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University Daily Kansan Thursday, Oct. 15, 1970
An Apology
For nearly two weeks we have been under the impression that the proposed state educational building program, recently passed by the Board of Regents, was a "stepped-up" affair, specially designed to alleviate the enrollment surge expected by 1962.
The regents' program, passed by an 8-1 vote, allows $16,168,000 from the Educational Building Fund (EBF) toward completing or adding to buildings at seven state institutions by 1965. This will be three years after the crisis is reached.
The regents proposed that $775,000, destined for improvements at schools for the blind and deaf, be appropriated from the general fund. Without that sum, the total EBF allotment will diminish to $15,393,000. This figure includes the money needed for both phases of the educational building program.
If the regents are willing to break the ice and ask the legislature for money to finance the schools for the blind and deaf, could they not just as well have asked for an appropriation for educational institutions?
Since the enrollment in state colleges and universities is expected to nearly double by 1962, the regents would have been wise to declare a state of emergency in the educational field. Such a declaration would make a special grant from the general fund easier to get.
By further use of simple mathematics, we find that the regents' plan calls for a $3,078,600 yearly allotment from the EBF for the five-year period.
Unfortunately, we interpreted the regents' proposal as an act of generosity, designed to complete the needed buildings as soon as possible. We called it a "stepped-up" program. We were far from correct.
Obviously, the regents have done nothing more than approve what has been the standard procedure since the EBF was founded in 1941. There has been no effort on the part of the board to step-up the building program toward an early completion. Basically it has reapproved spending the $3 million or so which is made available annually anyway.
Raymond Nichols; executive secretary of the University, informed The Daily Kansan that the program "is a five-year project which could be accelerated by the (state) legislature if the legislature saw fit to do it that way, that is, by using other revenue from the general budget."
There is no doubt that the need for the proposed school buildings will be strongly felt long before they are completed. It is shameful that the Board of Regents, as the governing body of Kansas colleges and universities, did nothing to assuage the predicted enrollment crisis.
We apologize to our readers for misleading them by giving the false impression that the regents voted for a "stepped-up" building program. Our only hope now lies in the legislature.
To the Board of Regents, we say "thank you"
—for nothing. —John Husar
Wise ASC Decision
The All Student Council has taken a step forward by designating "Spectrum." as the official literary academic magazine for the campus.
The vote (19-0) was significant. It indicates that this year's ASC is getting away from the idea that student publications are not worthwhile.
Opposition to student magazines has been strong on the campus for several years. Last year the "Fowl" fell from favor after its first issue. "Universitas" (the original title for "Spectrum") was veted by the ASC before it got underway.
But this year the bill for "Spectrum" pleased the council and the magazine was launched quickly. Now, only the die-hard critics remain
to be shown. Some of these are faculty members and administrators who still smart from the barbs of the infamous "Sour Owl." The others are complacent students who oppose new ideas in the name of conformity.
It is up to the publishers of the new magazine to show the critics that enlightened student publications can be a valuable addition to the campus.
We have talked to members of the staff and feel they have a strong format. Their ideas for content show originality and taste.
We wish them good fortune, both with their publication and their opposition.
—George DeBord
...Letters...
Editor:
Either Mr. (Rick) Barnes (president of the senior class) takes the members of the senior class for blithering idiots or Mr. Barnes himself is one of the same, which is not beyond credulity.
"Dear Fellow Classmates,
The first sentence from a letter to all seniors by Mr. Barnes inviting them to the senior coffee reads:
"...and away we go! We've got a really big 'show' lined up for this year. Hell yes man, like you're a Senior."
I rest my case.
James Mall Atchison senior
Letters to Fred
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From George DeBord
Dear Fred.
Now before you start kicking up another fuss, let me explain that I've been in school a couple of years and haven't had time to write. But I suppose you have ways of finding me out up there so it wouldn't do me any good to lie about how hard I'm working anyway.
I sure was sorry about missing you when I got out of the service, but you could have waited, you know. I mean, that was sort of inconsiderate of you to up and die like that after I had waited three years to shake hands. (Dad told me you learned how during your last year with them.)
How is it up there? They feeding you good, Boy? How about the time old Aunt Mabel filled your dish with carrots and lettuce? Man, you really turned up your nose at that one. The folks still get a kick out of talking about that look you gave her. You could express digust about as well as anyone I've ever met.
But to get on, I suppose you're anxious to hear of my accomplishments. I'm almost educated now and I got married. You'd like our apartment because there is a perfect spot for your dish in the corner between the stove and the refrigerator.
And you remember the way you used to lie on your back with your paws in the air snoring away under the buffet (the folks still talk about that too)—well, we've got the perfect place for you. Right under the coffee table. Our new dog loves it.
Now don't get mad! Of course we got another dog. What? You want we should be married and not have a dog to side with in our arguments? I thought you'd understand if you saw the facts. You always were pretty good about reasoning things out and seeing the other guy's side.
Really though, what I wanted to talk to you about was this college business. It's just not like the old days when we used to be off about 8 o'clock and
walk to the campus together. Remember the time when I was a freshman, just before Uncle Sam got me, when you crashed that party at the frat house. Boy, were you embarrassed! You had thought you were the only dog in my life until you saw the girl I was with.
You took off with your tail between your legs running so fast you crashed right into the keg. Over it went, spilling half the beer right onto the dance floor. Then, you stood around lapping it up with the rest of my buddies. We used to raise a lot of hell in those days...
But it isn't like that anymore. I don't think you'd care for it on the Hill. It's sort of like a business. You know eight to five and all kinds of tensions. I was invited to a little get-together the other night and was told to bring a case.
I thought the hostess meant beer and all the others showed up with histories of juvenile delinquents... It seems it was a meeting of the Psychology Club and they were doing a study or something and I didn't fit in very well.
So you see, maybe you're not so bad off up there. (How is it, running over those clouds by now? Keeping the old feet clean for a change?) We would fit into this New Society like an off-color joke at the Sunday Afternoon Flower Club. So, you just enjoy yourself and I'll drop you a line from time to time.
The rabbits are starting to run and I kind of miss having you around to fake like you could catch them if you really wanted to. The sumac is magnificent this time of year.
Bac
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