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PAGE TWO THE bAlLY TAR HEEL SATURDAY, FEBRUARY 6, 1?) Editor's Corner David Grigg And Grades r w.uiltl 1 1 k i- in i.iLc jhis (tj)jomiiiii i i i-i .1 1 n i.i u- Si iidi nt 'm- President l).inl Idi din. lining ilu- .iliiinst im- l'.nil ol ,iv i.i-r ( sii.ii-lu A s. V do un (K inI. ikI llmtiji th.it (.li-.; slipped ii) in oik "tiw .iiul -ui .in iiiiiniv I Ii.ii' wh.it a I. w 1 1 ki i u I ..n i ii s j II (1,, ji m ii. In i ;imm ns. (.u- l.itcsi .uliirxi- iiiiiii i Hue !n(!i i (citiinh wmtln c "!ilMi 111 . I)!) !r n;iu- (Allrl'ic, lll.lllN iihIiiiIn iii mil ni(iiioi luw iiiic tn their .it .ii In ii i i .i ( s I n t ,u;r i tune spent n c nu i i tii ii i ; i: ha. I tw i-.n s .i-o t line .in I dimi i i tins p.ij it who in. nil- Phi In I.I klpp.l .1 lew W(tk Ik IoU' Ill-ill' t ill I ll iinl ihni lluiikrd oiii ol sthool liw weeks 'hu t.ikiii; ollin. 11'iU' .in- otheis too: .1 I.nl I .ii ll(l ( i!i;oi .iihi . student -oi-;n- ni'iii olthii who onl ).iv(! six 1 1 miis in our v iiKAid. 1 1 it- editor who llunkrd (('l tolIlM 111 W Is t.lkill- dill' to l'(l'Ssil' ( I. Ins ( lllv ( )l I I hi' I III ( .INC ol Doll- Ioc. .- ihfti-'i .ilhletu. siill sinii;.i-. I hcic li.ixr I n ( II Mt.iiix . .i;id In-; c v ill I c nioi c. (I 14; is lli'.is hi o.t-is iii the sihol.ist ic dtscii. -i.ijihu .ioo! t I1.1t the liist dul ol .1 student iN io k(t !iin .u .idi mil .i ei .i'c .is hi-li .in jioN.iliU-. II iiii (.111 mix with p.n l.ui.itioii in cii, 1 ( 111 1 i( ill. ir .Kliities ou . If .ill till I K't ! I I . )ni wholihentcd ( 01141 .it 11l.1t ions to 1 . I V 1(1 dll;4 lot one ( I (In- iiionI otllst. Hiding .11 1 ( iuit!iNlimeu; n oi : he e.11 . More Issues Ic;yi dk'NN o oui peisou.il polili(.d pu judici's. cn ,i!i it .ind .isitile ic.idei should lollow the loi I Ik 'iiiin de elopnii'iits in Ninth ( .11 1 1 ii.i politic with the -le.itcst ol iiileusi. In the i.ne !n (ioxernor ol the l .u I leel st. Hi- we see two distantly dillcient per sonalities in John 1 ..11 kins and I i'i i S.in lold. I he V m ti ii'i is the elei.ill North C..n lin.i pt'liiK 1. 111 .ind le.idu who Ii.in piohr.lilv h.id .is nun Ii cxp'. iiciuc .iloii'4 these lines as am 111. mi who iei 0. 14 1 1 1 the stall's most o(lid poNt. S.iiih')(!. on the oilier hand, is the Miiiihlul I iwu'i I10111 down e.ist who liist ( . me to pi 1 iiiiiu in e as the man who inatl aed the late . Kelt Sott's ii((esslul hid h n a seal 111 l he 1 . .Y eii,ile. In the laic loi the Senate seat, we hae a ( Ihm e lictwcui iiu uiuheiit P. I.eielt Jordon, a ll'i.l-es appointee lollowiuu the death ol S e n .1 t o 1 V ih!. Joidoii has in vei Indole inn hu olliit. and this Iiin) test ol his slun-lh wilh the people l the st. :e is now 01 iuu lni him. It's also now or neei loi his opponent Addison Hewlett, the lnnct peakei l life Noith Caioliiia State Asseni hh. Hewlett. Ion; niuu'icd to he in the 1,11c hu IfOMinoi, siiddeiiK diopprd out ol that ioiiUnI .ind ptvt as MiddenU .1111101111 id as a ( andidate Im the I '. S. Senate. And so -1 nt It iiK ii that's the lineup: I .. kins n. San Im d t n don n. I lew h i l Now ih. 11 the I. nil. r,e ol aiiiiouiK eiuents in oti. let's -ft down to moie issues and U"s pl.it it 1 1 1 If s. Be My Valentine 1. Th nation is at wr. 2. Tht nation i losing th war. badly. 3. Th nation mutl eif vtly prtsHr ffert. The ornttal student publication of the Publication 3oard of the University of North Carolina where it It pubti?hei d aily except Mi(nda. aai examination periods ind summer tt-rms. Entered as second class matter in tho post office in Chapel Hill, N. C. under the act of March 3. 