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Page TWO THE PILOT—Southern Pines, North Carolina THURSDAY, AUGUST 2, 1962 Southern Pines North Carolina “In taking over The Pilot no changes are contemplated. We will try to keep this a go^ paper. We will try to make a little money for all concerned. Wherever there seems to be an occasion to use our influence for the pubUc good we will try to do it.'And we will treat everybody alike.”—James Boyd, May 23, 1941. ============= Big Doings Coming Up The National Amateur Golf Tourna ment, to be played at Pinehurst next month, is casting its shadow before it. And a broad shadow it is (see news story today). Like many another Sandhills resident, we’re just waking up to what big doings will be afoot hereabouts, Sep tember 17-22. All resort facilities—clubs, motels, ho tels, restaurants— are expected to see capacity use, with numerous visitors spil ling over into private homes able to accomodate them. “Visitors”—that’s the key word that is music to the ears of any resort communi ty. A resort area is happy to welcome visitors who are old friends and even happier to he host to newcomers—persons who, if they are pleased with their stay. will become invaluable goodwill ambassa dors. For some time, The Pilot has been preaching from the text that this area is only beginning to realize its potential— an attitude that has been justified during the past few years by such developments as Whispering Pines, the new Watson’s Lake project, additional golf courses and expansion and new construction in hotels, motels, industrial buildings, businesses and private homes. A visitation by great numbers of golfers and golf fans, from over the nation, could not be coming at a better time. It’s none too soon to be preparing to receive these visitors in a manner that will create life long friends for the Sandhills. Stitches in Time It’s good news that the town council voted xmanimously this week to include $25,000 for a public library addition and improvements in the proposed forthcom ing bond election. The council had not previously actively rejected this proposal, but had simply taken no action on it two weeks ago when authorizing other projects to be included in the election. After further study and a harmonious planning session of the library trustees, the councilmen made up their minds. All of the proposals—sewer system im provements, water system improve ments, a West Southern Pines swimming pool and the library work—^will be listed as separate items and voted on separately in the election, letting the public be the chooser as to what will or will not be done. From The Pilot’s seat at the press table in the council chamber, arguments on behalf of all four bond proposals have been solidly convincing. All the proposals are geared to the hiture and can justifiably be classified as those “stitches in time” that all growing communities must take to make possible their efficient development. As noted here last week, some imagination, some foresight must be exercised by citizens who want to understand what the bond issues are about and why they are necessary. We’ll try to provide food for such thoughts between now jand voting time. ‘What Can You Do Nowr Whatever else TV viewers and radio listeners will remember of Governor Sanford’s “Report to the People” traffic safety address in June, they will not soon forget the governor’s quotations—^with which he began and concluded—from a letter written to him by'an’anguished mother whose son had recently been kill ed in a traffic accident, a letter ending, “What can you do now that he is gone?” What the governor recommended, it may be recalled, was: Special legislation for young drivers, aged 16 to 21, permit ting the state to take the driver’s license of young people who commit various traffic offenses. Special legislation for drinking drivers —specifically, mechanical methods of establishing intoxication. More traffic engineers, to make roads safer. More highway patrolmen, to step up enforcement. Needed court improvements—^made possible by popular approval of this fall’s constitutional amendment empowering the General Assembly to authorize a uni form system of courts throughout the state. And the governor asked Tar Heels also to “give some thought to” required in spection of auto safety equipment and to the compulsory use of safety belts. He added that he would be interested in hearing from citizens about any other ideas to foster highway safety. Several of the Governor’s suggestions, plus some others—with emphasis on more assiduous law enforcement by officers and “more deterring sentences” by judges for those who violate motor vehicle regu lations—were made a few weeks later by Superior Court Judge Frank M. Arm strong in a widely reprinted charge to a grand jury in Guilford Coimty. Here in Southern Pines, the recorder’s court in which Judge W. Harry Fullen- wider presides has pioneered, to his great credit, in meting out more severe seii- tences