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University Daily Kansan Monday, Oct. 14, 195
Is Your ID Your Own?
Every student at KU carries on his person a little yellow card on which is written, "University of Kansas, student identification card." Also written on the back of this card are the words "Not Transferable."
This little card is valuable. It provides admission to all athletic events, the film series, concert course, dramatic series, forensic program, and concerts of the band and glee club; a subscription to the University Daily Kansan; membership in the Associated Students, and participation in the intramural sports program.
That is all well and good. But those two words on the back reduce the value of this card considerably. You may use this card as admission to all events, but you can't lend it to a friend from another school if you are not going to make use of it.
Why? You pay $22 a year in activity fees. If you attend several of these events, you probably get your money's worth. But if you don't, you have parted with the $22 for nothing. Sure, it can be said that it is there to use and if you don't use it, it is no one's fault but your own. But a person may not care to attend all of these events.
The policy of not allowing transfer of your identification card is absurd. Kansas State has no such policy, and has no trouble with non-student admissions.
The student pays for his identification card. Since it belongs to the student, it should be his to do with as he pleases.
A program has been set up so that the ID card can be transferred. For one dollar, it can be validated for use by anyone. But this applies to football games only, and this year to only three out of five games.
This policy is supposedly a policy of the All-Student Council and therefore of the students. It would therefore seem that all the students, or a majority, are in favor of it. This is doubtful, for the policy is seldom praised.
What is the reasoning behind this policy? Is the University afraid it will lose a little money? Does the ASC feel that if the ID cards were transferable that KU students are going to be deprived of seats?
At basketball games it is doubtful that money is lost, and if student seating is a problem, fewer general admission seats should be sold. Once in the field house, a person can sit anywhere except in the reserved section.
If this is an ASC policy, the ASC should consider its merits. And it isn't beyond the realm of reason that a student opinion of this policy should be taken. If is isn't an ASC policy, steps should be taken to place ID card transfer in the hands of the students.
Apathy: A University Ailment
—Del Haley
A university, according to Webster is "The whole body of teachers and students pursuing at a particular place, the higher branches of learning."
Apathy defined from the same large book is "Want of feeling; lack of passion, emotion, or excitement; indifference, and listlessness."
At a recent ASC meeting the students were assured of the fact that they have apathy.
We really have nothing to worry about, however, as "other schools also have apathy," the Council said. The ASC even went to the trouble of setting the rest of their business aside and discussed our apathy.
Judging from the lack of result the Council must have done their discussion in an indifferent and listless way (which according to Webster is apathy).
It is one thing to talk about a problem, another thing to formulate a gigantic plan of action. But, unless there is some kind of material or spiritual result, then the time talking and planning has been wasted.
We need WORKERS, not student politicians and speech makers. Apathy comes not from your followers, but from your leaders. If the leaders want to rid the school of this apathy, then perhaps they had better first check their own feelings.
There are many ways of ridding a school of
apathy. Here at KU we are equipped with most of the necessary tools.
First, we need a school spirit which is encouraged, not discouraged by rank criticism. Our school spirit when we display it, should be praised, not looked upon as an oddity. The mark of a good leader is one who gives praise more generously than criticism.
Second we need traditions such as the night shirt parade, the Rock Chalk Cairn, the lawyers on the steps of Green, the Senior Cakewalk, and the famous Rock Chalk yell. We need not only a few more good traditions, however, but a better understanding of the ones we already have.
Third, and most important, we need a better spirit of cooperation between University activities and organized houses (including dormitories and scholarship halls) in keeping our traditions.
Instead of the wise old senior, who doesn't really know so much, sneering and telling the innocent young freshman that it wouldn't be any fun to go to the pep rally, or the SUA dance, and that only squares go to such activities, it might be better if participation were encouraged. The senior might even go along and take in his first activity.
True, we have a university here. But we also have apathy. The University is here to stay. The apathy should go.
Lee Lord
... Letters ...
Issue Not Resolved
Editor:
The virile controversy has subsided, yet the challenge has not been adequately met. The question of whether segregation of the University's athletes is or is not to be allowed is not resolved.
Perhaps the Student Council should have passed a resolution. Perhaps the athletic department should have offered its opinion or some statement justifying the policy. Silence must be taken as consent to status quo.