1870. Subscription rates: 4 00 per se .nestcr, $7.00 per fear. The Daily Tar Heel is printed by the Nevs Inc., Carrboro, N. C. ""-itor "7. (! vt (hV-iivC - J4titrv DAVIS B. YOUNG Assistant I'M it or RON SHUMATE .News IMitors DEE DANIELS EDWARD NEAL RINElt Associate Editor IMiturial Asst. ... Man;i::iii'' Editors FRANK CROWTHER M'LOU REDDEN LARRY SMITH JONATHAN YARDLEY Business Manager WALKER BLANTON Sports Editor ELLIOTT COOPER Asst. Sports Editor Feature Editor C. J. UNDERWOOD ... MARY ALICE ROWLETTF A New Beginning Returning to classes after sev eral days glorious inactivity is never a pleasant experience. In imitably, there are those energe tic ie.v who are champing at the bit in eager anticipation, but the general, good. old. wishy-washy, run ol the mi'l Carolina student chafes at the idea ol reentering the harness. The fir day of classes is usual ly a morbid. ee:U. or would it be be.ter referred to as a socio -psychological Siiuly in reluctance ai.d indecision. Suident.s swarm the campus at eight a.m.. truJging ies,lu:e!y toward their appointed places of intellectual eadearor. some shiveruig with co'.d. 'otlurs wilh lean, and a number dully unaware ol climate. 'This latter group is still hung oer Irom k.st night's ice cream patty.' Approaching a classroom area, particularly in the vicinity 0! Ja freshman course presentation, one detects a buildup in the number of those loitering outside, chatting wilh acquaintances, glancing ner vously at watches and hoping ..e tperatcly that they can devise a plan for avoiding the liist elus meeting. A few traitors sidle .slyly off to breakfast, using the celebrated hunger-pain routine to cop out. The rest hover about, undecided. At last a wedge 01 zeolots (ap proaches the door, followed in half-hearted manner by the maud lin multitude. The group spreads raggedly over the classroom, set tling over the furniture like a dark and angry cloud. Male members of the class slump into their characteristic relaxed pose, one foot over the arm "of the chair and chin in hand, and tall to dismal contemplation of the great problems of life . To wit: wonder how hard this prof. . will be? Can I eat lor HO cents today; I need the rest of my loot to buy a lift In 'edition of Shakes peare, no doubt'; I wonder if that coed will; who shall I date tomor row nigtu; damn, but I'm s.eepy. Coeds struggle from the:r uni form coats, of which there :re two types, tield and junior grades. The junior grade is a dung colored attair, belted in the oack and lad ing straight from the shoulders. 1 Tradition sta.es that Gre;a Gar bo used to wear one-hence the trend'; the field grade is of lig.it windbrcaker material with a stun ning fur collar. It is suspected that thi.i coal is a renovated Lon don Smog design with a 'o:s.;um collar appended. All hands wear dingy whi'e athle tic soeks and badly scuffed load ers. Seniority, it is rumored, stems from the degree of iLi cpua'alc ness. There is. fortunately, some degree of difference in I he hair styles, this item supplying iiie one means of identifying coeds al a distance or from behind. Con formity is a wonderful thin.;, but, in the words of an old sage, "enough is too much." About this time the ' professor bounds in, not walking in the con ventional manner, but ga'.loping like a great bull. Feverishly serii) bling his name upon the bick board, he announces plethorically that attendance is required unless excused, excuses to be issued on ly in ease of dire need. ie. imor ment, paralysis of lower limbs, insanity, or oversleeping.' Hav ing promulgated thi& . message oi import, he proceeds to rega'e all present with an account of the various vicissitudes in the text, which costs, by the way, a mere $17. .V). By this time all heads i.re nodding and eyes closed, except for those of one ingenious indiv idual, who has thoughtfully painted an eyeball on each eyelid and who, with head upon list, dozes bliss fully, while the perfidious ee; siaie straight ahead. finally the period ends, the pro fessor exists, gieeiully and ine class memlx;rs exl duiij, bl'i kii.g in tl bright sunlight and wishing it were evening. Gradually, tilings look brighter, for lunch time is hard by, mere's always the mail to anticipate, and eening's acti vities at the Pattio should prove edifying. Anyway, college life isn't half bad-certainly beder than working or carrying an idiot stkk. The beh in South building tolls and the campus empties as though by magic. An occasional lal--goer puffs manfully up the stet,s ol Murphy or Carroll, but no other life abounds, save the sgdirret and Silvia, who sits in the sun and scratches a particularly annoying flea. A leaf blows across the walk, clicking against the brick, the drone