Page 2 University Daily Kansan Thursday, Nov. 13, 1958 --- Between Seasons Now that the home football season is over, one species of campus fungus goes underground. This specimen, known as the Wide-bottomed Seat Saver, will complete its life cycle in time to reappear for the first home basketball game. In the vast reaches of our athletic arenas, there are many seats. But only a small proportion of these are good seats. The student stadium section, while large enough for everyone, extends from the south 40 or thereabouts down into the end zone seats. Now many of our students have bugged up their eyesight from long years of study, and they just can't see a hundred yards. Result? They got a friend to save a seat on the fifty. Seat saving is prohibited in the student constitution, and it has abated from the horrible situation of a few years ago. But there are enough seats for all the students, so why seat saving? (3): Given the present situation, there will be no lasting cure for seat saving, which keeps some students from seeing the action no matter how early they arrive. Students will continue to save seats for each other as long as the only alternative is bad seats. The students are supposed to form the core of team support, and many derogatory words have been written about a lack of school spirit. But how can you cheer for a team you can't see? If student sections were put back where they belong—in the best seats in the house—the problem would be solved. There would be no reason to block off a section for pals, and in time the students might even get over the shock and start cheering the teams that are supposed to represent them. This places the choice before the Athletic Seating Board. The board can give the students a break, or it can chase the stray buck. So far, the students have come up short. —Al Jones Dummy Inspires Praise The jim-dandiest sentiments were awakened over the discovery of an un-labeled dummy hanging in the face of the Blake Hall clock. Most effigies usually "honor" some individual. This one didn't. It just hung in the clock, nameless, even faceless. The dummy gave the campus cops something extra to do that evening, a total of ten flights to climb, up and down. And it kept a few reporters and photographers interested for a while, breaking their normal, placid attitude. The event served a rather entertaining purpose, keeping the Miller Hall girls busy watching the motionless, blurred figure with the broken leg pose behind the translucent, moody clock-face. The girls even applauded the cops as they escorted the six-foot plus figure to the squad car. This is the most acclaim the cops have received all year. The worthwhile dummy listed a few achievements. It made some people feel successful, others important and everybody happy. There is only one regret. Perhaps the hanging could have taken place in the old Pioneer Cemetery west of town. Then we could have happily dubbed the event, "Effigy in a Country Churchyard." But it didn't, so that's that, except for one final thought: Whoever strung the dummy did an admirable job. The trick caused a bit of worry, but no damage, injury or defamation. Congratulations, fellas. —John Husar Sooey! Call us old fogeys if you will, but we'll say it again: Today's music isn't fit to call hogs with. There are a few spots of daylight among the trees, but the forest is overgrown with music that lacks freshness, taste, and rationality. Today's popular music is tailored to the taste of the high school set, which buys most of the single discs. This group wants music with a fierce, insistent beat, and devil take the melody. The rest of us, who buy albums, LPs, or no records at all, are left to suffer the music the kids want to hear. In pops, the choice of listenable sounds is restricted by the economics of rock and roll. There's more money in producing saleable garbage, so what company is going to refuse it? The kids grow out of it. By age 20, most of them achieve some maturity in their choice of music. But meantime, the air is filled with music that has no more right to exist than the bubonic plague. If we could get the rest of the abominators shipped overseas with Elvis, there might be time to adjust our youth to modern jazz, Dixieland, or June Christy ballads. Listeners of the world, unite! -A. J. LITTLE MAN ON CAMPUS By Dick Bibler "Why PAY 150 dollars for a skeleton after you graduate— I got this one after my first patient." Short Ones Our favorite coed dropped her elementary bowling course the other day. Said she didn't have time to spare. There are only about 35 shopping days before Christmas, and don't think the department stores will let you forget it. It's been explained the TNEs were celebrating the 25th anniversary of Repeal. UNIVERSITY Dailu Hansan University of Kansas student newspaper became bweekly in truweekly 1908, 1909, 1912. Telephone VIking 3-2700 Extension 711, news room Extension 376, business office Member Inland Daily Press Association. Associated Collegiate Press. Represen- ted by National Advertising Service. 42 Madison Hall, Madison, WI. A graduate of United Press Interna- tional. Mail subscription rates: $3 a semester or $4.50 a year. Published in Lawrence, Kan., every afternoon during the University year except Saturdays and Sundays in spring, summer, and fall periods. Entered as second-class matter Sept. 17, 1910, at Lawrence, Kan. post office under act of March 3, 1879. NEWS DEPARTMENT Malcolm Applegate ... Managing Editor BUSINESS DEPARTMENT Bill Irvine Business Manager SUA Jazz Club Presents EDITORIAL DEPARTMENT Al Jones Editorial Editor JAZZ CONCERT Sunday, Nov. 16, 8:00 p.m. Student Union Ballroom Admission: 50c Per Person Featuring一 KU's Outstanding Jazz Artists The Jays Modern Big Band Don Conard Quartet With Kenny Miller Piano-Less Quartet Experimental Sounds STUDENT UNION ACTIVITIES Patronize Your Kansan Advertisers SHARK, COPYRIGHT 1958 B THE GOOA-COLA COMPANY. Rara Avis It's a rare bird indeed who doesn't care for the good taste of Coke! In fact, you might even call him an odd ball. After all, 58 million times a day somebody, somewhere, enjoys Coca-Cola. All these people just can't be wrong! SIGN OF GOOD TASTE Bottled under authority of The Coca-Cola Company by KANSAS CITY COCA-COLA BOTTLING CO. Kansas City, Mo.