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Editor . - . Jonathan Yardley
Associate Editor . . Wayne King, Mary Stewart Baker
Assistant Editor . . Ron Shumate
Managing Editors Bob Haskell, Margaret Ann Rhymes
News Editors - He2ry Mayer, Lloyd Little
Feature Editors Susan Lewis, Adelaide Cromartie
Photography Editor . Bill Brinkhous
Sports Editor . . Ken Friedman
Asst. Sports Editor Frank W. Slusser
Contributing Editors John Justice, Davis B. Young
Business Manager Tim Burnett
Night Editor . . Bill Fackert
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Beat State With Diplomatic Reserve
The word is out "Beat State."
Certain contingencies have been
attached to this proposed victory,
however, which we feel should be
noted by all students planning to
make a scene after the game.
The following rules of behavior
have been suggested:
1. The winning school will be al
lowed to tear down the goal posts.
The losing school will be asked to re
main in the stands.
2. The Chapel Hill police will be
informed and asked not to interfere.
3. Fights will be discouraged.
NoWj for the sake of those who do
not understand administrative langu
age, the following translation is sup
plied:
1. After you tear down the goal
posts you have the problem of how
to saw them into equitable pieces.
Iron saws are recommended by the
editor, but he also suggests that you
keep them somewhere where you
aren't likely to be tempted to go af
ter some member of the enemy camp
with them.
2. If a cop starts to clobber you,
recite the fact to him that he can't do
it. If he doesn't stop beat him to the
punch.
3. Do your fighting in a private
place.
Hip hip, North Carolina. Vanquish
State College.
CHL - Back To The Roots
When Radio Station WCHL was
first established a few years ago
Chapel Hillians rejoiced at the taste
and judiciousness employed in the se
lection of music played on the disc
jockey programs.
Recently, however, the station
showed signs of drifting into a state
of depression: taste began to vanish
and the music lost a great deal of
fascination for local listeners. They
turned off their radios.
Then, last summer, a small but
vociferous complaint was registered
by some of .the area's more vocal jazz
aficionados. The words took effect;
now it is possible to turn on the radio
in the afternoon and be spared such
inanities as children's bop choruses
and pseudo-rock 'n roll balladeers.
Occasionally, now, the tones of
Count Bassie shake, the air waves joy
ously; Frank Sinatra and Ella Fitz
gerald are once more king and queen
of the local soundboxes; Johnny
Mathis breaks hearts hourly.
All Chapel Hillians have reason for
happiness in this development. Once
again this town has proved that cul
ture in Chapel Hill extends far be
yond the University boundaries.
Religion An Issue?
It is hard to realize that America
has not grown up since 1928. We have
made a great deal of noise since then,
and we have made a great many mis
siles and bombs and air-conditioners
and records and television sets; but
we have not ceased being narrow
minded, self -centered children.
We are intolerant of anything that
differs from the norm, and we are
intolerant of anything that seems the
slightest bit foreign to our hallowed
Constitution.
The Constitution is a great docu
ment and deserves the support of all
Americans, but it should not be
taken as a religious document. It is a
set of rules for the life of men and
women in this country, and should be
treated as such.
But because we place the Constitu
tion on a plane with the Ten Com
mandments though the framers
would be appalled by this we refuse
to accept the possibility that some of
our citizens may wish to conduct
their private lives according to the
suggestions of their 'church, and that
they may wish to accept its moral
standards.
We do not approve of the manner
in which the Catholic Church at
tempts to guide not only American
Catholics but all Americans, but
neither do we approve of the way in
which the good, red-blooded Ameri
can approaches the Catholic Church
as a foreign power bent on destruc
tion of the "American Way of Life."
What it is that makes Senator Ken
nedy despised by many Americans is
beyond our comprehension. Senator
Kennedy is an American citizen, and
should be treated as such.
Religion is not an issue. It is the
concoction of bigotry, prejudice and
pure political opportunism. It worked
in 1928, and the opposition or at
least some of its members is deter
mined to let history repeat itself.
Every time Mr. Nixon mentions his
desire not to discuss the religious is
sue he makes the issue more potent.
