SUNDAY, SrTM2!a 1(
fAC TWO
THE DAILY TAR HEEL
Or Tie WfSflg Sort
Carolina Front
The declamation roars, but our passion
sleeps.
Oratory, that onetime fine art, has now
come to such a pass within the Republic that
certain politicians, President Eisenhower not
excluded, cannot open their mouths without
exuding piety. To listen to much political
speechmaking is to believe that the divine
hand rests now iind forever on our own na
tional brow that our golden ship is in.
Xot since the "Archangel Woodrow," as
11. D. Mencken not .without a kernel of
tiuth once dubbed President Wilson, has
there been, in power a President' who 'saw Us
as so bathed ill the Divine Light-
Which Side Of Table
If we are to believe Mr. Eisenhower's pre
sumptuous words, God followed us and sat
on our side of the hollow table at Geneva.
And you may be sure that few nights have
passed when He was not in contact with John
Foster Dulles.
The phrase, "Under God," has crept now
into the pledge of allegiance to the fla'g. The
implication, seemingly, is that if you do not
believe in God as well as in the flag you may
as well not believe in either. In effect, that
your patriotism is reniiss.
One prominent Republican congressman
said, a few weeks ago, that he had faith "in
God and D wight Eisenhower.'- The senti
ment would have been admirable, had it been
divorced (as it was not) from national poli
tics. An embattled Victorian politician was
heard to Say,.', once, that he could Face the
fact that the lucky Gladstone always had the
Ace of Spades up his sleeve; what he couldn't
countenance, he added, was Gladstone's ever
present boast-that God put it there.
s i Prayerfulhess, Not Cocksure
'Well, that's what needles us- We had
thought before this linking of God's "Xv ill
and United States' prowess fell about us
before our leaders in Washington began to
see the pillar ot cloud by day and of flame by
night i ;iat the claim to divine knowledge
was the pre-emption of Father Divine and
Prophet Jones. The proper national attitude
we thought to be one of prayerfulness, not
cocksureness. '
The United States Constitution recognizes
the Creator as the source of our absolute, un
alienable lights, since absolute rights must
be grounded on an absolute. But nowhere
does it presume to say that the nation has
divine assistance in every project to which it
turns its hand.
WThose who have seen into the whirlwind
have zoomed beyoud our mortal pale. They
must be canonized, not elected.
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Night Editor For This Issue
Rueben Leonard
Here We Go
Again, Boys!
Napkins! Poof!
J. A C. Dunn
IN THE dark, comparatively
inactive reaches of the night, say
between about 11 p.m. and 1 a.m.,
we are in the habit of dropping
b- the police station to see if
anything noteworthy has happen
ed or is happening something
like an assassination or a Guy
Fawkes plot on
,v the Bell Tower,
o r something
' ,y Hhrillihg. We
hi " I have been do-
. ;
ing this all
summer; all
, summer long
1 - v - we dropped in
v to the police
station nightly
and asked the sergeant on the
desk (sergeant Durham, Merritt,
or King, whichever was. on duty)
if anything was cooking in the
underworld worth reporting. In
variably the answer would be,
"Nope. Nothin' at all. Pretty
quiet." After a couple of months
of this routine we got a little
bored. Sometimes something hap
pened, but we were either not
there, or were notified by some
other means of communication.
For the last three weeks or so,
however, the whisper has been
flying around the battlements of
Chapel Kill's constabulary strong
hold, i. e. Town Hall, "Just wait
until the freshmen get back.
Then things will begin to pop."
So we waited.
WELL, BY now not only the
freshmen are back, but also ev
eryone else, including those who
extended their vacation to in
clude the first three days of
classes. The town is indeed pop
ping; the affairs of the student
underworld seem to be picking
up somewhat, but they have a
long way to go.
