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University Daily Kansan Wednesday. Feb. 24, 1960
Let's Hunt for Reds
Think you have heard this one before? Nope, we're not talking about the triades of Joe McCarthy or the Red Scares of the 1930s. This is a new chapter in the history of Commie catching in the United States.
Sound the alarms! Wake the people! Our churches are being infiltrated by Reds!
The new "Hunt for Reds" game originated in a recently released Air Force training manual for noncommissioned officers. The manual which has been withdrawn from use and repudiated by defense officials, linked U.S. churches to Communistic influence.
Homer H. Hyde, a civilian employee of the Air Force who wrote the manual, has said he obtained his information from two pamphlets. The first was "30 of the 95 men who gave us the Revised Standard Version of the Bible," published by the Circuit Riders Inc. of Cincinnati.
The other was "The National Council of Churches Indicts Itself on 50 counts of Treason to God and Country," by the Rev. Billy Hargis of Tulsa, a radio-television evangelist.
- 719 officers of the National Council of Churches have records of Communist affiliation.
- 30 of the 95 persons who aided in preparation of the Bible revision, under the sponsorship of the National Council, have been affiliated with pro-Communist fronts, projects and publications.
- The National Council promotes socialism which is contrary to our historic way of life.
Hargis' publication also made a number of
other charges, including complaints that the council or its officials have criticized the American system of private enterprise, have sought to establish a world church, have praised the "Godless U.N." and have tried to monopolize religious broadcasts on radio and television.
Spokesmen for the National Council have repudiated the charges.
Now the congressmen have stepped into the issue. Hyde has received telegrams from two of our Washington legislators. One of these was from Wint Smith, Kansas' representative from the Sixth District. Smith's telegram said:
"You have rendered a patriotic service. Men before you have been demoted and fired for daring to write and tell the truth. Anyone with an eighth grade education knows there are many so-called ministers peddling Communist propaganda."
This isn't the first time our patriotic witch hunters have gone on field trips to catch subversives. They stomp, make altruistic-sounding accusations and eventually catch a couple of Communists while defaming the names of hundreds of innocent Americans. Men become afraid to make liberal comments because they might be linked with so-called un-American or subversive groups.
It is too early to determine whether or not a nation-wide Red hunt will materialize. But if it does, we'll be here with enough ink in our pens to comment upon every accusation.
-Doug Yocom
Not Too Late for Help
Editor:
Although the country is at last waking up somewhat to the trials of the brilliant child in many American communities, this is too late to avert tragedy for one of these boys, a former KU student. But it is not too late to help him, and I am confident many of his former classmates and instructors, and perhaps others who may simply want to express gratitude for their own good fortune, might like to do what they can.
Lowell Lee Andrews was throughout his childhood a quiet, sensitive boy whose schoolmates (and some teachers) consistently punished him for the gross sin of liking to study, of reading books that were not even assigned, of being more interested in fossils and nature study than in football.
He loved music, was thus obviously a sissy, and ridiculed mercilessly. His parents and sister suffered with him in the persecution he received as a "Brain," and were, in partial compensation, his devoted companions. His parents worried about the psychological
...Letters...
effect upon him of the isolation he suffered. After he entered KU they began to worry less. At last, Lee was with people who valued what he valued. At last he was not a freak because he thought zoology was fascinating. At last he was with men who appreciated music, and had respect, not contempt, for a boy who loved to play it.
After a childhood such as his, making friends with those his own age was not easy, but he felt he was making headway. In October, 1953, his sophomore year, his mother told me: "For the first time since he started to school, we are at ease about Lee. He is happy in school, not only with his classes but with his schoolmates. It is lonesome at home when he doesn't come home week-ends, of course, but we are all so pleased that he is at last finding congenial companions his own age, and having a little normal boy fun."
On Tuesday, at the beginning of Thanksgiving vacation, Lee told me he was looking forward to going home, of course-Union cooking isn't quite like mother's--but he was looking forward to coming back to school, too. He had settled
on his major, had a couple of less favored courses out of the road, and was finding some others quite interesting. During Thanksgiving vacation he shot his mother, father and sister, has since been tried, pronounced mentally ill by consultants from Menningers, but nevertheless pronounced guilty of murder and sentenced to death. The sentence has been stayed by The Superior Court. He is now at the state penitentiary—waiting.