in flagrant violations of traffic laws and in using short or “part-time” jail sentences to drive home the serious ness of all motor vehicle violations both to defendants and to the public. Moreover, defendants in this court (and in the Moore County Recorder’s Court at Car thage, as well) may not now avoid apear- ing in court in person by forfeiting a cash bond, except in the most unusual circumstances. The Pilot sets great store by the pro posed court reform amendment on which citizens of the state will have an opportunity to vote this fall, yet per sonal responsibility remains the supreme limiting factor in traffic accidents. Each driver’s putting the anguished mother’s question into the first person, “What can I do . . . ?” is probably the mightiest weapon that can be used against the terrible threat of death and injury on the highways. Don’t Gawk—Complain! In the flurry of attention that humane ness to animals has received in the past few weeks in North Carolina, commenta tors have suggested that remedial action be taken by the State Department of Conservation and Development, the Wild life Resources Commission, the Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals and The Bureau of Indian Affairs of the U. S. Department of Interior, to cope with situations that are not only objectionable to many Tar Heels but have also brought unfavorable publicity to the state in nationally circulated newspaper and magazine articles. Referred to, of course, are the rabbit hunt with clubs in Iredell County, several incidents of “coon on a log” exhibitions and, most recently, the display of caged bears in what the Wildlife Commission calls “deplorable, unsanitary and inhu mane conditions” on the Cherokee Indian Reservation way out yonder in the Western tip of North Carolina. No doubt all of the named agencies, plus the next General Assembly and, subsequently, law enforcement officers and the courts, may have to take a hand in eliminating such mistreatment of animals, but these matters could be cleaned up in short order, if there is ac tive expression of disapproval hy the public. _ jire simply an advertising Jing to the human animal’s Density to rubberneck at “Are You Sure North Carolina Went For You In The Election?” ‘ j' A & DISCIPLINE, RESTRAINT, DEDICATION Neu; Men Needed ForlNew Worlds other less fortunate creatures in cages— and a sorry pastime it is, we must say, except in the best of the zoos (and we don’t even like the way they smell in the hot weather). If any considerable num ber of persons could be persuaded to stop at bear-advertised establishments and tell the proprietor that they despise his methods and would trade with him only if he got rid of the bears, we’ll bet the woods would be full of released bruins before very long. If only, say, 500 persons over the state would write letters of disapproval to the “bunny-hoppers” and the coon-on-a-log- gers, sending a copy of each letter to the Governor—^when such “sports” attrac tions are scheduled—fur would fly, and it wouldn’t be the rabbits’ or the coons’. And if another 500 persons could get their friends out of the state to write C & D’s Advertising Division in Raleigh saying that henceforth they’d take their tourist dollars to Florida rather than visit such an uncivilized territory as Tar- heelia, and would advise all their friends to do likewise, some big guns of one sort or another would be rolled out in Raleigh. Nobody is more jumpy or sensitive to the public’s mood than an advertiser— somebody who wants the public’s busi ness. Once a majority of the public be comes actively scornful of commercial displays or entertainment involving mis treatment of animals, an end wRl be written to this distasteful chapter in American development. By ADLAI E. STEVENSON U. S. Ambassador to The Uniled Nations I (In the Saturday Review) “How beautiful is our earth!” exclaimed Major Gagarin as he came down from space. “Man, that view is tremen dous!” shouted Colonel Glenn, looking at the same view. These two men have more in common than either has with the ideologists of conquest. This is not just Pollyanna talk. Wars start in the blind, angry hearts of men. But it is hard to hate those who toil and hope and discover beside you in a common human venture. .The Glenns of our world could be new men in a quite new sense—^the new men who, having seen our little planet in a wholly new perspective, will be ready to accept as a profound spiritual in sight the unity of mankind. When I had the good fortune to conduct the astronauts and their families around the United Na tions, and to witness the thunder ous spontaneous welcome that roared from room to room among all the nations, I had a sense that men such as these belong to a new fellowship which could cne day be a great strand in the web of peace. And I believe they felt the same. Colonel Glenn said, I recall: “As space science and space technology grow . .. and become more ambitious, we shall be rely ing more and more