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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,
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; 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
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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,
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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
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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-
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trist office or soaked through with
alcohol.
Ask these questions, "Who am
I" "What am. I doing here." and
act .-JARRELL.-