The implied view that the northerner is attempting to impose idealisms upon another sector of the country, as was proposed by Mr. Owen is totally unacceptable. I contend that when Texas was admitted to the Union in 1845 she imposed certain fundamental democratic principles upon herself!
Mr. Anthan suggests that we might serve our purpose most effectively by continuing our past policies. I suggest that their successes do not commend them.
The thought that our excellent football players will again be treated as other than human beings is difficult to embrace. I somehow feel
that a school for which they've struggled so arduously owes them more than this. Isn't there a passion for that which is just in anyone's heart?
Editor's note: The Daily Kansan has received several letters with fictitious names and or no student classification. If you want a letter printed in The Daily Kansan, please include your name, identification, and phone number so that the letter can be verified. Without these elements, our policy will not allow us to print the letter.
Donald R. Hopkins Kansas City senior
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EDITORIAL DEPARTMENT
All the world is watching to see if perhaps this latest Russian satellite will also have the courage to revolt.
Larry Boston Editorial Editor
Johnson, Jeff Del Haley, Jim Sledd, .
Associates, Editors.
Have you heard about the glue manufacturer that became too absorbed in his work?
In case you haven't noticed, even the buildings on the campus are acquiring the "ivy-look."
Roses are red. Violets are blue, I think I have the Asian flu.
should be examined today. Call for appointment. Any lens or Prescription duplicated.
LAWRENCE OPTICAL CO.
1025 Mass. VI 3-2966
CLOTHES MAKE THE BMOC
Last week we passed along some fashion hints for coeds. Today we will do the same for college men.
The most important thing to remember, gentlemen, is to dress with verve, with dash, with inventiveness. Don't be imprisoned by the traditional conservatism of men's clothing. Brighten up your appearance with a single earring, or a cavalry saber, or a gold derby.
Guard Against Goodness
However, guard against gaudiness. If, for instance, you are wearing a gold derby, do not also wear a cavalry saber. This is too much. Wear a dagger instead, or, for formal occasions, a bowie knife.
Let us turn now to a persistent rumor that a garment called the "suit" is on the verge of making a comeback. Some of you older students may remember this "suit." It was an ensemble consisting of a jacket and trousers, both of which—this'll kill you—both of which were made out of the same material!
The last "suit" ever seen on an American campus was in 1941—and I ought to know because I was wearing it. I was an undergraduate then, and in love—hopelessly in love with a beauteous statistics major named Harry Sigafoos. (She is one of the two girls I have ever known named Harry. The other one is her sister.)
I slunk home and lit a Marlboro and sat down to think. I always light a Marlboro when I sit down to think, for their good mild flavor is a great aid to celebration. I always light a Marlboro when I don't sit down to think, too, because Marlboro is my favorite cigarette, and I know it will be yours, too, once you make the acquaintance of that filter, that flavor, that fliptop box. As the man says, you get a lot to like with a Marlboro.
I loved Harry madly, though her expensive tastes were the ruin of me. Bit by bit I sold off my belongings to pursue this costly courtship—first my books, then my clothes, until finally I was left with nothing to wear but a "suit". One night I came calling for her in this garment and she, of course, slashed me across the face with a riding crop and sent me from her door.
Well, sir's, smoking and thinking thus, my eye happened to fall on an ad in a campus newspaper which said: "WIN A COMPLETE WARDROBE! Touhy's Toggery, the campus's leading men's store, announces a contest to pick the best-dressed man on campus. The winner will receive absolutely free a complete new wardrobe!"
Struck by a sudden inspiration, I took pen in hand and wrote a letter to Mr. Touhy of Touhy's Toggery:
"Sir—I see by the paper that you are giving a complete new wardrobe to the best-dressed man on campus. What a ridiculous idea!
"Obviously, to be the best-dressed man on campus, you must first have a lot of clothes, and if you have a lot of clothes, what do you need with another wardrobe?"
"Touhy's Toggery should give a new wardrobe to the worst-dressed man on campus. Me, for instance. I am an eyesore. There isn't a crow in town that will come near me. Three times this month the Salvation Army salvage truck has picked me up. Esquire has canceled my subscription."
"I submit that a vote for me is a vote for reason, a vote for equity, a vote for the American way!"
With a flourish I signed the letter and sent it off, somehow feeling certain that very soon I would be wearing a complete new wardrobe.
And I was right—because two weeks later I was drafted. © Max Shulman, 1967
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