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C7C ;.c3 ;. . Uli: JcTUESpAY, MAY 12, 195? TAGf TWO THI DAILY TAR HEEL McGill & Ashmore One tiling w.is .lpp.ucnt .ilout the award ing l tin Tuliti'i Tiics last week. I lu w.is the set nnd car in a row that one nl the uih outstanding journalists was titoi loi his (ouiaeous stand in favor of I - and onli i and the Supreme Court., In houoi 1114 Ralph M.'Cill. outstanding fdi:n the Atlanta Constitution, the board at ( 'oluinlra I'niwMsity h.'s once aain lenv twiat(d iis iniKi'iii lor the rights of all pfuplc. I In- same was true when Harry Ash mow l the iLuisas (iaette was chosen last rai .i his one-m urstand against Governor I aulms. Y aie pleased with the selection of ihiv nu n. and hope that in the future, Pulit ( i l'i ies will i mitinue to he awarded to men ol sin ' i hi.;h i ilihei and fine ideals. For, as ilic-r two nu n hae i ontimi.tlly pointed out, puhlii (dixatiou n all is something which iniixt ti.uiMcnd the gap between the races. Death -A Spade And A Shovel last Ihuisihs night Donald Quarles, the I)rput Virt.it ol Delense, died in his sleep. Un the I blowing day Neil Mcl.hoy, tin Vut.ti of Delense. took to television to imu- the uojuiied statement. . 1 oi ihue and a hill minutes McF.hoy MimiMrd liom one euphemism to the next, Imt.txt 1 with this magniliient and classic hue: 'We . le all just as sorry as we can be that Poo Oiuiles tailed to wake up this morning altei his night's test." f ailed to wale up. indeed! Donald Quailcs is Dl D. ou pimple Republican business nun jetk. Tiaditioiially. this country has worshipped south and igrr and "piogiess." while at the same tune pietending tint old-age, infirmity and death aie the end lesults of other sorie tirv not ouis. I'.nt sutely Neil McElroy's (ommeut is the ultimate debasement of the diuuitv and meaning and splendor of Dl A I II. ; Now this newspaper has a long and con sistent iei oid ol mourning the death of all men. All deaths ate unique ami. at the same time, eoiiil. Were Nikita Kruchshev to fall oer in his n.uks tomonow we would mourn liim lot wJmi he was, and wasn't. In the same spiiif. we mourn the DEATH of Don aid Oiinfes. And while it is probably per missible lot Neil McF.lroy to assist in the hati beting ol this ionium preparedness pnr gi.uu. it is not peimissablc for him to deprive i human being named Donald Quailcs of his linil diunits. fust to keep the moid straight Donald Qu.uh-s is the ery same man who was rc- t nt Is tagged. "Mi. Missile Cap," by the syn daand loluuinist Joseph Alsop. Vc mourn Donald Ouailes ;s a man, not as a good pulr Ik srnaiit. And when the missile gap finally rsentuues in the destruction of these United Mates, we tan just hear Quarles and Neil Mil boy explaining to Saint Peter how it all happened: " I he I'nited States isn't dead it pist failed to wake up this moining." I.eat jM.it Allen Cinsbeig once wrote: Ameiiia. when will you learn to look at soiiisell tluough the grave." We say: America, when will you get a man who is not .di.tid to call a spade a shovel? - r.n.Y. rh official gtudf it publication tT the Publication Hoard of the Univcrilfy of North Carolina, -iherw It U published daily Mcept Monday and examination perMi ind summer term. Eutmd ai iccond cl matter la the pet olfice In Chapel Hill. N C. unJrr the act of March 8 JHVO Subscription ratei: per ae ir.fster, $H.50 pf The Dally Tar Heel l printH by the Newi Inc., Carrboro, N. C. I Nile i A C.f Vnlvrr.tly if ,. ' , , 'j Norih i'rfroli' I thif,S f.fil . I lit January - Alitor DAVIS B. YOUNG Associate Editor 7ZZZ FRANK CROWTHER Managing Iiitors7 CHUCK ROSS RON SHUMATE Fusines Manager .. WALKER BLANTON Advertising Manager FRED KATZIN Nws Editor ANN FRYE Harper's Bizarre Open Letter To A Senior: This, the catharsis. Think not you tread on virgin ground. Yet no ground as this is holy, pounded flat by feet of years the tramp of time's people across the great land, the sea and lands, unbroken in their lines with shoulders bowed under just shorn loads too much. On this spot, ages long before this spot was named, ages since that day first this spot was known, stood the fathers, eyes back-cast in speechless wonder, knowing on ly hills and unseen pitfalls; mucky, miry work amid the waste and ruin: others not to stand upon this spot. There is room. There is room for all who would, yet many fail; the roll re mains uncalled as all who now are here look back above the heads of others writhing there and think, "Bad. Bad." not seeing truth, but saddened over supersti tions pai4: past in words "the wind bodes ill; take care today ami always "never can you say to me 'turn back' more, now I am gone "woe betide those certain new whose lot it is to woe, to rue this day forever "this, too much; no more can I bear "no more could I bear, yet now I bear more; again this turn will come "fall now, or never fall. This spot, no more near but firm beneath the foot of him who tramp ed a path among the muck and ruin; him whose foot a trail blazed, unknowing, amid the waste and mire. Unknowing foot, trail-blazer, with eyes blind to other than your cwn; unknowing and le.s to care, now upon this hallowed spot; look tack, think only, "Bad. Bad." J. Harper Review Editor "Some Of Yon Still Seem To Have The Old-Fashioned Idea