of a lecturer tillers soperi lically through the atmosphere, and the spring semester gels un der wav. 1 t d 1 ' . . INikila Make Your Probable Missile Production And Performance Known To Us . . ! !" m IFV . II erspectives by lardley Jonathan Yardley The Middle East, which has been a land of turmoil and terror for as long as n;ost of us have been alive, continues to seethe and boil. In the last few days an Arab-Israeli dispute near the Syrian border has erupted into a sort of undeclared war. and Associated Tress news analysts arc now predicting a revolt in Iraq, where an educated 15 per cent of the population, dominated by Commun ist support, is being dial terrorized population. en-ed by the suppressed, The chance of any sort of amicable settlement of Middle Eastern border disputes in the near fu ture is less than slim. This arid, (iii rich area, cradled between Communist Europe and neo-Eascist Egypt, is a polyglot of peoples, creeds and tradit ions. Perhaps the strongest of these traditions is that of the Jewish people. The English-speaking world has become inti mately familiar with the problems ol the Jewish people in the last few months. Leon Uris's gigantic novel EXODUS told the story of the beginnings of the Israeli state to millions. Though it is a badly written, often dull book, its conviction and its sincerity remain with the reader long after the intricacies of plot, romance and battle skirm ishes have left his mind. And in Germanv, ant scattered spots acros.i the world, militiant minori ties have brought to mind the tyrannies of Nazism with its swastikas, flaming crosses, and gas cham bers. The plight of tho Jew ish people is I lie plight of the ages, of the legendary Wandering J-w. of the nation without a country. Until the establishment of the Jewish state in the forties this people, num bering in the millions, had been forced to wander the earth, separated from each other, torn from the land they believed was. by historical rights, theirs. m The long, agonizing fight that led to lsi not over. David Ben Gurion. Israeli Prime Mini told a labor convention in Tel Aviv that "during the next decade we are liable to face a grave and perhaps decisive military tests.'' The fight has only begun, and it has only begun because of the very nature of the middle East. The Arab peoples, themselves torn bitterly by internal strife, have felt since the first day the Jews entered Palestine that the land was theirs. And now they are en couraged by men. Nassers and Kassems, who harp upon Arab supremacy and the "need" for a United Arab bloc, a bloc which does not see the "need" for a Jewish homeland. The Arabs are not the only guilty party in this long term war of steeled nerves. The Israelis have been party to self-righteousness, self-pity and clever trickery in order to gain their objective. They have, however, shown themselves as a united people, united in a desire to gain a homeland and an identification with the land. America is a na tion which traditionally has been deeply bound to the land, and Americans should understand this aspect of the Jewish problem more readily than the rest of the world. Perhaps this understanding has been reached, for it has been; in the past and in the present, the American people who again and again have responded to the supplications of Israel. The next few months may well determine the fate of Israel. Border line disputes, United Nations ultimatums and top level conferences will combine- ' to spell the victory or the defaat of the Jewish people. It may be one of the most important bat tles in' the history of mankind, because it will de monstrate to all the world whether or not man really believes he is his brother's keeper. It i particularly important to the people of America, because in many ways it is a re-enactment of the ; battle we fought to gain our independence. -There .div uic i-ieiseciueu, me nomeiess, the torn. We once, and should find it our moral duty to lend a helping hand. -. 