The art of subtle suggestion has
achieved some apex of perfection
here.
It has been suggested that faintly
disguised Republican efforts to keep
Kennedy's Catholicism foremost in
the public mind will backfire on the
party. A recent survey by the New
York Times indicates that New York
Catholics, who voted Republican by a
slight majority in 1956, are turning to
Kennedy not for political reasons but
because of the insult they are suffer
ing as a result of the prejudice:
"They are deeply troubled by the
Protestants who have challenged the
fitness of a Catholic to be President
and to the extent these attacks be
come identified with the Republicans
they will desert the Republican
Party."
It will be to the continual disgrace
of this nation if Senator Kennedy is
denied a large bloc of votes because
of his religion.
The unfortunate aspect of the elec
tion is that the only way it can be
said that Kennedy was not discrimi
nated against would be as the result
of his victory. This is rather unfair
to Mr. Nixon, who as presiden: would
inherit the scars that Herbert Hoover
has so long worn.
Art Show
To the Editor:
As the object of your unfor
tunate article, "Wanders into
the Morehead," I feel a few
words in my defense could not
be out of place.
The whole approach to the
exhibit by your unappreciative
spectator is so naive that I hard
ly know where to begin to state
my case. What point is there to
using a gimmick such as a coed
who does not understand nor
appreciate any art as a critic?
This is the easy way to con
demn the show without mental
effort of any kind. Far more
enlightening would be the ques
tion, What is it all about?
My purpose is not as nega
tive as yours for I do not wish
to dismember your article as
you did my show; but rather
to cast very briefly a few rays
of light upon the real intent of
the creation in the South Gal
lery of the Morehead.
With a definite attempt to
blend sculpture and painting in
to a space created by canvases
in an architectonic scale, I have
introduced the observer into an
entirely unique environment in
which he looses for hte first
time his physical identity and
is engulfed and directed by
painting and constructed move
ments, flowing forms and in
terrelated three dimensional
spaces.
The individual sections have
no titles. The overall exhibit
has no theme or purpose other
than to create an environment
to evoke an aesthetic experi
ence, not naive condemnation.
My purpose in presenting this
exhibit would have been clear
to the "author" had he even
taken the trouble to read the
brief statement accompanying
the show at the planetarium.
My only hope is that the read
ers of your article will reserve
their judgement until they have
seen the exhibit for themselves.
William E. Minshew, Jr.
To the Editor:
How can a respectable paper
such as the Daily Tar Heel stoop
to such total incompetence? I
am referring, of course, to your
recent article on the new show
in the Morehead Planetarium.
Sending that particular report
er ,to that particular show would
be equivalent to sending Miss
America to the next summit con
ference. No one could have been
more out of his (or her) ele
ment than that poor misguided
creature ( who obviously knows
nothing about art but who,
nonetheless, attempts to write
an amusing and sarcastic article
at the expense of the artist
which, in turn, backfires and
makes him the fool.
If this article expresses the
sum total of the reporter's re
action to the show (and one
must assume that it does), then
I feel terribly sorry for him. He
has misseU the entire point of.
the exhibit which is to present
the viewer with a unique aes
thetic experience by the use of
all three arts: painting, sculp
ture and architecture. Here the
canvas no' longer hangs on the
wall but it has become the wall
and as a self-supporting struc
ture creates a space, something
a painting has never done be
fore. In this space the observer
moves and, if imaginative and
receptive, becomes a part of this
painting and architectural en
tity. I think the Tar Heel should
send another reporter to the
Morehead one with an open
mind, and objective curiosity
and some criterion for judge
ment who could then proceed
to enlighten the public about a
most worthwhile exhibit.
An Art Lover
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A Coed's View
On Sororities-ll
It's hard to explain the difference. I mean
why once above the Mason Dixon line the
seekers of knowledge in the institutions
of higher learning rush in from all walks
of life to be molded into the 'Ivy' pattern.
Up there where you go is the rating serv
ice. It's always "try for the top ten" (or
at least the top twelve) and if, all else
fails, compromise by keeping up the tra
dition and buy all of your clothes at Lord
and Taylor.