That We're Supposed To Deliver The Mail" past office: PEPARTMEN l ANTHONY WOLFF Asst. Adv. Manager Circulation Manager il i ijh -.kt -fATr: i if E -I'.JiM n ! f j i'c ' i 'r i " j Quiet and Peaceful Losing My Identity : ? My Beloved You are my beloved, and I am your equal Come and live In my tent for I have no palace Fly with me, if you wish, to unknown land k Come to my tent my beloved for the wine long for the touch of our Hps The glass is empty, the music is wild. And nothing is worse than an empty glass, and wild music. Ride with me, my beloved, for the wings of love are broken. Deflre without love, glass with out wine, world without people! What an unfortunate life? Come to my hut, o my beloved, for my heart is full of love. Come and share with me the wine, the love, and the dream. You are my better dream. You dwell in the midst of my thoughts. Come to me, my beloved, for your w orld is mine, and your love is mine. Come into my tent, and live and love forever, for love un mixed by doubt is the highest meaning of love. Come and fill my cup for my lips are getting dry. Come and play my music for my hands are getting weary. The time has come for the wine, music, and love. It's an advantage that we should drink wine, play music, and love Our advantages are very small Come. Into my tent, and enter my heart, for this Is all very ravishing. , AWNI HAMAD Gentlemen: May I claim your attention for a short while? I am a quiet soul, peaceful, and inclined to re frain from petty controversy, particularly from trumped-up controversy. But there is part of me which wants to make itself known. It wants to make the world aware of me. Having found that it is difficult to make the World as a Whole, the Public at Large, aware of me as I am, or in a way that does not prick my self-respect, I am reluctant to follow up these sudden urges, and when I do make this sort of blind self-assertion, it is jerky and un graceful. However, I find myself in a position where my total being is threatened. It is a complex situation; it boils down to this: I must embody my person ality in some action which will establish its identity. No not an action, this epistle is a creation I will embody my personality, or the relevant facets, in a concrete form. This will be clear for all to sec, yet it will not have the negative aspects which an aggressive act has. A few wacts: I live at the Coop house; I came to two or three Spectrum meetings; I submitted some attempts at poetry which were, as I had ex pected, not accepted. (You accuse me of "sour grapes?" Hah. Se how I manipulat and therefore destroy your personalities, with a simple suggestion, you aggressive ones.) This should make what follows quiet clear. Last night, while walking home, I was frightened by a tree. An ordinary tree suddenly became an entity, something like a flower. Leaves, sticks, branches, and trunk merged into, or exhaled, a sudden entity: a Tree, thickly green against the black sky. I closed my eyes; it remained, on opening them again. Against the black sky this solid tree became itself positive, undeniable. An inanimate object did this! I was threatened; I felt frail and flimsy; it towered over me to deny me and sweep me away. Yes, I have been disturbed. And I am afraid that I will be swept along like a mere object, hence losing my identity unless I assert myself, and force my quiet soul to shout, for once, and illuminate it self as a real live object, not a flimsy piece of gauze to be blown aside. As the tree pushes itself forth against the black syk, refusing to bend to my will, so I am pushing forth this letter. Just this once, and it will be done. And I may resume my quiet repose. Beatniks! Gentlemen. So much to-do over t group of pretentious people who cannot possibly be the people they say they are! Let me explain. Although I am not an expert on 16 Million Additional There is some feeling that the Appropriations Committee chair men will come up soon with sug gestions on where to put the ad ditional $16,000,008 in revenue which it is estimated now will be available during the coming bien nium. The answer to that question is easy: Just put that $16,000,000 plus whatever else is needed to do the mob into the educational sys tem of North Carolina. We cannot afford to cut our ed ucation to fit the amount of money which might be available without increasing taxes. We must provide adequately for education, then do uhat is necessary lo get the mon ey. And, in providing for educa tion, we must do so all the way from the first grade through the highest levels of graduate study in our University system. The same rule must apply to the other state services, such as hos pitals, welfare, pay for all state employees. North Carolina is on the move forward. It must not do now any thing which would put it into re verie. Raleigh Times the subject, I am acquainted (rather intimately, in fact) with several people who are undoubtedly called "beat" by some, and who are themselves acquainted with such an expert. From these people, and from the publicity in general, I have gotten the following vague ideas. Principally, a "beat" person has withdrawn from the world because it is full of injustice, pain, atom bombs, emotions and frustrations. This, in itself, is an assertion of the self