. ;: f ' - I look 'at oiieae tire . . Sans Rose-Colored Glasses By SANDY JARRELL -, Editor's Note: The following story, penned with sincerity by writer who refuses to look at college life through rose-colored glasses, .does not necessarily re flect the views of this newspa per. It does, however, represent ,the simple honesty of approach that all college publications seek to obtain. If someone looked at this Uni versity on a surface level, he would see just what the brochure propaganda -wanted him to see. : He'd see young virgin coeds and clean cut, religious young Caro lina "gentlemen." He'd see them going jovially to class with books and notes under arm, idealistically looking into the heavens with hopes and dreams. . Y-Court would be filled with these story book people talking about the struggles of college life in optomistic tones .... laugh ing wholesomely while sipping Cokes. ,.In the fall the leaves are beau tiful in their motley state, the girls are subtlly genuine in their crew-neck sweaters and tweed hand in hand they march through Kenan Woods with the sweet, clear air filling their lungs to the ex citing and sentimental sport of .football. At these games a Carolina "gen tlemen" is able to see young men like himself who are endowed with a superior athletic prowess, play this thrilling game and win or lose, the student body goes off, light of heart, to partake in supper sub sistence. Then perhaps they in dulge in a dance at the fraternity house or go to good old Graham Memorial, cataloged by University officials as an excellent place to take a date. .This, writer is not going any further with this tripe. Who be lieves all this nonsense Admin istration, parent, minister, out sider,, naiive newcomer, trustee? Can even any part of these groups believe the above farce? These next statements are not focused on UNC alone, but any university which is, in reality, an elite, little city, which has its good people and its bad people in turn. The good are not all good, nor the bad all bad, yet the city exists and survives without the rose-co- skirts; the young men are clean lored glasses which apparently And handsomely dressed in their look on this school-city and many expensive ivy-league suits . . . and other school-cities like it. Coeds: Do You Love Your Honor Council? Let's look, at facts first. That is, facts that can be found on record. How many suicides occur here annually? The suicide is usually hushed up as best it can be. Why? Are we in school here to run away from the facts of life? Why not face them, accept them, as real, be cause if they are ever to be mod ified then they must be looked at and swallowed, and not covered or ignored. Our Psychiatric Center is filled with students. The campus has a definite homosexual problem, the" new ABC store broke all records with $2200 a day for three weeks straight, and the drinking season isn't even here yet. The so called average Joe, the mythical Carolina "gentlemen" isn't talking optomistic. He's thinking in terms of World War III, 4-F envy, getting a grade with minimum study, loving and leav ing a coed. Live fast today be cause tomorrow might not come. This can all be very easily mis interpreted. I'm not condemning or condoning, just being honest and begging UNC to look at her self in a shiny mirror, no matter how dirty her face may be. You've got to look past the. bill board to see the advertisement, TK4gi UHC NEWSWEOESDAY, AUGUST 4, l?59u-xiACE CAMPOS, V ; Pulse -Beat Study xTo-Get-Her, It s Much Better I By ELOISE WALKER ' Editor's Note The following story , is a satire on the Wom en's Honor Council from a writ er who apparently feels the need of reform. Girlchildren, do you love the Honor Council? Do you know what they did for one of you the other night? They tried you before a jury of friendly, interested girls who all agreed 'benevolently that your offense was an accident. You have a right to this sort of thing. It is known as a fair trial and you are afforded the oppor tunity to plead guilty before a juicy jury of helpful women. And you get to tell them the circumstances of the accident, by NOW PLAYING raw1? Does Society Govern You? Think It Over Please look at yourself! This might very well be you. Seriously, are you a deterministic conform- I ist? Do you have to date every weekend, - do you have to dress in a certain way? Are you the calm, simple sheep 4.1 i. j ri. ii . j e 1 way of proving it was an accident j inai ortus Wlin ine suciai and showing them that yours is j demands? an irreproachable character. What ; This is to implore not to edi more could you ask for? I rorialize. Don't be this way. No Suppose they tried two girls for matter how easy il seems or re" thP a,mp rMpnt' All th cir-! gardless of how good you might cumstances are the same for both girls, but guess what? They go through the whole thing twice, once for tach girl. Yes, each girl gets a COMPLETE CHEWY TRIAL all to herself. think it is, don't follow all the time. Be yourself. You're as differ ent as your fingerprints so admit it and act it. The point is this. Most of us are That is really sporting of them. I planning a