So all you have to do to find the com
plete story is simply ask "what school?"
and the answer gives a thumbnail sketch
of our girl.
But in the South it's not the same. Ac
tually one school is practically like an
other with the exception of such ready
labels as 'party school's and the like. But
even then, if you get the right crowd you
can always make a party. So even the
label's not that important.
The important thing is to start early.
It can be at State or 'the' University or
Junior College No. 65. You and I know
that few can achieve much on mere per
sonality and looks. It takes brains and
summer rush parties (naturally not under
this label because that would be dirty
rush) and P-L-E-N-T-Y of recs.
So it all boils down to the old game of
fraternity-sorority and the little side plays
like "do you know," and "when I was in
Europe" (or Canada or South America
it doesn't make too much difference where
as long as it's out of this country.) And
if you're really good and make the team
then you're there. Or almost.
Sometimes it does stop there. I mean
if you lived in a radius of ten miles around
the college town and never met a single
person from the day you graduated until
you departed this earth. Then you'd be
safe.
Because now the really hard part comes.
If you're lucky and have already gotten
the tip, well, then you don't have to worry.
You already know and rush is just a for
mality that must be endured.
It makes little or no difference if you
like the girls in Sigma Sigma. Those Greek
letters just weren't meant to go together
as far as you're concerned. It's just that,
well, they aren't rated so high by the Zeta
Zeta Zeta's (who date only Nu Chis, by the
way) and so you couldn't possibly ....
The little merry-go-round can't stop here
either. Just because the Nu Chis are rated
number one by the Zeta Zeta Zeta's doesn't
mean that the Alpha Kappa's are so frantic
about them.
So it's the bit decision. Who do you want
to impress the ZZZ's or the AK's? Well,
maybe you'll be lucky and get a bid to
Gamma Gamma. Practically everyone goes
for them. (Unfortunately you don't have
any inside contacts, in there, and it's al
most hopeless to even dream that you can
make it alone!)
And have you forgotten that there are
such little facts as the Nu Chis being good
at State but definitely OTL in Florida.
And, sad, but true, not many Floridians
have the inside dope that Nu Chis is best
at State.
This brings up the deal about after col
lege. You know, the alumni of the old frat.
(Whom national sends around representa
tives at least once a week to remind you
of.)
Well, ten years from now you'll proba
bly meet a lovely lady who is a Chi Chi
and it'll be simply dreadful because chances
are you won't know if Chi Chi's were good
at Texas. So you won't know whether to
admit her into the bosom of your friend
ship. Unfortunately, there's still more. Do you
realize that Delta Chi could have been
number one when you were in school but
through some twist of fate have gone
down-down-down, and you give your first
born the old legacy rec (and it turns out
she's one of those who can't make it on
her face and personality alone.) So she
joins up with the gang national sister
hood, and all that. And then, one fine day
you wake up to the BAD NEWS that Peter
Wetzel down the street won't date her
because he's a Zeta Zeta Zeta (who date
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flying Saucers-U
During 1944 and 1945, American fliers over
Europe and the Pacific had frequent en
counters with rapid-flying, bright-glowing
disks and spherical objects which followed
them on bombing missions and scrutinized
them on landings and take-offs. Suspecting
a secret German or Japanese device, U.S.
Intelligence carefully scrutinized Axis records
after the war. They found that Axis fliers
had been perplexed and troubled by the;e
weird mechanisms and had taken them as
Anglo - American inventions. The mystery
never cracked, the Intelligence report wos
never published.
But the present cycle began in 1947 with
the celebrated report of Kenneth Arnold, a
businessman who, flying his private plane in
the area of Mt. Rainier, Washington, saw the
first of the modern "saucers." Arnold re
ported that he saw nine brilliant disks, rough
ly 50 feet in diameter, racing in reversed
echelon past Rainier and weaving among the
mountain peaks.
He compared their motion to that of "sauc
ers skipping across water" hence the ab
surd name, which has caused so much bull
headed skepticism in America. Arnold's re
port became a classic, and it quickly gave way
to scores of accounts from civil observers,
fliers, radar operators, engineers and, admit
tedly, dopes and drunks. Air Force investi
gators scrutinized the mounting evidence.
