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SCOTT GOODFELLOW, EDITOR
Profile Of A Professor: Dr. Brand es
R
equired Courses Leave
Much Xo Be Desired
We have been aware for a long
time that the required courses in
the General College have discour
aged many enthusiastic freshmen.
These courses often occupy the
maior portion of a student's time
during his first two years at Caro
lina, and consequently they should
be watched carefully. Presently
many required courses are dull,
over - demanding and un-stimu-lating.
We consider each of these
characteristics as antagonistic to
the principle of college education
r- to encourage learning and open
mindedness. v When the problem is carefully
considered, many suggestions
'come to mind. First, every effort
should be made to have the small
Vest classes possible. In many
cases, large classes have been
formed so that full professors can
teach them, rather than smaller
classes with younger professors
or graduate students. We would
rather have the attention which
always complements small class
es during the first year of college,
than the "bulk learning" which
results from huge classes for the
only benefit of hearing a person
who has taught longer (and not al
ways better). Of course, every ef
fort should be made to encourage
professors to teach the smaller
classes.
;;; A second suggestion is to allow &
a greater choice of courses to the
freshman starting his General Col
lege career. Perhaps a variety of
courses in the history department,
weuld substitute weir for modern -!
civilization. Introductory physical
sciences have long been noted as
some of the most difficult courses
in the University, and yet liberal
arts bent freshmen often end up
taking two.
; The best solution to problems in
volving an increased number of
course choices would be to spe
cifically instruct academic advis
ors so they could adequately un
derstand the direction which a stu-
. dent's academic career should
take at the beginning, rather than
broadly declaring that there is no
way of telling and putting him at
the start of the grid.
A third suggestion for creating
greater interest in introductory
courses would be for a universal
realization that reading lists are
entirely too demanding and that
very few students even attempt to
master them all. Even those who
religiously read every spare mo
ment frequently do not profit
enough so that their efforts are
indicated in grades. x
A fourth suggestion is, to elim
inate department-wide teaching
guidelines, allowing teachers
themselves to decide exactly what
they would like to do ,with a cer
tain class. Such a move would en
courage teachers to assign ma
terial which they find interesting,
rather than what someone else
has enjoyed. Students would soon
learn who did well at course de
signing and a sort of competition
would develop among classes, a
competition which is good.
Finally, there are many intro
ductory courses where it is actual
, ly detrimental to a student not to-.
be a major in that subject. Care
ful scrutiny should be given all in
troductory courses to determine
if this is the case, and courses
should be established for non-ma-
":,f jors where it would be profitable; '
' Required courses are meant to
be a foundationer students to bet
ter equip them as effective citizens
after graduation. There is no rea
son why these courses shouldn't
be given the same enthusiasm by
both teachers and students which
is given to more advanced courses.
It's Okay, Dean Cathey
e All Understand Why
W
: . "I really don't see why on earth
Uhe girls want to stay out until 2
a.m., but if that's what they want
I have no strong objection. Seniors
should have some extra priv
ileges," said our Dean of Student
Affairs, C. O. Cathey.
Although we're not quite so ber
fuddled as to why a 2 a.m. week
end curfew is good, we too have
no objections. In fact, the dead
line extension is a move which
smacks suspiciously of a more
liberal attitude regarding wom
en's rules.
Wonderful!
Few are more aware than we
are of the position which the Dean
Of Women's Office is in regarding
feelings in the State toward liber
alization of coed regulations. We
,are also aware that any dramatic
change in the present rules would
cause an instant furor of response,
hardly endearing "that radical
Chapel Hill" to those in the State
Who support it.
. Consequently we are delighted
that the move has been made,
but it is important to realize that
it is without any real importance
if the trend stabilizes there. By ex
cusing the move as a "senior priv
ilege," Dean Cathey has opened
the door for further senior priv
ileges. And when 2 a.m. is the
weekend deadline, a later or all
week deadline can hardly be op-
Today's Thought
Never change horses in the
middle of the stream. You might
get wet if it rains.
posed, and will eventually occur.
In short, we are still a long shot
from satisfactory women's rules
and will continue to press for
them. But we are pleased that the
initial change has been made.
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The Genius And Tke University
By JOHN W. BECTON
A Oh University he
had position, prestige and
financial . security.
He was on the most im
portant faculty commit
tees. He was known and
respected throughout the
school. He was "fixed" for
life.
"I believe you either go
forward or backward. You
don't stay in the same
place," says Dr. Paul D.
Brandes. Then he refers to
the parable of the talents
in the New Testament.
Dr. Brandes left Ohio
rather than risk falling in
to a comfortable rut,
"leaning on his Ph.D." For
this would be "burying his
talent in the ground.",
He saw a challenge at
UNC.
"Here there are m o r e
smart students, more of a
chance to be 'in the thick
of it.' I would rather play
sub on a first rate team
than star on a third rate
one."
