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Monday, October 26, 1970
University Daily Kansan
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KU Alumni Consistently Generous
Among the crises facing American higher education today is the problem of money.
According to Robin Fleming, president of the University of Michigan, "all universities are in financial trouble."
The financial problems of higher education today can be traced to two principal causes—the current economic recession and campus unrest.
Inflation has curbed both industrial and private support and campus violence has tended to discourage private donations and legislative funding.
At the same time that the flow of money to colleges and universities is being crimped, the need is greater than ever. Total spending for higher education has risen from $19.3 billion in 1966 to an estimated 26.1 billion in the current year.
Costs to students are rising, cutbacks in government research are hurting many schools, legislatures are sharply cutting schools' requests for funds and voters in schools are rejecting bond issues for higher education.
With the curtailing of state and federal aid to education, there must be increased reliance on private giving as a source of support. But again, because of economic conditions and campus violence, private gifts
to many schools have been sharply cut also.
KU has consistently ranked among the top ten state universities in the nation in alumni support.
Gifts to the KU Endowment Association have made possible the acquisition of 900 of the 990 acres that today comprise the KU campus. 45 of the present campus buildings came from private support.
In spite of KU's troubled spring and summer, KU alumni have helped make KU fourth among all state-controlled institutions in total alumni gifts. Gifts made during 1870 represent a 7 per cent increase in dollar value for the Foundation Association funds made possible 5,454 loans to students and 1,435 scholarships, fellowships, and prizes.
Endowment Association funds are helping to construct the new addition to Malott Hall. Other major projects funded by the alumni group include Un募资基金会 college and the projected McColum Loberies to serve the physical sciences and a mental retardation research lab at the Medical Center to serve handicapped children.
With public support for education in a period of unpopularity, KU students can be appreciative that their school's needs are being met so generously by the Endowment Association.
—Bob Womack
George and the Invincible Dragon
St. George met the dragon faculty at last Thursday's University Senate meeting and even his gleaming double-edged Velvet VonEnde sword thudded impotently against the tough dragon hide.
The dragon was quick to tell kind St. George that, because his blade wasn't honed sharp enough, he couldn't do battle with George, because of procedural matters, of course.
George, a bit disgruntled, asked where he could have his weapon sharpened to comply with procedures.
"The village smithy," the dragon answered.
Dutifully, George plodded off to the smithy.
"I can't do it," the smithy said. "The dragon told me to not deal with you because of the substance of your argument, and he owns most of the stock in the shop, you
know."
"Dragon! I've been to the smithy and he refused me on substantive grounds and you refuse me on procedures," George said. "I demand a fair shake, and a chance to meet you on free ground."
The dragon pondered George's upstartness and screamed, "Begone, unworthy peasant!"
George, his armor dented and somewhat tarnished, stumbled about, a bit dazed by images of the Gorton dragon whizzing by, then walked away vowing a rematch.
The dragon smiled his victory smile, amused at the antics of the little braggart, and resumed musing about the really neat monograph (and tenure to follow) he was planning, before he was so rudely interrupted.
Tom Slaughter
RICHARD LOUV COLUMN
Once I put down on paper that Washington was a magical city, a mystical city, a city that might once have been Camelot but was now Or, something cold and shimmering like an emerald, something warm and inviting to all our creatures all our realities, while the Wizard tries to decide what and who he is.
Now that I have ballooned away from that city, I look back and see that I was both right and wrong. There are still humans in Washington—I know, because I saw them picking their noses. Like the munchkins of Ox, they're frantic, hopping, trying to be heard, yet they may remain tiny and helpless against the computer city, naked against the cold.
Think of this; they are at least hopping. They are at least frantic to be heard, no matter what their politics.
There is a kind of mobility about that, because there is a disease spreading that has little to do with the system, a disease that replaces it.
Last summer, while employed in Senator James Pearson's office, I had the great pleasure to read Ramparts magazine in the bathroom next to Sien. Strom Thurmond's office. Also got the chance to stop the car in front of Agnew's office, bark a few times, then move the elevator on down.
It is a difficult revelation to you when you realize that those MEN are really men. Lemmy Bruce said he voted for John Kennedy in 1968, but the real imagination Kennedy goes to bed with his wife, and wouldn't it be the devil to have children, real screaming children in the White House?
Senior Senator Fulbright race by with a pile of papers jammed under his arm, sliding and sliding around a corner with his shirt tail out, is what I mean. He passed, burns, and I wanted to chase after him out, "Thank Bill's I mean." By the way, your shirt tails' out.
Even Goldwater is at least alive, not fit to be president, but at least alive.
When he spoke to a group of interns and aides he seemed honest and touchable. Visions of the last of the benevolent cattle barons, able to stop the bunkhouse fight by laying his hands on two sets of shoulders. Up there on the Ponderosa. Moral. He seemed to be the kind of man who really would do anything to help you, person to person, but who understands pride and the awful impulses that supercharged for you. He knows the Indians should have more control over their lives, and the government should step back and let loose.
