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Summer Session Kansan Tuesday, June 27, 1961
Goldwater's Conservatism
Barry Goldwater's brand of conservatism is selling like hotcakes these days.
I can't buy it though — to me it's just a warmed over version of the old let's-turn-the-clock-back-to-1929 argument. Most of Goldwater's proposals are impractical as well as outdated. The federal government is here to stay, as far as affecting the individual's personal life is concerned, and that's that.
CONSERVATISM, ACCORDING TO GOLDwater, is a "dynamic" thing, or at least his version is "dynamic." How conservatism can be dynamic at the same time is beyond me, but perhaps I'm not hep to the latest political lingo.
Goldwater seems to regard himself as a Moses who will lead the people out of a wilderness of red tape, bureaucracy, and other federal irritations. I think he's gone off on a tangent. Sure, it would be nice if society could take care of itself without any outside help, but this simply doesn't work out in practice.
ABE LINCOLN ONCE SAID, "The Lord must have liked the common man: he made so many of
them." Battling Barry should keep this in mind the next time he advocates the elimination of social security. Too many of us common folk would suffer if our economic security was suddenly swept out the door.
You'll recall Herbert Hoover, a man who's grown in stature since he's been out of office, believed that the federal government should keep a hands off policy regardless of the circumstances. He saw this policy carried out during the worst days of the depression with disastrous results. Fortunately, times are so much better today that there's no real comparison. However, I'd shudder to think what would happen if the federal government suddenly turned over most of its programs and responsibilities to private enterprise.
AMERICAN PRIVATE ENTERPRISE has proved to be one of the wonders of the world, and rightly so, but there are too many things it simply can't do. Thus, anybody who advocates that almost all the problems of the country can be solved through this force alone is guilty of a gross oversimplification.
Chuck Morelock
Worth Repeating
Most Germans probably did not know the actual details of liquidation. They may not have known about the mechanics of the gas ovens (one official Nazi historian called them "the anus of the world"). But when the house next door was emptied over night of its tenants, or when Jews, with their yellow star sewn on their coats, were barred from the air-raid shelters and made to cower in the open, burning streets, only a blind cretin could not have known. —George Steiner
Daily Crossword Puzzle
ACROSS
1 Rudely executed painting.
5 Go away!
10 General Clark.
14 In addition.
15 Residence.
16 Eagerness for action.
17 Garden.
18 Site of “Operation Deep-Freeze.”
20 Ominous signs.
22 Coast Guard vessel.
23 Keep secret.
24 Man’s name.
25 Satirical imitation.
28 Mauled.
28 Beguile.
32 Signor Prato.
35 Sportive trick.
35 Make fast.
36 British news agency.
39 Old — Theatre.
40 Candled —
42 Smithereens.
43 Break.
45 Debutantes.
47 Pole iumps.
48 Not abounding.
49 Region.
50 Where the wake is.
53 Giving.
57 Short and lively rural strains.
59 Liquid rock.
60 Sourdine.
61 Great artery.
62 Affectedly nice.
63 Mountain ridge.
64 Perceiver.
65 Park on the Hudson.
DOWN
1 Not easily fathomed.
2 Actor Ray.
3 Employer.
4 Bottom of the sea.
5 Sterne's hero Tristam.
6 Short story.
7 Tracks.
8 Man's name.
9 Famous Flemish geographer.
10 High-spirited.
11 Came down.
12 Field day event.
13 Burr in wood.
19 Abrupt.
21 Duck.
24 Walking sticks.
25 School assignment.
26 Friend from Mejico.
27 Rounds of a ladder.
28 Posts for tying hawers.
29 Emulate.
28 Royal order.
31 Waterways between piers.
33 Conductor.
38 Made of ivory.
38 Not full.
41 Calmer.
4 Animal of Christmas song.
4 Poet and singer.
4 Poughkceepsie's college.
49 Philippine island.
50 Weapons.
51 Borsch.
52 Ballerina's dancing skirt.
53 Rank below a baron: Abbr.
54 Not foolhardy.
55 Keenly eager.
56 Not sound or efficient.
58 Card game.
(Answer on page 6)
3 Million Flee Red Tyrants
FRANKFURT — (UPI) — More than 3 million refugees have fled the East German Communist regime since 1945, reducing its population to 17 million compared with West Germany's 53 million.
Among them were 12,000 members of the "People's Police" and military forces—enough for a division of elite, highly-trained troops. Among them also were the cream of the East's professional classes and, in recent months especially, many of its farmers.
There has also been a much smaller, though persistent, movement from West to East, including old people going back to live with relatives, persons in trouble with West German law, Communist agents and sympathizers, and some disgruntled deserters from the West German armed forces.
Official West German refugee statistics go back only to September, 1949, when the rift between the two states was cemented by creation of the eastern "German Democratic Republic" on the territory of the Soviet occupation zone.
There were only 22.000 of these last year, however, in contrast to some 200.000 East Germans who came West.
For the Communists, the constant flow of refueues out of the "workers' paradise" despite threats of heavy punishment is a severe propaganda blow. It is also a serious problem for the labor market and for the East German intelligence service.
From September, 1949, through December, 1960. a total of 2,531-540 persons applied for emergency acceptance in West Germany. An estimated half million eastern Germans had come over between 1945 and 1949.
Since 1945 more than 400,000 farmers and members of their families have fled. The hectic collectivization drive last year increased the flow and deepened food shortages.