1 Readers u Repository , P. W. Carlton Dear Sir: The rather extreme pro-labor position taken by the Daily Tar Heel on certain issues has become increasingly apparent. This po licy of slander of the private in dustrialist reached its culmination in the issue of January 14, when in the "Editor's Corner" Davis B. Young piously condemned Presi dent John D. Cooper of the Harriett-Henderson Mills for "the most vicious and uncalled for un ioti busting we have ever seen." In this euuorial Mr. Young makes some statements which teem to me amazing when we 1, insider the social system under wh.ch we supposedly live. He cri ticizes, at leasi by implication, the conviction of Boyd Payton and diaries Auslanuer tor conspiracy to dynamite a suostaiion. He claims that the judge in the case was one who "nas conunually dealt one severe legal blow auer another to ihe strikers." Is Mr. oung aware that we have laws in this country against dynamiting and, for that matter, other violent means of sabotage)? If some memoer of the U.NC student body were caught in a conspiracy to dynamite that most holy of s. nines, Graham Memorial, 1 have serious aoubts that Mr. Young would take such a tolerant view 01 law and us cmorcement as he does in the case ot Payton and Auslan (tcr. Ihe implications of Mr. oungs doctrine are far-reaching; now are we to determine who is a justified and who is an un justified dynamiter? Mr. oung aio leaves serious doubts in this editorial regarding his position on the very nature ot free enterprise itself. He violent ly condemns Mr. Cooper for im porting "scabs" to keep his plant going. Pray tell me what right anyone has to deny Mr. Cooper the right to hire and fire whom over he psoases. If we were under a syndicalistic syslem, where the plant would be owned, at least in theory, by the workers, Mr. Young would have a point. We, however, make at least a" pretense of hav ing a capitalistic system. Yet Mr. Young denies Mr. Cooper the right to produce his goods in the man ner which seemed best to him, which is a fundamental tenet of capitalism. The result of the hiring of "scabs" according to Mr. Young, was "local bitterness of almost unbelievable intensity." What does this prove? It merely proves that ihe strikers did not want to work and as much re sented anyone else who did want to hold a job. Thus we had the violence which Mr. Young finds so very excusable, as mentio-ed above. ... .. jwere those people lister, ""historical and moral In conclusion. I do not claim the omnipotence of management. La bor has its rights; but it also has obligations, and it is on this point that Mr. Young seems to me to have gone astray. Labor certain ly has the right to strike for bet ter conditions; at the same time, tnere should be sufficient risk in volved in tTie striking 1 namely, the possibility of losing one's job to another - a "scab," as Mr. Young puts it! to make labor ponder seriously before commenc ing such action. Management is the truly productive element of our population; yet our present tendency is to penalize and punish their initiative and resourceful ness. I do not say that manage ment has rights superior to those of labor; I do say, Mr. Young to the contrary, that management has rights equal to those of labor. Yours very sincerely, James R. Hogfood Jazz ' tirjrfMirf .rffmr-iriiiiw mnA mn LOUIS ARMSTRONG . . . not since 1950 z fCKO CUT IkL. FtfVALs J y I 'aa An ivanj ml ia.s . u,s a 1 il BA3J5. J anu,COc, I V mm 1 JT5 I U r I cAA0wrr) N 5I r -r rJ -, . II 1 CO ' (- ..I kirtrt iN in: LOOSLD ARE i'M GOING TO 6EMD Mi5 QTAMR A UkDDiNG PRESENT, 1jCLL,THAT5 VERVTrtOl'cHTri'L OF YOU, L1NUS....10HAT ASE 3 ') i-j-.CTw-.-i (A BOX OF 65 e&LS:) CTfl I I Ui 1 n I And Talk Gary A. Soucie Jazz is still spelled with just four letters, but it is an awfully big word these days. In the sixty odd years since its humble origins, jazz has swung along a great and brawling road right into its own as an art form. It is one of A merica's only na tive art forms, skyscraper archi tecture being the other. It is true that the sound tracked motion picture was born here, but this country is one of the few in which this medium can not be argued as an art form. There are excep tions, of course, and I for one hope that the ex ceptions soon be come the rule. Like any ot her art form jazz has had its pioneers and innovators, some