But Goldwater approacha America's sores like a witchdoctor. He truly believes that "if everyone went home tonight and never said the word hate again, we wouldn't be facing death," she says. Barry should know, you can't get everybody to think the same way all the time, especially about something as precious and human as hate. Dust, dance, and human abuse will not make the wish come true.
At least Barry believes Americans have something better in their hearts than hate them. "We want to atomize North Vietnam."
Then there are those who don't think about it
Like Gordon Allott, who has the disease that's killing America.
Garnished Gordon Allott, senator from Colorado. He is the dinosaur at the opposite pole from those most determined to stay alive. Allott is clean, every hair in place, clothes just right for the golf course. He is talking to a group of us now, I can see him, giving the impression that he is breathless from his job from the Country Club. (White, of course.) You can't be confident in someone steps outside the rules, well, perhaps that person should step outside the country. Close the door behind you, if you please, air conditioning does cost money, you know.
Gordon Allott is Henry Bubb Goes to Washington.
Gordon Allott represents the kind of man deathly atran orople different from him, defensively uncomfortable around anyone who cannot be content holding the cocktail glass. Allott has a very large constituency in America.
It is interesting and contradictory that a state like Colorado would produce a senator like Allott. Colorado the State is open, rough, honest. Allott is known as a backstabber, slick; he'll step all over you with those golf spikes if you put the cocktail glass down on his imposition. He will play at home, but he's also flat, safe. He wants to build a misleave wall around his country club, like pine logs around a fort, in order to keep those who are different out.
The contradiction does not carry all the way.
Colorado is known for its large deposits of dinosaur bones . . .
There are those who are diseased, and those who are still trying to say alive, and then there is another kind of man, few in number, whose illness is too serious.
Senator Goodell's press secretary is talking to the interns, stalling while we wait for Goodill to arrive. The press secretary is a balding, pock-marked man in his late thirties, dressed in bells and wide lapels. He worked with Bobby Kennedy's press secretary during the camp; he wasn't as fluent in English as Diana. He had been in Los Angeles. He was talking about how America could be better, his sad eyes flashing only occasionally. He jabs out his finger, and suddenly he becomes clear, this little man talking about how the Indian suicide rate is unacceptable, and only youth can solve it. How do you feel you're looking at a ghost of Bobby Kennedy, and you truly believe a small shell when she says that when Bobby died, part of him died too.
You can feel the man wanting to believe in something, and hanging
loge of someone who's walked away, and will never return again.
America is haunted by what might have been. And while there, the Allotts multiply every day. Human warmth is marked down as a bandage on the golf scorepad; as is anger and integrity and refusal to pass the buck.
But when you're down this far in your faith in powerful men, you have to grasp at straws. Like the fact that they all go to the bathroom. At least they do that. And at least they must make sounds. At least. As technocrats, until the walking dead, come and make them silent.
A Picture of Failure, Apathy
By MIKE MOFFET Kansan Staff Writer
Committee, in a press release regarding action of the Kansas Board of Regents.
—Student Senate Executive
"It's ironic that those who perceive themselves as the defenders of democracy are the first to ignore the process to satisfy their own prejudices."
"As for 'dont-trust-anyone-over-
the fence', I think they ought to drop the zeros."
—James Simon Kunen in "The
strawberry Statement: Notes of a College Revolutionary"
Very few students have ever been to a Student Senate meeting, including some student senators. Last Wednesday night, a meeting called for 7 p.m. in the Kansas Union was dismissed at 7:45 because the first roll call failed to show a quorum present. The count was 18 short of the one-over-half needed.
Nevertheless, the trick to holding one of these meetings is simple:
If you can establish enough momentum at the first of the meeting to hang on for at least three hours, hope that no one calls for a quorum count, because finding more than half of the senators could be a problem, especially at 2 a.m.
Then, do business on behalf of the students of the University of Kansas.
Spend their money, lend their support, castigate their enemies.
All the while, know that most senators their constituents thinks about these matters.
Have leaders—well-intentioned, but
overly protective in the agency by apathy,
oversteer their government.
Have less prominent members who become frustrated with this oligarchy and see a solution in a within-the-Senate count to little more than back stabbing.
The full picture comes into view—a small, relatively powerful group of students, trying to accomplish some meaningful things for their fellows, but failing by fighting among themselves over personalities, and by being sidetracked by sometimes implusive and intolerant leadership.
Yet, something is still missing from this description of the Senate—the failure. It is missing because I painted a picture instead of hanging a mirror.
The greatest lack of responsibility lies at the feet of the student body. For whether or not we voted (and very few of us did), somebody is supposed to be representing us, and if our concern ran into trouble, maybe we'd about Senate action in the Kansan, maybe some things would change. But it doesn't and they won't.
'Your Hair's Too Long, Kid'
LETTERS
To the Editor:
Monday, I attempted to obtain two free tickets for his speech at Municipal Auditorium. Following the instructions in the newspaper, I went to Johnson County Republican Headquarter and met a woman on duty that she "just gave away the last two tickets."
Richard Nixon seems to be constantly stressing how the vast majority of his audience is behind him. There's a reason for this.
Because my hair is slightly longer than David Eisenhower's, I said the truth. My suspicions were confirmed ten minutes later when my father, a gray-haired man with a hairdie, two tickets by the same woman.