against these uncomfor table facts, but it is the assertion of the suicide. It is the last one they ever make. They retire to an obscure non-existence in New York, California, or Denver, and go to parties where one sits and con templates the mystic syllable POT. They resign from the nasty world. Then how can these people write novels? or poems? or worse yet, manifestoes? This sort of thing is the utmost commitment one can make! Here one creates fully a world. Here one is free from industrial wastes befouling the perfume of Spring. Here one embodies one's consciousness in concrete form. How involved in the World can one get? My only solution is that the often-bored Public has deceived itself for a moment's diversion and has paid someone to play the buffoon or circus freak. Here is the heart of the matter: deception and negation of the self. One who allows himself to be swept along by the Public whim, a hollow, shifting wind one who does this is destroying his own personality, his own existence as a conscious being. He becomes non-existent, which is becoming nothing, which is Not-Becoming. He ceases to exist, and is replaced by an Approximation of Public Taste in Buffoonery. And the Public, or rather, not the Pub lic, but the individual reader, negates his own per sonality by making something out of nothing just to satisfy his schoolboy's dirty mind. "How strange and perverted these people are. How much more sinful even than Hollywood or old-fashioned Bohem- ianism! Scandalous!" There now, it is out. I had planned to rant and rave and fully vent my spleen but I am .little spleenful. My gesture is made; it contains the proper essence. Let those who understand read; let me retire to my quiet existence. I go in peace; let no one feel attacked I am not antagonistic. An tagonism would be a surrender of my independence to a petty irritation. I have asserted myself and established my identity. Let those notice who will, and those despise who . . .(?) will. I will not be swept along. John R. Hodgkins Darwin SOCIAL DARWINISM IN AMERI CAN THOUGHT. By Richard Hof stadter. 248 pp. New York: George Braziller, Inc. $4. Although it's validity was denied in the Scopes Trial, Charles Dar win's evolutionary theory has had great influence in American thought ever since it was published in The Origin Of Th Species one hundred years ago this year. Darwin's theory was one which, like Copernicus', transcended its scientific tradition and became a seminal idea for modern society-at-large. Such concepts as sur vival of the fittest, evolution, and natural selection however they may have been qualified by Freud and modern philosophy are still words to conjure with in American social thought today. In this complete revision of the book he published in 1944, Profess or Hofstadter of Columbia traces the American social thought which bears the stamp, and often the terminology, of Darwin's work. Dewey, Veblem, Kropotkin, Her bert Spencer, and others are dis cussed and compared. Spectrum Type Poetry Editor: Having been away from the "Southern Part of Heaven" over the weekend, I have only today caught up on my reading of the DTH for this past Saturday. There on the "editorial" page I found what I must in all generosity cred it with being a letter to the edi tor.. It was written by one Park er Hodges (I assume there is only one) and in part, was directly pointed at my opinion of Spe.ctrum type poetry. This is to inform you that I would like to reply to Mr. Hodges, but I still haven't figured out what he said. Would you see that he is enrolled in some good remedial English class and ask him to try again in six months or so? AI Alexander a X u CO !SagZl i'm cuff rvwfiN (JPAPRETTVGOOW COLLECTION OF DISHES.. .A UIATP& rwi A SlJPPSn bNACK DISH. AND OVER MERE IS MY) (FAVORITjy 7 A SPECIAL PLATE FOR TWENTY-SIX-INCH PZZA C Asst. News Kditor ED RINER Sports Kditor ZT lLlTotF COOPER Letter Editor: a Feature Kditor MARY ALICE KOWLETTE LEE ARBOGAST BOB WALKER Subscription Manager Night Editor AVERY THOMAS GARY GREER What frenzy has of late possessed the brain. CO Though few can write, yet fewer can refrain. , A Poetry Lover 1 AN'fWg AAOfW WAS PA55!N'fWg f IM& CP PAY WITH BEAUREGARD WMesi H HAUucP OPP AN HYPNOTIZE INTO A - r CATeRPlGGieT YOU'P 02 -6US!PSIS6P WHAT KINP OP OAK kinpa EGQ'CORNS. U5UAL PONTTHsY? 'OOGf ) - 1 IN - - J. II X MOTHS' MOTHS DO TW ITAIKJ'T AJ.L BC A AAOTW. WHAT niS flAPA ANiMAUWAsnar !t wasa xaus thought euphants .PbLirnAftl. JTs WTHM VISZECTIOM. " ' ' ' 1 V M 4 11 II ( WHICH WAY iSTHgyGOlNW I Nf l-nr I m w -m ii. Mm a O Q O View & Preview Harry Kirschner THE SILENT LANGUAGE by Edward T. Hall. Ne York: Doubleday & Co. $3.95. The concept of culture, as it is used in anthro pology, is a difficult one to grasp. Once it is grasp ed, moreover, it is even more difficult to define in such a way so that its dynamic aspects are express ed. I have heard culture presented simply as being patterns of learned behavior. It is certainly this, but only if ; behavior is defined as meaning thought (on both the conscious and subconscious levels of the mind) as well as action. And then the full meaning of culture is only brought out in the mo?t abstract sense so that one does not get the under standing of it from the definition. A culture is