Dr. Brandes came to
Carolina last fall to a
speech department in its
infancy, but one in which
he could see quite a fu
ture. He has helped construct
a speech major curri
culum which has been ap
proved by the English De
partment and is now un
der consideration of the
The speech department
will also have a perman
ent, well - equipped loca
tion when the new English
building is built. A lab in
the basement of B i n g -ham
Hall and classrooms
on the first and second
floors will be equipped to
utilize the recording facil
ities in Dey Hall via re
mote control.
Dr. Brandes taught at
the University of Missis
sippi and at Mississippi
Southern College (now the
University of South Missi
ssippi) before he went to
Ohio.
A native of Kentucky, he
graduated from Eastern
Kentucky State College in
1942 with a major in Eng
lish and minors in history
and music. He received his
M.A. from the University
of Wisonsin in 1947.
He took his Ph.D. in 1953
at Wisconsin. His major
' was in rhetoric and public
address and his minor in
law.
His wife holds an M.A.
in English from Vander
bilt University. They have
one daughter, age 17.
STUDENT NEWSLETTER
Dr. Brandes keeps in
touch with many of his for
mer students by means of
a newsletter. There are
still 77 on the list from
"Or Miss" where he
taught from 1947 to 1933.
"We play our part
through you. the students,"
he says. "I like to know
when my students 'make
good.' That's where the real
reward comes from."
Th first goal in teach
ing. Dr. Brandes believes,
is to motivate the student.
And he uses whatever
means he thinks necessary
good-natured ribbing or
harsh criticism, conferenc
es, or term papers.
"I don't care if you hate
me, if that's the Drice of
progress, though I'd rath
er this not be the case.
Professors like to feel the
students are friends."
One of the hardest things
for a teacher to learn, says
Dr. Brandes, is to admit
that he will entirely fail
to reach one out of five of
his students. "But he can't
let that interfere with the
effect he' may have on the
. other four."
Dr. Brandes is concern
ed with the acute grade
consciousness of the stud-
"So we have until 2 A.M. huh?
Ha Ha Ha!"
ents here. Yet he is aw? re
of the pressures which
cause grade - conscious
ness, among them being
the graduate schools.
. "Grad schools should
take students more on the
basis of character than
grades. We ought to encou
rage the 'C student who
has the personality need
ed in the teaching profess
ion. Many of these would
make good college instruc
tors." THE GENIUS AT UNC
Dr. Brandes also won
ders where the universitv
stands with the "genius"
"or perhaps you might
call him the non-conformist."
He refers to mn like
Robert Frost and William
Faulkner who could not
stand the routine and con
seauentlv never finished
college.
-- It seems to Dr. Brandes
that in a university of
14,000 we could accept 100
on an experimental basis,
letting them take what
they wish and awarding
them some kind of degree
just for passing a certain
number of hours.
"We've got to make
room for the exceptions.
I wouldn't say that Frost
would have written better
Peter Harris
poetry if he had stayed at
Dartmouth or Harvard, but
the other students there
would have been better off.
"We need to rub elbows
with the genius. You learn
more from other students
than from your profess
ors." Dr. Brandes detects a he
terogeneous student body
at UNC. There is no insis
tence that one conform.
"And I'm referring to
ideas, not dress."
Students here are quite
sophisticated in "shop
ping around" for profess
ors, Dr. Brandes has also
noticed.
He moreover points out
that much money is spent
on keeping high calibre
classroom instruction at
Carolina.
"For instance, in our En
glish Department, no M.A.
candidates teach. At Ohio,
however, you are lucky if
you get an assistant pro
fessor before your junior
year."
Dr. Brandes perhaps best
sums up his attitude to
ward his profession when
he says, "Everyone has
only one life to live. If
you can persuade a few to
live it all the way, it is
worth the effort."
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Our Fathers Are Blind!
(FROM CAL. DAILY)
That's the trouble with try
ing to explain something so
desperately important, she
thought. The images, the
wisps of reality swim in your
head and you try to grab at
them, try to put them to
gether and come up with a
coherent explanation but you
can't. The images won't stay
still for you. They're there,
but they won't stay still.
He had asked her to ex
plain herself, and her gen
eration. In the way of all
fathers before him, he was
concerned. She tried to tell
him, but she had failed. Be
cause there was no way to
communicate.
He asked her in the lan
guage that was hers: "What's
happening?" And she wanted
to say, "Us." We're what's
happening now, and tomor
row, and forever, and may
be next week, too.
We are different, she want
ed to say. Don't you see that?
Different than social man has.
ever been and we are terribly
scrutinized by you. You watch
and you analyze. But you
don't see it, not really, and
you won't.
Because you can't see what
we are if you are not us.
You can never get to where
we are if you were not there
to begin with. Because we
are a fantastically compli
cated blend of our times, our
age, our environment, and
most . important, what you
have given us our educa
tion, our affluence, our cyni
cism, our doubts, our desires.
And unlike you she thought,
we can no longer completely
communicate with our par
ents. Her head began to ache,
and she frowned. It's not that
we dislike you, or fear you,
but that we just have no
means of explanation. Our
generation does not have a
name. It has no guidelines.