An example of this occurred
one night late last week. Having
just spent the evening engaged
in a brisk drive from Chapel
Hill to Raleigh to Chapel Hill to
Raleigh to Chapel Hill, we wan
dered into the police station at
about one of the ac emma, hung
ourseif wearily over the little
counter with the barred window,
and asked sergeant Durham, who
was on duty at the desk, if the
long arm of the law was flapping
any spectacular jacks in its great,
grey, green, greasy misdemeanor
al frying pan.
"Well, yeah," said the sergeant
unconcern edly, examining a
thumbnail with the greatest of
care. "The boys in the car just
had a call over t'the Mouza. Dun
no what it is. Some kinda trouble
I guess."
As the sergeant was uttering
the "za" of "Mouza" we were fly
ing out the door, car keys jang
ling, pencil raised, notebook at
the ready.
'
ODDLY ENOUGH, there was
hardly anyone at all in the Mou
za. There were a couple of late
working men in overalls suck
ing down coffee at the counter;
Mouza and his minion were
prowling phlegmatically back
and forth behind the counter; of
ficer Graham Creel was sitting
at the counter unburdening him
self of death-dealing drags on a
cigarette; and there were two
boys sitting in one of the back
Booths. We asked what was hap
pening, had the shooting ended,
who was hurt, when did it take
place, who was involved, did any
one get their license number,
had the sheriff been noti ...
"Just a couple of boys tearing
up napkins," said Creel, pushing
his cap complacently to the back
of his head.
What? No masked bandits? No
black sedan?-What was the po
lice force coming to?
"Just a couple of boys started
tearing napkins you know, lots
and lots of napkins," added Creei
in an explanatory tone of voice.
"Just tore 'em up one after an
other. Mouza couldn't make 'cm
stop tearing up napkins so he
called us. Now isn't that a child
ish thing to do?"
We admitted that it was a
childish thing to do. Officer Byrd
came through with a busy look
on his face and talked to the
two boys in the back booth, who
were evidently the napkin-slayers.
They looked very sheepish,
and when Byrd was through talk
ing, sternly, paternally, with a
hard glint in his eye, the two
boys went and paid a dollar and
fifty cents napkin damages, as
well as their food bill, and de
parted into the night.'
We bought a cup of coffee and
wept into it, dreaming of speed
ing black sedans and the chatter
of sub-machine guns.
An Open Letter To Fowler
Nothing Like Your Opinion
Y-Court Corner.
Dear Don:
In your recent letter to the
Board of Trustees, you stated,
"As president of the student
body of the University of North
Carolina I feel compelled to cal
rify what seems to me a Confused
impression of the sentiments of
bur students regarding the ques
tion of integration in higher ed
ucation . . . "the mapority of stu
dents here would support the
recent action of the Board of
Trustees to refrain from integra
tion at this time. . ."
I wonder if even the Oracle of
Delphi, great mystic that he was,
would have made so bland an as
sertion. Have you, Don Fowler,
any concrete evidence for such
a statement? You have taken
upon yourself the awesome re
sponsibility of articulating the
opinion of the majority of stu
dents in a student body composed
of over 6,500 men and women.
How many of them did you talk
to? How does that number com
pare with the number "6,500?"
You have written a letter to
the highest governing body of
the. University and have, . in ef
fect, signed it "The Student Body
of the University of North Car
olina." Neither you nor anyone
else can speak for this student
body. It has always spoken for .it
self when the occasion demanded
it. '
You say that the pro-integration
petition prompted your let
ter to the trustees, but y6u were
strangely silent when a pro
segregation petition was circu
lated. Were you silent because
you felt that a pro-segregation
petition would arouse no mis
understanding? Or was your
silence a tacit approval?
If you will act only when yoU
feel that the majority of the stu
dents condone your action, then
you will have to establish con
crete rapport with over 3,000
persons. This, of course, is im
possible, ana" no one expects it.
You Were hot elected to conduct
public opinion . polls (the value
of such polls was clearly dis
established in the national elect
ions of 1948). Rather, you were
elected to think and act on the
strength of your own convictions,
and supposedly the itqdent body
regards you as a man of superior
intelligence and capabilities be
cause it chose you to be its
President.
