T f
ment of future probabilities that are ac
cepted by every serious observer in Asia,
what then will be the reaction to (ho a :
tual, unconcealable, shattering evcrN
themselves?
That is the principle problem that n.r.y
confronts our bastion builders. Bastion
building is a favorite new American ac
tivity in Asia. It is going on in Thailand i!
is going on in Japan, which President Ki
senhower has formally declared a bastion
despite the recent signs to the contrary
And the able American ambassador t
Cambodia, Robert McClintock, would lik-,
quite rightly, to make Cambodia another
bastion, to protect the even bigger bastion
. in Thailand.
Theoretically, the thing can be done.
All that Penn Nouth said about his cou.i
try and his people is true. Prior to the
signature of the Geneva accord, when the
Viet Minh were' trying to get a firm ha.-,
in Cambodia, the Royal Cambodian Army
even gave a sound thrashing to thrc- in
vading Viet Minh battalions.
Superficially, then, this should be an
excellent chance of making the great river
of Mekong, which is Cambodia's main bor
der with Indo-China, into the stopping
line of the Communist advance in Asia
Even historically, it seems logical, lor
the Mekong is the ancient dividing line
between Chinese cultural influence which
predominated in Indo-China, and Indian
cultural influence which gave the original
stimulus to the civilizations of Cambodia,
Thailand and Burma.
Inspired by contemplation of the mag
nificence of Angkor Wat, that eighth won
der of the world, India's Prime Minister
Nehru even told Ho Chi Minh that India
would look very much askance on an at
tempt on Cambodia. But all the. bastions
will still turn out to be mere mud pies
recklessly patted together in the path of.
a flood, if American policy in Asia does
not soon become infinitely firmer and
less fraudulent than it is today.
Congress May Take A Look
At Its Own Empty Pockets
Doris Fleeson
WASHINGTON With pay raises in
prospect in 1955 for a million Federal
workers and the Army and with dignified
but nevertheless urgings in this respect
arising from the judiciary, Congress may
get up enough nerve to get into the act
with a raise of its own.
Although Congress is the only alency
of government with power to set its own
rate of pay, it has always been notably
reluctant to pay itself well. This modesty
in dealing with itself has, employees of
other branches of the government com
plain, kept the whole level of Federal
salaries low.
In 1946 Congress voted a $2,500 tax
free expense fund in addition to members'
regular $12,500 salary. The. tax-free pro
vision failed to sit well with taxoayers and
in 1953 Congress withdrew it. Ndw mem
bers of both houses receive $15,000, all
of it taxable.
This may appear to be substantial in
rural or small town America. Yet Wash
ington remains one of the nation's most
expensive cities, and running for office
is becoming progressively more costly.
Especially if he has growing children, a
member's salary does no go very far.
Some of the better-known members,
especially Senators, eke out additional in
come by writing or lecturing but these
methods are by no means open to all. At
times the means have run from the du
bious to the outright illegal.
The judiciary also can make out a
strong case for both salary increases and
more money for general administrative
expense. Federal judicial salaries have
not been raised in nine years, a period in
which living costs have gone up sharply.
District judges now receive $15,000 and
appeals court judges $17,500. Lawyers
point out that a man sufficiently able to
serve on the Federal bench could make
much more practicing law. They fear that
low salaries for judges will dim the am
bitions of the ablest men to serve and
that the quality of Federal justice will be
lowered.'
Virtually the entire Federal bench is
in agreement that Congress has been nig
gardly with the judicial branch. Com
- plaints vary in importance from weakness
of the Federal probation system enforced
through lack of funds, to lack of type wri
ters and law books. Sometimes, as hap
pened in the last session of Congress
judjships are created without provision
for operations of all the new courts.
There is some hope that Congress will
consider all the pay raise plans together
so as to avoid inequities.
Not much of this is calculated to bring
happy thoughts to Treasury Secretary
Humphrey as he struggles with the defi
cit. His hope of keeping it in the neigh
borhood of three billion dollars may soon
seem terribly optimistic.
Alsops & Fleeson
The columns of Joseph and Stewart
Alsop and Doris Fleeson begin today on
The Daily Tar Heel editorial page. Th'
Alsop column will appear four times a
week, Miss Fleeson's five times a week.
The Alsop team and Doris Fleeson re
place Drew Pearson on this page.,
The Alsops, known in the newspaper
profession for their diligence as reporters
and their unusual access to exclusive in
formation, write one of the most often
quoted columns appearing todav Their
work avoids speculation and" gossip
contains facts the Alsop team hL
personally gathered. The Alsops mak--their
headquarters in Washington, but
occasionally split forces to cover both
Washington and the foreign scene. (To
day's column, for example, is written by
Joseph Alsop in the Far East.) !
Doris Fleeson, who describes herself
as a "non-partisan liberal," last year re
ceived the Missouri Honor Award 'for Dis
tinguished Service in Journalism at the
University of Missouri. She has been a
highly noted war correspondent and is
one of the capital's best political reporters.
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