career, near or dis Two hours in that hot, wet room i tnt future. You're whole life will By, TIM STEVENS "Hey, Louie, how about you and me studying together on that his tory quiz? You've got great notes and well, you know, I missed a cou ple of classes. Whoever heard of starting class at 7:30 anyway?" "No, Pete, I Con't like to study that way, cause we always get sidetracked." "Look, Louie, you gotta help out the kid; I'm dead if you don't come through. I don't know nothing." "Well, you can borrow my notes about 11:00." "Notes, smotes, I . need you, you're a genius. I need a knowl edge transfusion." "Well, I'd like to help, but" "Just remember, Pete, who fixed you up with Mary Rose-sharp." "You did, but who stuck : me with Sally Glop, too?" "An accident. You wouldn't bold that against a guy, would you?" "All right, all right. Let's get started or we'll end up arguing all night. First let's start with the French Revolution." "Yeh, that was a crazy mad ball those cats really flipped." "Hold it, hold it, whoa, let's talk like a human. This is history, dead stuff a real cube, you gotta be serious." "Hey, Pete, what about this Marie Antoinette chick?" "Well, I'll tell you about her. I didn't read this in the text book, but I was reading "LEER" the other day and they had this story about her and this little filly was the wildest. She threw parties that were a real gas, man. In fact this article said she was playing bon gos in the paddy wagon and "flip ped the bird" to the chopper be fore she lost her head." "Man, I bet she was a cool "36" with blond hair all over and crazy blue eyes like a tiger." she kinda reminded ma Slink. Remember ..her,. "Yeh, of Suzy huh?' ' "Yeh, yeh, that's the night we got up with those, two inacMne-S and got blasted on that fifth . of Old Slug. And then we drove back, from Durham in reverse because you kep saying you were a back ward child." 'Yeh, I also remember J had a hangover so bad I thought I had. polio : and went up to the infir mary." ."Hey, Pete, what's the matter with you? We've forgotten all about our history exam." "Holy Smokes, you're right, Louie. All right now let's get down, to cold facts. Who was Marie An toinette?" "Marie who?" "Marie Antoinette." "I thought we were studying history." "We are." "Hell, she's that black-haired chick on 2nd Alderman I was tell ing you about yesterday. You know, the one who where yotl going?" : "Crazy, man, really crazy." , Free Flick Features Slap-Stick Comedians Has Exam Week got you down in the dumps? Are you at the end of your tether? Did you pass a kidney stone- this morning? Cheer up, friend, and trot over to Carroll Hall at eight o'clock Thursday night for two hours of shameless laughter. The Keystone Cops, Laurel and Hardy, Will Rodgers, and a host of other comedians (like they don't come anymore) are on hand in "The Golden Age of Comedy". It's free, too. GOkOff a, oa Luva THURSDAY FRIDAY "STARS IN MY CROWN" Starring JOEL McCREA JIM ARNESS for such a worthy purpose. They even have a jury to help them out, to give you the benefit of every doubt. If you plead guilty, the jury listens to your story any way. What grand girls! Just to make sure they even tell you you're innocent until proven guil ty. That's really taking care of your rights, girls. .The jury also can recommend your plans for the future. Do you revolve around this career, so don't gamble it. No matter what strata you come from, there are rules that are sup posed to be followed, not out of reason, but out of superstition and tradition. Think these rules out . . . follow them when necessary, break them when you have to. Conformity can kill you. and WEDNESDAY THURSDAY L TARAWA CI! HEAD mm SIUORSWWRIFS BANE VWCJ KANSTOCIfWtUJ BRADFORD M-LUAH $ SATURDAY ,-r7R0.'l C .". ': MmJ ClNMSOPfi I , Starring DON MURRAY DIANE VARSI leniency, of which there are three degrees: none, leniency and ex treme leniency. This is something they can really get their teeth into, j want your life to be in the routine of bridge clubs and social obliga tions of infinistestimal number or tied up in unecessary work, lodges, etc. These tilings are nice in their They can debate your circum stances carefully in order to de- i place, but when a conformist is cide this. They want to do the ' confronted with them, they be- right thing, you see. There is nothing like justice, j come overwhelming. They become I a "social crises." Do these things ' but let vour own mind rule the Imagine the care and considera-, pnd a!1 of vour existence. tion you would get if you really did something wrong, neglecting to sign out, for example. We owe the girls on Honor Coun cil a great debt, which we can re pay only in our prayers. They are true friends and helpers. May God bless,; Ibcic liUl-e, little souls. when you have to. Don't be afraid, person, not sick in Be a happy Break away the psychia- FRIDAY AN ALMOST uricnLinvADLS STORYI" Edmund O. Brown, OS AuuMwp mwii or wfMmt 4 Hi- J 1 '-ME. V " BETSY PALMER 1 jack ioo ftMHrr atwk)X - a fmufi. Mcn SATURDAY trist office or soaked through with alcohol. Ask these questions, "Who am I" "What am. I doing here." and act .-JARRELL.-