Take your own stand and give
your opinion with regard to ma
jor issues. If you get too far
astray, the student body will let
you know about it. But do not
presume to speak for the major
ity of the students. They can
articulate their own opinions.
Ken Pruitt
'We Saved Four Million Dollars On The U. N.
Technical Assistance Program'
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' A . T" '
The Intoxication Of Thinking'
Agnes De Mille
(Miss De Mille, known for her
contributions to the dance and
for her besfrselling autobiogra
phy, "Dance To The Piper," has,
as readers ivill readily see, val
uable reminders to give us about
the fundamental values of edro
cation. Distractions are many,
ad sight of these fundamentals
tends to escape us. The Ed
itors.) A ' college should not be con
sidered chiefly a marriage bu
reau, nor an employment agency,
nor a social club, nor an arena;
no, nor yet a technical school for
crafts and skill; and if we force
the faculties t0 think of univers
ities primarily in these terms, we
are perpetrating a perversion
and a very grave one. It seems to
me in our present world a col
lege is the one place where
standards are considered and not
prices, the one place that is not
a market, .Everywhere else for
the rest of our lives we will be
called on to justify ourselves and
render account. Here we 0n!y
recognize.
Here it gains us nothing to say
a thing is sound if it is not. We
can have the joy of thinking for
the intoxication of thinking and
for no other purpose not be
cause, for instance, it will enable
us to buy a more expensive din
ner. Here we can ask. "Is this
true?"without the Withering cau
tion as to what, might or might
not accrue to the answer. We can
say, "This is beautiful my heart
turns t0 it," in pure love.
The questions asked during
these years are ; fundamental
questions and the answers given
are classic that is, they are en
during and passionate. And the
people who dedicate their lives
to helping us ask and answer
are set apart from others.
Teachers exist and Work not
wholly for themselves, but in
large part for others; and they
seldom have axes to grind. They
ask only attention. They ask this,
and they ask that the student do
the best he can with no thought
of immediate profit. It seems lit
tle enough, but in actuality it is
very much. It will not be demand
ed again of us in a hurry. This is
the point of view of the artist
and of the pure scientist, of the
true scholar and of the true
friend. This is an important mor
al experience, and one which we
certainly .cannot afford to miss.
Remember that free thought
has always been kept alive by
students in cloister or university,
that the university is always the
first line of battle. Remember
that Hitler hit the universities
first and destroyed their free
dom. And until he had done this,
he could do little else; and once
he had done this, all else he ac
complished followed as a matter
of course. It was the universities
in Poland that gave the ' first
evidence of the breach within the
slate as it was the Polish facul
ties that were murdered first.
Bear in mind the gallant and,
most important, the effective
stand taken by faculties of the
University of California in the
matter of regents oath and by
the president and faculty of Sa
rah Lawrence college in the
question of free speech and
American Legion strictures and
be grateful for their enlighted
courage. Remember always most
solemnly that the person who de
termines your way of living and
your chance of salvation is not
the man who pays your wages,
nor your president, nor your doc
tor or policeman, nor yet even
your spouse, but the one. who
looks you in the face when you
are young, calls you by j'our true
name, and says, "Go forth."
Reader's Retort:
Hope. Between
hausf Blasts
Your editorial of September 15,
1955, "Survival Between The Ex
haust Blasts," seemed to convey
the feeing that the American pub
lic has been lulled into a false
sense of security. True, the coun
try is wearing ." . . . an Eisen
hower grin of economic prosper
ity. . . ,' but there is no reason
to wonder, as you have stated it,
. . where it will all lead."
We are faced at the present
with a situation similar to that
of the nineteen twenties and if
we realize this, as I believe the
leaders of this country do, some
thing can be, and is being done
about , it. The Federal Reserve
Board has raised rediscount
rates, making it harder for the
public to obtain loans. In the
stock market, credit has also
been tightened because of the
huge number of stock sales that
we have witnessed in the past
year. These and other steps, both
by government and private agen
cies, are attempting to make eco
nomic prosperity not insecure,
but safe and sound for the na
tion. Realizing these facts, I believe
we can more easily look into ?ur
Textbooks and" . . . forget all
else." -
John F. Hilserdt
Chit-Ghof, From
Tar Heel lo
Dum-de-dum
Rueben Leonard
THE DAILY Tar Heel office
was jam-packed yesteday after
noon. Freshman boys arid junior
girls sat, stood, and squatted
awaiting orders from managing
cdito Fred Powledge.