of them destined to be among its all-time greats. Jazz fans of this generation will have the sad, sad honor of witnessing the death of just about every major pioneer in jazz, both traditional and modern. In the five years since I have been an avid jazz fan, a whole host of jazz greats have died: W. C. Handy, Sidney Bechet, Baby Dodds, Hot Lips Page, Art Tatum, Lester Young, Billie Holiday, Walter Page, Frank Trumbauer the Dorseys, and even young modernists like Serge Chaloff and Charlie Parker. I feel certain that I have unwittingly omitted some very important names, but these are the ones that I can recall offhand. And there are many 'old men' still playing jazz; Louis Armstrong, Duke Ellington, Jack Teagarden, Kid Ory, Coleman Hawkins, and James P. Johnson are all over fifty-five, and young er men like Benny Goodman and Bud Powell are infirm enough to go any minute. Jazz has had at least three immortals: Duke Ellington for his compositions and orchestral con cepts, and initially Louis Armstrong and later the kite Charlie Parker for instrumental solo influence. Bird is dead and the other two are well past their i rime: Duke is 60 and Louis. 59. In addition, Satch mo hasn't contributed anything but entertainment and the same old notes since about 1950. Where does this leave us? Where are their successors? Xo one, no even the late Fletcher Henderson, has given jazz as important an orchestral contribu tion as Edward Kennedy Ellington. Duke has given jazz some two thousand-plus compositions and the most distinctive coloration ever. And he's still writ ing. But Duke is getting on in years and someday he'll be no more. To whom do we then turn? Only three names come to mind: Gil Evans, John Lewis end Charlie Mingus. Gil Evans' contributions for Miles Davis and Claude Thornhill hae been mo mentous, but far too sparse to fill the Duke's shoes. And Gil is already pushing fifty. John Lewis and Charlie Mingus are just coming into their own and it is on these two that we must place our hope. John Lewis has done amazing things with his Mod ern Jazz Quartet and with his writing for larger, more symphonic groups. However, Lewis' writing is not of the wide scope that Ellington's is. Mingus will never reach as many ears as Ellington and he may be a bit too cerebral. Louis Armstrong is a legend, but his contribu tions were dated by the bop upheaval in the Forties. Charlie Parker was one of bop's earliest practi tioners and progenitors, and none of his followers have matched his seven league stride. Bird gave jazz an entirely new concept of the way things should be. Jazz had hit a dead end musically and Charlie Parker opened a door. As Leonard Feather wrote in his Encyclopedia of Jazz, "From every standpoint tonal, rhythmic, melodic, harmonic his work set a new standard." His imitators are myriad, and lesser, and even his co-pioneers walk in his shadow. Even Dizzy Gillespie. After Bird's untimely death in 1955, all eyes turned to other alto saxophonists to see who might fill the void. First Sonny Stitt was inaugurated and defeated by Bird's spirit, then Lee Konitz, then Cannonball Adderley. Later attention was shifted to tenor men Sonny Rollins and John Coltrane. But while the saxophonists were getting all the atten tion a trumpet player who, ironically enough, spent his formative years as Parker's sideman leap ed forward as the most likely heir apparent: Miles Davis. Even though there are many excellent and im portant soloists who have a great deaj to say, in cluding the listed saxophonists, I feel that only Miles Davis has the mark of originality stamped indelibly on him. Whereas Bird's solos were of the order of an cmpassioned delirium. Miles' arc more like approaching sublime ecstacy. Davis' con tributions are less noticeable than Parker's for jazz is not at present stagnated. If Sonny Rollins could be a little more serious consistently, he could give Miles a scare, and now that Thelonious Monk U j out of hiding he might be able to turn the trick. At present it looks like the contributions made to jazz by Duke Ellin -ton and Chart; TM.i w.m "never he equalled.
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