Something was around, certainly, but what?
Mass hallucinations? Secret Russian or Ameri
can devices? Or interplanetary space vehicles?
On January 7, 1948, police officers in Ken
tucky were notified of a huge object about
. 250 feet in diameter slowly traveling across
the sky. They sent the description to God
man Air Force Base, and Godman Tower,
after spotting the UFO, diverted four F-51
Mustangs on training flight to identify the
mystery object.
Captain Thomas Mantell, World War II
veteran took the lead. His voice came through
over radio: "I've sighted the thing. It looks
metallic and its tremendous in size now it's
starting to climb. I'm going to 20,000 feet."
The tower heard nothing more from him. A
few minutes later his F-51 was found wreck
' ed, with Mantell's dead body inside, and
nothing to account for his death or for the
identity of the strange machine that had
lured him, wittingly or accidentally, to his
doom.
Such cases are, fortunately, exceptional.
Only a few collisions between UFO's and air
craft have been recorded and these could be
accidents, as witness the crashes in our own
airways. In the months following this tragedy,
pilots on night flights saw mysterious ob
jects with bright blue lights that sometimes
blinked or pulsated. The strange vehicles dis
played phenomenal speed and geometrical
dexterity; they often performed ninety-degree
turns and straight-line reverses.
Rates of acceleration were incredible, some
times increasing by several thousand miles
an hour in a few seconds. Publicly, the Air
Force dismissed the sightings as weather bal
loons, astronomical bodies, atmospheric phe
nomena and light effects. Privately, they be
gan an investigation which Edward J. Rup
pelt recounts in The Report on Unidentified
Flying Objects (1956), probably the best
known of the serious works concerning UFO's.
Formal USAF investigation began in 1948
as Project Sign, later known as Project
Grudge and, finally, Project Blue Book. In
this unpublicized probe, the Air Force had
one principal motivation to discover if the
saucers were a threat to American security.
Any suspicion that they were Soviet inven
tions quickly evaporated. The Russians, ter
ribly damaged by World War II, could never
have developed such revolutionary mechan
isms by 1947. American inventions were like
wise ruled out the U.S. would not be spend
ing billions of dollars on conventional air
craft to conceal a machine which could win
the cold war overnight. With furrowed brows,
the Air Force investigators sifted piles of
reports, and gradually concluded that only
two possibilities remained open. "If the sau
cers exist, they're interplanetary," Ruppelt
said flatly.
As head of Project Blue Book, Ruppelt had
frequent contact with Donald Keyhoe, who
took a strong interest in the saucers from the
first. Keyhoe, too, had many helpful contacts
in civil and military defense posts. In 1950
he published his first study, The Flying Sau
cers Are Real. Based on several famous sight
ings and on all the evidence then available,
the book proposed that the saucers were in
telligently controlled vehicles of extra-terrestrial
origin.
Later, as the sightings continued to pile
up, Keyhoe worked with Project Blue Book
and persuaded Albert M. Chop, saucer con
sultant for the civil press, to declassify some
of the most impressive reports. For two years
Keyhoe gathered information for the book
which would, he hoped, bring the facts to
the people. Privately, the Air Force investi
gators discounted the specious explanations
of Donald H. Menzel, a Harvard astronomer
who tried to explain away all the sightings
as light effects and weather phenomena. The
evasiveness of the Air Force statements was
becoming almost painfully obvious.
Under direction of Captain Ruppelt, Blue
Book studiously analyzed hundreds of reports
from civilian and military observers. During
1952 the "saucer business" reached an all
time high. The . most publicized activity in
UFO history took headline space from the
Democratic' convention on the night of July
19, 1952, when eight bright saucers, visible
from the ground, flew into the restricted
lanes over the White House and the Capitol.
Radarscopes clocked one blip at 7,000 mph,
a speed frequently excelled in other sighting
reports. Civilian fliers and ground observers
at Washington National Airport watched
them loaf along in the sky, then accelerate
to fantastic speeds. But when interceptors
arrived to identify them, the perplexing ma
chines were gone.