What happened? No one seems to know—least of all Lee. But every mother—or wife—knows that often a hurt child—or man—turns his frustrated fury on those who love him most, and whom he loves most. The grim fact is that Lee is once more isolated, in the most terrible isolation imaginable, for the three who formerly shared and helped alleviate his loneliness are gone. All that might give him companionship now is books. And it is at this point that those who are deposed to can help. May I quote from Lee's letter?
LITTLE MAN ON CAMPUS By Dick Bibler
"letters from friends have been almost non-existent. Yes, you—or anyone—can send me books, but they must come directly from the publishers (otherwise there are too many ways of smuggling in illicit messages, etc.). We have a library here, but it is rather small and almost entirely composed of westerns, "whodunits," and that sort of thing—good only to kill time—and absolutely nothing in the way of poetry or drama. Drama (particularly by such authors as O'Neill, Shaw, Ibsen) would be appreciated, as would worth-while novels, and poetry, and books on such subjects as biology (zoology), the physical sciences, anthropology, psychology, philosophy, etc."
"BY THE WAY, THAT SILLY WORTHAL CALLED ME FOR A DATE AGAIN"
It occurred to me that students enjoying the comparative riches of the KU library might wish to help send such books, to a boy who surely ought to have them. As part of the society which assuredly shares his guilt, we might thus do some small thing to help atone. Perhaps the Kansan or the Student Council could take charge of such a fund.
Bonnie Bess King 1133 Rhode Island
With John Morrissey
We used to watch TV in the evenings last semester. The shows were good, but not half as entertaining as the view that can be seen from our east window which faces the rear parking lot of a sorority house.
Looks This Way . . .
By Jack Harrison
"What a lousy mess they'll have around here," Harry moaned as he hit the flippers, picking up a free game and sloshing beer over the side of his glass.
The boys were really worried the other dav.
Someone had mentioned that KU enrollment will more than double in the next 10 years. Of course the boys are concerned with the plight of the younger generation. Some of them have a selfish interest as well — at the rate they're going, they'll still be around in 1970.
Drifting off into a daydream, we took a look at the world of 1970, as KU students will see it:
Everyone is reading about the first big news story of the school year. A freshman was lost in the hills east of Lawrence while looking for the end of the enrollment line.
That fine old classic course— Trees and Shrubs—has been discontinued, as parking lots and sidewalks have replaced all the botanical specimens on campus.
In planning their schedules, students are more concerned with the place a class meets. Everyone seems to avoid those listed for "campanile," "tennis court No. 6," and "Memorial Stadium, 40-vard line."
With many of the books already stored there, Memorial Stadium has become a major branch of Watson Library. One mellow October afternoon there is a riot in the stands, as graduate students storm up from the stacks to quiet things down so they can study.
The adjustment to sardine-like living is felt in all quarters. Chancellor Murphy is asked to leave for lunch precisely at 11:50 every day — a German lab must meet in his office.
A crash building program has been completed, with every building on campus receiving an additional story. The view is terrific from Strong Annex E. second floor.
The available dormitories go to the women. Each freshman male is issued a pup tent. Those scoring highest on a placement test get first crack at the choice camping sites.
All buildings and rooms are utilized for classes. Basketball fans arriving at Allen Field House early can pick up the closing remarks of the six o'clock biology lecturer.
With more students than seats in the field house, each student is allowed to watch just one-fourth of a game. Those choice final-10-minute seats are traded for tuition scholarships. And the action is halted during an exciting Big Eight game while the Pinkerton men clean out the students who are reluctant to leave when their tickets have expired.
The worst mess of all is on the sidewalks. We cannot describe the 10 a.m. pandemonium.
Worth Repeating
One American national trait which irritates many Americans and must be convenient for our critics is that we relentlessly advertise our imperfections.—Henry Cabot Lodge
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There are about a million discriminating readers in this country. . . What disturbs me as an editor is that this number has not increased appreciably since the year 1920. What has increased is the public for comic books, for murder mysteries, for sex and sadism. Edward A. Weeks
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A nation that cannot trust its intellectuals cannot trust itself... It shouts its insecurity to the world.—A Whitney Griswold
Dailu Hansan
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