Between drags from his cigar
ette and sips ffom a jginnish look
ing bevtrage (which later proved
to be ginger ale), Powledge slow
ly but surely spewed information
and directions at the patiently
awating journalistic eager beavers.
AT AN order from Powledge,
several students would jump for
a t3Tewriter. There being a min
imun of typewriters in the room
resulted ift a number of hits and
misses. The missfers usually end
ing iip on the floor with the hit
ter sitting placidly at the type
writer pecking out a story.
The telephone rang for the
umpteenth time; Powledge an
swered it. "What do you mean,
do we have anyone working in
the office right now?" roared
Powledge, "We've got so many
people in here they are writing
on the walls.
THE SILVER lining among the
clouds of confusion in the DTH
office yesterday was the follow
ing story that alledgedly took
place in a central North Carolina
courtroom this summer1.
A young Negro girl from the
piedmont section found herself in
the motherly way without the
benefit of clergy. The result of
her findings was soon in the
shape of a pudgy little boy sit
ting on its mother's knee. After
listening to the advice of several
friends who had been in similar
circviiistances, the girl took the
a Hedged father of the child to
court.
The laws'er for the defendant
asked the judge to let him ques
tion the girl. The judge granted
permission and the lawyer start
ed the examination,
"Are you certain that you
know whom-the father of your
child is?" asked the attorney.
"Yassuh, I knows who he is,"
answered the girl.
"Would you please point him
out for the jury to see?" asked
the lawyer.
'Yassuh, I'll point hini out.
Thcah he is rat theah," said the
girl, "his name is Raymond. Dat's
him alrat."
"Well," said the lawyer, "If
you knew who the father of your
child was, why didn't you tell hira
as soon as you found that you
were going to have a baby?"
"I did, I did," expounded the
girl.
"And what did he say?" ques
tioned the attorney.
"He said, 'scuse me'," answered
the girl.
WIULE WE are on the subject
of witty retorts, Earl Wilson, who
usually publishes the ones Re
hears, really got one pulled on
him. It seems that Wilson had to
telephone Tallulah Bankhead to
get a verification on a bit of spic
ey news he had picked up. Karl
Wilson has a high piping voice
anyway and when he heard Tal
luah answer in her deep throaty
voice he asked, Talluah, has any
one ever mistaken you for a man
over the telephone?"
"No," answered Tallulah, "have
they you?"
DRAGNET'S VERSATILE Jack
Webb moved into the Carolina
Theater last night for a three day
stay. Webb not only plaj-s the
lead role, but also directs "Pete
Kelly's Blues." The mcfie has
taken a terrific beating from the
critics. Most reviews have said
that Peggy Lee and Ella Fitz
gerald are the only bright spots
in the movie.
Time and Newsweek magazines
jumped on Webb with both feet.
One of the mags said that the
funniest scene in the picture
wasn't supposed to be funny.
When Webb stands beside the
wooden Indian, "they ' claim not
to be able to figure out which
is the Indian.
Automation d An
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!OUcar ono unonnn
Frederick E. Pamp, Jr.
In The Harvard Business Revise
(Still questioning the purity of their y,r
the advocates of liberal arts education
theless glad to welcome spokesmen from JV
vvandgeinent info their camp. Frederick . f
Jr., Dksion Manager of Hie American y,
ment Association, a representative of laanc
feels that the executive of the future mv.n .
oh ground others liave not stepped o??, ar.,j
a brohd backgrond of liberal arts study s
requisite.)
The practice of management will be profo
affected by the rapidly approaching forces of;
rnation and statistical decision-making.