on interna tional team work. . . . We have an infinite amount to learn both from nature and from each other. We devoutly hope that we will be able to learn together and Work together in peace.” Generous Vision These are the words of our “new men”—^not a narrow arro gance, but a generous vision of the great human family. Let no obstacles, however forbidding, ever blind us to that vision. This same spirit must animate us in other realms. I am deeply convinced that the tranquillity of the human family in the next three or four decades depends upon bridging the great and grow ing gap between the wealthy, in dustrialized northern hemisphere and the underdeveloped, poverty- ridden south. After a decade of fairly sus-, tained effort, we are beginning to learn that to move' out of the cramped, ignorant, pretechnologi- cal conditions of a static tribal or feudal society is fully as difficult as breaking the bounds of space. All the forces of tradition, all the gravity of ancient habits hold the nations back. Each national “capsule,” small or large, has to find its own idiosyncratic way into orbit, and a lot of them are still on the ground. The process of modernizing na tions involves an exceptionally complicated and difficult set of interlocking actions, decisions, and discoveries. There will there fore be delays and disappoint ments. Some projects, like some rock ets, will explode in midair. Some will take paths that were not in the plans. Yet failure is often the prelude to success. In the matter qf international assistance, we can say without doubt that we know more than we did. Our techniques are wiser, our sense of what we have to do more sure. Some underdeveloped areas—one thinks of parts of In dia and parts of West Africa—are beginning to show unmistakable signs of momentum. This is no time to write the program off as a costly failure. We are learning by doing, and results are already beginning to show. Recognized To those who have observed the U. N. for many years, let me say, also, that the peculiar merits of multilateral aid programs un der U. N. auspices are being re cognized more widely than ever. This is especially true in the new nations of Africa. I am told that the delegates to the recent meet ings of the U. N, Economic Com mission for Africa, in Addis Aba ba, were unanimous and empha tic in their desire to see the U. N. become a major partner in their development program. None of this can be done quick ly. Changing an economy means in fact changing a whole genera tion of men. I doubt if that can be done in less than two decades. So I would say: Look on the fate- full program of modernizing what the French caU the “third world” —^the world of the poor and dis possessed—as on the program for probing the planets. Expect fail ures. Rejoice in successes. Never doubt the job can be done. Indeed it must be done if misery is not to turn to despair, despair to w^s, and war tp ruin for us all. But it must also be done be cause of a much profounder rea son: for it is wrong to leave child ren to starve who could eat with our help, wrong to let youngsters die when medical skill can save them, wrong to leave men and women without shelter, wrong to accept for others, in the midst of our own abundance, the iron pains of degrading want. In a slack age, we can still be moved by the prospect of dici- pline and dedication, qualities evidenced by the astronauts. We can still recognize and acclain a simplicity of doing and being and giving from Which great enter prises spring. Great Tasks Perhaps there is salvation in the new image of the immense patience and discipline and strip ping down of desires necessary in the lives of those who are fit enough to venture into the new dimension of outer space. Here we can perhaps glimpse some reflec tion of the kind of discipline and restraint which we all need in some measure if our generation is to achieve great tasks, not only in the upper air but here and now in this bewildered and flounder ing world. THAT PHRASE POPS UP AGAIN ‘Soft On Communism^ The annual foreign aid bill is always the vehicle for election conscious Congressmen to prove they aren’t soft-on-Communism. Senator Goldwater isn’t soft on Communism! You can tell be cause he is always demanding “total victory” (whatever that is). The Chicago Tribune isn’t soft on Communism. It disclosed that the head of the State Department’s Policy Planning Staff, Walt Ros- tow, had a “mysterious” foreign policy paper, allegedly advoca ting something less than atomic war against Moscow. Everett Mc Kinley Dirksen of Illinois isn’t soft on Communism, you bet; he is the mellifluous GOP Senate leader who immediately secured an examination of Rostow before the Foreign Relations Committee on the Tribune charges. The ses sion was secret but Rostow appar ently dominated affairs and left Dirksen with little to say, which is no mean feat. , Can We AKord It? Running foreign policy from the legislative floor is something to ponder. In a sudden