With my two tickets in hand, I stood in the crowd as it filed into the auditorium. When I reached the ticket taker, he grabbed my bag and informed me who informed me that my ticket wasn't color-coated, and that it
glasses, combed my hair straight back, and was admitted at another door with my remaining "forged" ticket.
was, in fact, counterfit and not meant for this event. He ripped the ticket and told me to leave. He was backed up by several officers from City Police Force. I witnessed this procedure several times.
Is it any wonder why the President's audiences "stand up and be counted?"
Determined to get in, I removed my wire-rimmed
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"A good American, buster, is someone who obeys the laws, votes, and works for a living."
A Freak (never mind his name, they all look the same, you know) paused and decided to rap with good citizen Corkscrew.
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"We do appreciate the opportunities which you've all provided for us," he answered, "but I don't like your saying that we're not good Americans. After all, what is a good American?"
An onlooking member of the Silent Majority, whom we shall call Spiral Corkscrew, jeered at the marching crowd: "Why can't you people behave yourselves like good Americans? You all go to college while the rest of us are going to work or support your kind. You oughta be grateful for the opportunity to get ahead that we never had."
RAPPING LEFT
“Does that make us any better than good Russians who obey the law, vote, and work for a living? If we're not any better, then good Americans should shoot good Russians when the politicians tell us to do the reverse. Pretty soon, there might not be any good Russians or good Americans left. Just people like me.”
By GUS DIZEREGA
The following incident reportedly occurred during a recent demonstration against american imperialism in Vietnam;
"Hold up there, give me a chance to answer. People can't vote in Russia, they live under a dictatorship," Russian is someone who would try to overthrow the government if he had the chance. If they removed their secret police, the Russians would throw them tomorrow."
It's A Rich Man's Government
"I hope so, but tell me,
I don't know how I can win,
not worth supporting because it's a dictatorship where the people have no real voice in what's going on."
"And ours is worth it because we can vote?"
"Sure, kid."
"Yeah."
vote for Johnson in 1964 because he promised peace and didn't you vote for Nixon in 88 because he opposed him and out of Vietnam within a year?
"But don't you and people like you always say that you can't fight city ball? And what about national elections? Didn't you
"Yeah. I see where you're heading, you're going to say I have no voice in the government."
"Just as much as the next guy.
Do-gooders give too much money to niggers on welfare, but we'll change that."
"Most likely, but if you're just as important as the next man, why don't you run for office and clean things up?"
"Do you?"
"Politics is pigsth-1. No honest man would ever run and besides, I don't have the money."
"That's what I mean—only rich people have the money, so politicians do what the rich want 'em to do. Sure the vice president would like me to hear, but what does he do? He looks the feet of the wealthy."
"What about all that money that's spent on welfare then?"
"Hey man, have you ever checked to see how much they do get? Poor people as a whole pay more in taxes than they get in the state. But if they better off if the government didn't tax them and didn't pay them anything. The poor are a good scapegoat for the politicians to whip up resentment against them," he said, type, but the poor get screwed just as much as you do by the government."
"If the burns don't get the money, who does? I sure don't; I'm up to my neck in taxes and debts."
"Who else is left?" The rich. the fat cats who run the country. They buy the politicians who then see that everyone else pays for them. They don't pay for the benefits. How much income tax do you think H. L. Hunt or
you don't have to work for a living."
Nelson Rockefeller pay? The loopholes are there for you, too, if you can afford to get a lawyer."
"Well, you might be right, but that still doesn't give you licence to stand up," he said even harder for all. Besides, you've got it good! Your dad did so well and so well to make even harder for us
"Didn't you say that a good Russian should overthrow his government because it oppresses him? And isn't it true that you and other middle class people pay most of the taxes while the rich run the country? Didn't you and people like you build the country while the upper class skimmed off most of the cream? What should a good American do?"
"Ooby the law and keep his nose clean. You don't have to add to the mess."
"Hell. The reason we fought a revolution in 1776 was partly because we had to pay a tax on tea. Remember the slogan, "No
"Jefferson also wrote" '. When a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same object designes a vision to reduce them under absoluteitarianism, it is their right. It is their government, and to provide new guards for their future security.
taxation without representation? Did you ever read the Declaration of Independence? Jefferson wrote that men have certain absolute rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Our lives are forfeited today because of wars, the draft, and police murders like in the Civil War. Lawrence. Our liberty is invaded by the draft, repressive laws, and high taxes. Pursuit of happiness? Don't make me laugh. Our nation is much more than King George ever did.
"That would be up to each person to decide. When we say 'Let the People Decide' we mean that people should be able to decide for himself how he should live, so long as he doesn't hurt others. It's not about being an ideal citizen in a commune and smoke dope as it is for you to force me to cut my hair and live your way. The great big enough for all us to live in."
Man, the American thing to do is to overthrow the government."
At this point the discussion was broken off by the goons and street gangs, Public Safety, Corkscrew, however, was seen going to the library the next day to check out the American Revolution.
"Jefferson said that? What would you put in its place? Hippy free love communes?"
'What! Me worry?'