the way of life of a group of pro pie, and people exist on many levels of being at one and the same time, levels which are commonly thought of as being aspects of "human nature.;' The levels are so ingrained in any person that it is difficult for him to sit dow?n and analyze them If and when he does so he finds that in his analysis he needs to utilize insightful learning and empathy, or emotional learning, as well as intellectual learn ing. Then the question immediately arises a to how one can express in a series of words that which took learning by "feeling" to understand so that the reader will realize the fully intended meaning The question is a difficult one, and I don't think that as yet anyone has met it with complete sucif-. Hall has presented in THE SILENT LANGUAGE his approach to the problem of defining culture for both the layman and the anthropologist. As the rector of the State Department's Point Four Train ing Program he faces the problem of presenting th concept of culture to people who are not necessarily interested in theorizing on culture of and for itself, but who need to know how to get along positively with the people of the culture to which they ar being sent. As such they are naturally not A-illin to take the time that an anthropologist takes in his approach to understanding people who have differ ent theories of life than our own. So Hall has written a work which is center? on the difficulties which can arise between inter acting cultures because of mutual misunderstanding. He is primarily interested in communication, a; the title implies. In this way his book differs in approach, but n:t in basic meaning, from those of most other an thropologists. It is, in my opinion, a quite valid and timeiy approach. He gives insight into why in our nation's dealings with other countries we seem t end up all too frequently either on the short en1 with those to whom we are antagonistic or a? a frosty distance with those who were once our friends. While doing so, he points out that howevf much it may be useful for us to understand th concept of culture and utilize it, there is a tendenf.;' to resist such knowledge altogether. As Yip tt. "Most of our difficulties (in international relations' stem from our own ignorance. Honest and sincere men in the field continue to fail to gra? the true significance of the fact that culture controls be havior in deep and persisting ways, many of which are outside of awareness and therefore beyond con scious control of the individual. When the anthro pologist stresses this point he is usually ignored, for he is challenging the deepest popular American beliefs about ourselves as well as foreigners. He leads people to see things they might not want to see." At this time talk of war is in the air. and w are preparing to meet the Russians across the tab!?. It always bothers us when we confront the Russians in this way because any successes which we hav? had resulting from such talks have been notably few. It would seem that no matter how much we may resist knowing others, and therefore ourselves, in ways in which we are not accustomed the pratic al thing (and Americans pride themselves on being "pratical" would be to have a real understanding of the Russians in order to deal with them effec tively. Little is known about the Russian pattens partly because the Soviet Union is careful to be se cretive, but Hall mentions one point which is quit? relevant: "Our pattern cajls for the fixing of the agenda informally beforehand. We do not, as whole, feel too comfortable trying to operate in a semi-public situation, hammering out an agend:- the way the Russians do. We prefer to assume that both parties want to talk about the subject, other wise they wouldn't be there; and that they ar? sufficiently involved in the topic to make it worth their while. With the Russians there is some indi cation that, while this is true, negotiation over the separate points of the agenda signals to the other side how the opponent is going to react during th? actual conference. Softness on our part in early negotiation, because we do not technically fix th3 agenda but agree informally about what should b taken up, is often interpreted as weakness Or if may give the impression that we are going to give in on certain points when we aren't i.t all And so, while both we and the Rus1' ?r hoping to communicate effectively at the conference, communication has already broken down. , Hall also brings up a new concept in defining culture. While most definitions in the past hav included a two-level concept of implicit and ex plicit culture, Hall and George Trager have worked cut a three level concept which is broken down into informal, formal (corresponding to implicit and explicit), and technical. I have found this very in teresting, and most usefull in dealing with an an alysis of our own culture. I do not believe, however, that this concept should be taken as the last word on culture. As 1 tried to make clear at the begining, the analysis, is not done overnight (if it is ever completed), and writing about it is difficult in terms of understand ing. Hall has done a good job. He leads the reader with a writing style that is clear and smooth, and
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