fit of econ- omv. House conservatives recent ly killed an appropriation to pay off a war debt a commission said we owed the Philippines: the Fil ipino president promptly cancell ed his visit here, the islands changed their Independence Day from the 4th of July, and good re lations were soured even though the House hastily retreated. In a terribly complex and dangerous world, can we afford old political habits like this? Cutting Off Out Nose India’s Krishna Menon is a pe culiarly trying gentleman; shall we cut back foreign aid to India to spite him and thus actually help him politically while dam aging the best hope of democra cy in Asia? Or again, take pro posed US aid to Yugoslavia. We want to encourage its diver gence from Moscow. (Moscow re ciprocates by trying to drive wedges in the West.) But any cheap politician in Congress can rise to denounce “softness to Com munism” in trade concessions here. Some are sincere, others demagogues willing to aid Com munism if it helps get re-elected. —T.R.B. in The New Republic (Reprinted by permission) Grains of Sand Insects Take Over? Dr. H. Bentley Glass, a mem ber of the advisory commission on biology and medicine of the Atomic Energy Commission, says that insects can withstand 10 times as much radiation as man and that they, “not man or other proud species are really the only fitted for survival in the nuclear age. . . ” The insects’ durability after a nuclear attack, the scientist says, would derive not only from their hardiness but also from the fact that birds and other natural ene mies of the insects would have been wiped out. Watch Those Shirl-tails! The accident prevention section of the North Carolina State Board of Health, in a harrowing recita tion of the hazards of back-yard barbecue cooking, advises men to tuck their shirt-tails in so the tails won’t catch fire while en thusiastic priests of the ham burger rite labor at their sacrifi cial brazier. (That’s our way of putting it, not theirs.) All the accident prevention and safety advice that comes to our desk from various organizations has got us scared to distraction. The Motor Vehicles Department has about fixed it so that we’re afraid to get on the highways; The National Safety Council can take the bloom off the prospect of practically any outdoor activity by listing the horrible hazards involved. And now comes the State Board of Health telling us how people set themselves on fire trying to cook a steak—^not to mention the 15 persons who mov ed a charcoal grill into a garage when it got too cold to stay out doors and proceeded to asphixiate themselves with the resulting carbon monoxide. “Fortunately, all recovered, but in similar cases victims haye died,” the state’s report adds cheerfully. , No olace to hide! Makes Youi Think— To listen to the folks describing the speedy driving that brought them into the clutches of the Law is enough to make your hair rear up with fright. It’s even worse when the officers get going. Recently in the local recorders court one of the patrolmen was testifying in a case; “He was spee^ng 70, weaving down the 'road. He was weaving from side to side of the center line. Went clear over on the shoulder once or twice. Then he’d weave back »• You could feel the folks listen ing sort of shifting in their seats. They were right out there on the road with him and they could see that car coming at them. “He weaves—” said the officer—and what do you do? You have to weave, too, with him coming at you. He weaves, you weave, he weaves, you counter him. . . The officer leaned right and left, illustrating^ and everybody lean ed a bit along with him. To judge by the sigh that went up when he got through, and the settling of chairs, a good many folks there were about ready to let out a “Hallelujah!” when they found themselves back in the Southern Pines town hall and not out there weaving on that Lake Bay Road. Hun? Never! These fight cases put a strain on a man. Joe and Bill are picked up for fighting in th.s street. Joe says: Okay, he’s guilty, but Bill says he isn’t. “He hit me,” says Bill. “The officer says you were on top of him,” says the prosecutor. “That’s right,” says Bill, “I was. But he hit me first.” “You didn’t have to fight, did you?” says the prosecutor, “You could have run away, couldn’t you?” Bill, young, crewcut, from Fort Bragg, standing up: “NO SIR!” The PILOT Published Every Thursday by THE PILOT, Incorporated Southern Pines. North Carolina 1941—JAMES BOYD—1944 Katharine Boyd Editor C. Benedict Associate Editor Dan S. Ray Gen. Mgr. C. G. Council Advertising Mary Scott Newton Business Mary Evelyn de Nissoff Society Composing Room Dixie B. Ray, Michael Valen, Thomas Mattocks, J. E. Pate, Sr., Charles Weatherspoon and John E. Lewis. Subscription Rates Moore County One Year $4.00 Outside Moore County One Year $5.00 Second-class Postage paid at Southern Pines, N. C. Member National Editorial Assn, and N. C. Press Assn.
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