Perhaps its complete lack of
boundary, of borderline, of
definition of what, in the
end, defines it.
She wanted to explain to
him that her generation did
not know an enemy. That
Communist, Black, Jew, these
were names of another era.
That curiosity had replaced
fear. And that, most impor
tant, acceptance had replac
ed tolerance.
Because war is rotten, per
iod. There are no two ways
of looking at it, she thought,
and the thought s'tung with
its intensity. How can you
continue to say "War is bad,
but"? Can't you understand
that it is not wrong to refuse
to kill? That it has to start
somewhere? That it must
start with us?
"Dost think, because thou
art virtuous, there shall be
no more cakes and ale?" he
would ask her, with a mock
ing smile. Come now, it what
he really meant. Grow up.
Face reality. Not everyone
will-see it like you see it. It
is not so simple.
But it is, she wanted to an
swer. My generation we see
it like it is because we don't
pretend like you do. It is an,
idealism being built by hands
that do not know failure. That
will not give up. That will
pass its values on to its own.
A lot has been said about
us, but not by us, she thought
bitterly. We smoke pot, we
freak out we are the Bomb
Babies. But we are more than
that, can't you see? Can't
anyone, see that maybe this
time, maybe this time the
right combination of events
and times has produced a
new kind of human being
the man who tries to under
stand himself, and what is so
infinitely more vital, the man
who tries to understand oth
ers? But she knew now in the
stillness of the room that she
could not tell him, that she
could not even begin, really.
The pattern of the rug was
blurred from her unblinking
stare, and she glanced up,
looking into the concerned
eyes that stared into hers,
waiting for some kind of an
swer. They were eyes of ano
ther time and they reflected
years of patient labor and the
slow deterioration cf hopes
and ideals.
In those eyes she saw her
grandfather and his grand
father and all the illusions
they had seen destroyed. She
saw there the actual, unknow
ing acceptance of despair.
There was no way to tell
him. Those eyes those eyes
and all the other eyes they
could never see.
Vietnam Crusade
Is Now A Reality
People are very economy-minded; they seek sim
ple solutions and tend to think of things in good-bad
terms. '
Wars, to Americans, have received this kind of
historical breakdown, usually ending with G.I. Joe
killing the last filthy Eastern Menace in a furious bat
tle on some Pacific island or jungle inlet.
. It is a very simple act for most Americans to
believe in the American Moral Crusade, the gallant
world-wide jaunt to save the free world from the
evils of Communism. It is so simple that even edu
cated people can be duped into expressing the doc
trine of democracy as the primary reason why the
United States ventures into countries half-way around
the globe split with civil war.
This writer has held before, and still does, that
the original motive for entering the Vietnam War was
not because we were defenders of freedom, but be
cause we were exercising our right as the most power
ful nation in the Western world. In other words, the
idea of a moral crusade was a lot of bunk.
The irony of the war, now, is that it is truly
turning into a moral crusade for almost all the people
involved.
After years of preaching the moral doctrine, Presi
dent Johnson has put the United States in a fishbowl
like situation. We must now produce, on our promises,
we must help the Vietnamese raise their standard of
living to heights unimaginable under any other gov
ernment's aid. If we were to fail to win over the
prople in Vietnam, or if we failed to prosper their
economy the United States would be eternally scorned
by the rest of the world. To refute a rather near
sighted Congressman's statement, we cannot say, "To
hell with world opinion ! "
PSYCHOLOGICAL MOTIVATION
There was a psychological experiment done a few
years back which involved a very boring game of
" putting pegs into holes. After the game was finished
each participant told the psychologist that they thought
it was extremely uninteresting. The psychologist took
aside twp students and separately told them to per
suade new students" about to take the test that the peg
game was fascinating.
One student was offered $1, the other $100. The
results of this new experiment were that the person
who received $100 retained his sense of disdain for the
peg game, while the $1 student said, after the per
suasion session, that he now felt that the experiment
was pretty exciting. In other words, the $1 student
had to rationalize his fibbing to the new students by
accepting his own lies. The $100 student needed no
rationalization since the $100 provided him with an
adequate reason for lying.
A similar response has occurred in Vietnam. Due
to the lack of reward in fighting the war, and due to
the questionable intentions of our government when it
actually entered the war, the people involved in Viet
nam have had to rationalize their support of the war
by not only stating a moral crusade, but by actually
living this crusade. ,
In other words, partly because of the fishbowl
existence of the war, but perhaps more because of the
need to believe in what he is doing, the Vietnam sup
porter has begun to act on his formerly hollow
promises The promises cannot remain hollow, and
they will most assuredly produce a better, more pros
perous, and politically more stable Vietnam than
could otherwise be possible.
It is a wonderful irony that the war will produce
some good, more than can be offered by a dying Ho
Chi Minn. It will be a wonderful irony, even after all
the blood, all the atrocities, and all the deaths have
been accounted for and dispassionately forgotten.