About 16,000 teachers left schools during the same time, and roughly the same number of technicians and engineers went west, rocking Soviet-inspired planning goals.
Students who might fill the vacancies left by refugees are also fleeing. In 1960 alone 1,025 students followed 41 faculty members to the West, where the ringing bell in the morning means the milkman instead of the security police agent.
SUMMER SESSION KANSAN
NEWS DEPARTMENT Chuck Morelock and Ron Gallagher Co-F
BUSINESS DEPARTMENT
Chuck Martinache  Business Mgr.
By Calder M. Pickett
Associate Professor of Journalism
LITTLE BROWN BROTHER, by Leon Wolff. Doubleday, $4.95.
If one is tempted to think of the Spanish-American War and the resultant Philippines insurrection as a comic-opera war he should read this excellent new history. Leon Wolff tells in swift, narrative style the sordid story of manifest destiny on the march, the bloody tale of a conquering people bent on justifying a rationale.
WOLFF DOES NOT TAKE a preachy position. Like most Americans he has come to accept the conquest of the Philippines as one more episode in the march of America toward world greatness. He comments on the Samuel Flagg Bemis view that the war was a national aberration.
"Little Brown Brother" is social history in a sense. There was America in the 1890s, flexing its big fat muscles after two or three decades of Gilded Age growth. Admiral Mahan was writing of the influence of sea power upon history. Frederick Jackson Turner was commenting on the passing of the frontier. Social Darwinians were using the ideas of Spencer to justify economic—and imperial—piracy.
The notions of Mahan were read with particular interest by that growing boy Theodore Roosevelt, by John Hay, who in a novel of the eighties had shown his contempt for the weaklings of the world, by Henry Cabot Lodge and the irrepressible orator, Albert Beveridge, who was so masterful at turning a phrase to justify American movement into the rest of the world.
AND HEARST AND PULITZER (and, it must be admitted, soon, the respectable Ochs of the New York Times) were trumpeting on their front pages and in their editorial columns the jingoistic spirit of the day. So we went to Cuba to drive out the Spanish beast. And we went into the Philippines and pretty soon became as bestial as the Spanish—or so Leon Wolff tells the story.
Much of this is familiar, but much is not hit at too hard in those grade school courses in American history. The Europeans and Japan were carving up China like a Thanksgiving turkey. America was afraid it would miss out. Roosevelt was especially afraid, and in 1898 he waited till Navy Secretary Long was out of the office, and then he gave orders to Admiral Dewey to move.
"Oh, dewy was the morning/Upon the first of May./And Dewey was the Admiral/Down in Manila Bay," sang old Ironquill of Kansas. Dewey became a national hero. The United States decided it wanted the Philippines, and it conned Spain out of them. Then it had the terrible task of pacifying the islands.
THERE WAS A MAN NAMED Aguinaldo, and there were murderous Moros, swinging their bolo knives and swooping down upon American soldiers in a religious frenzy. There were incompetence and deceit and treachery and always American rationalization. Anti-imperialists like Mark Twain and William Jennings Bryan criticized bitterly U.S. policy, but they were in the minority.
The heroes were McKinley and Taft, Dewey and Otis, and a cool Kansas soldier named Funston. who used a troop of fanatical Maccabebes who, disguised as prisoners of war, went into the back country and captured Aguinaldo. He won the Congressional Medal of Honor and the contempt of idealists the country over.
In his bibliography, Leon Wolff credits chiefly printed materials for his backgrounds. This was necessary because only one major participant of the Philippines campaign still was alive at the time of writing. That man was the leader of the insurrectos, Emilio Aguinaldo.
REFLECTIONS IN A GOLDEN EYE, by Carson McCullers. Bantam Classics. 50 cents.
Tennessee Williams provides the introduction to Carson McCullers' startling and uncanny novella about an episode in two lives in the modern South. He answers the people who wonder why southerners write such awful books about such awful people. Williams and Mrs. McCullers would contend that the Gothic episodes related in her novels and plays and Williams' plays and Faulkner's novels surely have as much validity as the pretty little stories of a generation or so ago.
This story is grim in the way that much of "The Sound and the Fury" is grim. After all, the attachment of a deaf-mute for a half-wit is not what might be called a typical plot. But there is compassion here, and tenderness, such as the author offered in another mood piece, "The Member of the Wedding." Whether this is a classic is debatable, but it surely is one of the more interesting works to emerge from the southern regionalists of the last decade or so.
POINT COUNTER POINT. by Aldous Huxley. Avon, 75 cents.
As a literary trick, "Point Counter Point," with its novel within a novel, is of interest on a technical level. As a mordant description of British society in the 1920s it reveals the high degree of perception that Aldous Huxley reached in his early career.
Huxley has remained a superlative social critic. Society is his large target, but he reveals society through men more than through institutions. He digs deep into the minds and hearts and motivations of his people. If one doesn't like what he reads, it may be that he fears Huxley is telling something about not only the characters in the novel but the reader as well.
Slowly the author reveals each character, and the complex interrelationships. Slowly he describes the decay of industrialized British society, much as D. H. Lawrence was doing (though in entirely different fashion) in his novels. The dilettante, the man of wealth, the fascist leader, the lonely mistress, the gusty painter, the writer—each is described in this witty yet vaguely loathsome novel.