Many of the quantitative aspects of the
utive's job are going to recede into the innr.
a computer.
Thus, in one company, dozens of clerks u:
work laborious days on their slide rules to p
data for what were no more than calculated guc
oft top of which management built a whole pyr
of deliberate decisions. A computer can now
readings Of the whole spectrum of data at any
desired, give the relevant figures their p:
weights, and come up with production schedule
ders for materials and financial budgets to jr.
maximum efficiency of operation.
Straight-line extension of the norm that ha.;
the company this far will not necessarily uf;..
lead it in the future. Top management u
expect to pick its succession exactly in its c.vj
age and get away with it.
The first question a company must now a
its candidates for executive responsibility is:
can you do that a computer cant?"
CASE FOR MENTAL DISCIPLINE
On one point all authorities have agreed. :
row specialization is not enough; this is ai:
responsible for most of the present inabili!
middle-management executives to be censidere;
promotion.
Thus there has been a growing call for "brca
in educational preparation for managements
surprising degree of agreement of the need I
more noerai arts in coiiege.
Wider subject matter, more courses about n
things in the contemporary world, will give
student more breadth.
But it is also annarent that in a dav whrn
executive will be able to dial the electronic r
ence library and get all the facts about the sur
he wants, mere accretion of facts will not wr
his putting in the time to prepare merely to I
the facts. !
The call is for the ability to move with c
denct on unfamiliar ground. Tomorrow's exec,
must be able to move surely from policy to act;:
sitations that will be different from anything :
generation has experienced before. j
The study of the humanities of literature
and philosophy and of the critical terms that l
disciplines use to assess the world is start!"
more pertinent and practical than the "prae:
vocational preparation. j
AS A PRACTICAL HUMANIST
An executive must be able to interpret the
cial and political environment in which his
pany ouerates. One must be familiar with as n
of the growing body of knowledge of human j
havior as possible.
Clarence Randall president of Inland Steel, I
it thus: "The weakness of technical education ;
preparation for a business career . . . wlcn '
not balanced by participation in liberal disci?'
is that it leaves in the mind of the student the
pressjon that all problems are quantitative
that solution wilj appear as soon as all the;
have been collected and the correct mathenu
formula evolved. The mysteries of human beh;
from which come our most complex modern f
lems do not lend themselves to quantitative a'
sis." ;
What can humanities offer that is pertinr"
the executive's job? There is plenty of te.t.:'
that a common factor in executive succe-s i-!
ability to express oneself in language. !
Alfred A. Houghton, chairman of the boa'
Corning Glass, poses the problem bluntly:
"The executive does not deal with physical
ter. He deals exclusively with ideas and with:
He is a skilled and practical humanist."
The fullest kind of training for this at-n?y
-actually be given by the practice of roadie
nalyzing literature and art.
BUSINESS LEND SUPPORT
Without some awareness of the possibility
meaning in human life he is not equipped f "
central job of managing people. That awards
a direct function of the humanities.
Ralph Barton Perry says:
"A course on the documentary technic?
tribution, or the chemical technique of rector.
or the historical sources of style, or the adniir.
tion of museums, though given by a dep?rt:r,c
fine arts, is easily dehumanized; but he uho ;
instruction on Titian, Velasquez, or I-'ri' :
must risk the chance that his students will ice
enjoy Titian, Velasquez, or lie rubra ad t."
The procedures which now devote the p
executive's most imaginative years to air
ship to figures and techniques can i'C'"h:t"
changed to take advantage of the stinnilad
ination, the taste for general ideas with vh.c"
graduate emerges from college, without 1
advantages of buckling down to work and
a responsible job done.
The humanities in the college are now '
to put the pieces of the specialties back t v
again in order to make the integrated
management can best use.
If they get the sort of direct support a
given by Corning Glas-s Works, General M1'-1"
General Electric, as expressed in their sror
of the College English Association's conferee0'
in the research projected by that oiiiuiii1'"
disciplines can prove the most valuable
source available lor the miiaicmcnt vl W