An Enigma—too Bad
Unnoticed, except for occasional disturbances over its work, the organization is an enigma, a mistakenly underrated force in the lives of KU students. This organization, this enigma is the All Student Council.
The ASC meets in the Kansas Union every Tuesday at 7 p.m. and concludes—sometimes in the night. The 40 young men and women, the student representatives, sit at three long tables, all connected to the speaker's table from which the student body president and ASC chairman speak.
Perhaps, it is the lighting or, perhaps, the mood, but, somehow these students, especially the young men in their dark suits, don't seem quite like "just students" now.
THE ASC IS AN ENIGMA; it is too bad. The KU student who never sits in at one of its open meetings is losing an interesting anecdote to his college memories. This is not to imply that the ASC proceedings are in a category of fleeting college traditions such as cutting classes or stuffing telephone booths. Its work can hold great significance—it often does. This ASC is not quite the "Mickey Mouse" that was ignorantly scrawled on campus sidewalks at election time, several years ago, to epitomize student government.
Last year, the ASC handled an annual budget of $6,160. This year's budget is estimated at $9, 000—these sums constitute a lot of "Mickey Mouse!"
Mouse.
A substantial legislative record?—The ASC can supply such records as: Bill No. 7, a piece banning discrimination clauses in the constitutions of all KU organizations and the acceptance of advertising by student publications from businesses who discriminate; the KU Blood Bank which supplies donor blood to Watkins Hospital, and an ASC proposal which was the forerunner
of the University Human Relations Committee (UHRC), an administration-student committee which determines the validity of alleged campus discriminatory practices.
A dramatic record?—the ASC often provides one. There is the reality of last year's student body president, Bob Stewart, and ASC chairman, Mike Miner, who spent several sleepless nights, attempting to work out a settlement with CRC demonstrators. There is the picture of an articulate Lee Ayres, who stood up to tell fellow Council members, in the course of a civil rights discussion last year, of the local hatred for outsiders which he encountered on a drive through Alabama. There is the image of a rainy evening last spring, with lightning flashes mirrored jaggedly on the windows, as UDK editors and ASC officials debated the bill banning discriminatory advertisers from student publications.
NATURALLY, THE ASC is not all legislative landmarks and drama; it handles, also, the minor details of writing letters of thank you, voting on amendments which change only a word or phrase in a bill. But even the minor details are tinged with that undercurrent of politics—of UP and Vox members, maneuvering to outwit each other.
The ASC is also not perfect. The Council has its members who apparently regard their position as just an activity—one more line of type for their yearbook senior summaries. And there are the lazy ones—who can't quite make it to meetings or who quietly fade away after roll call, but most of the representatives display concern and intelligence in their position.
The ASC, the faces, the voices, the legislation, is an enigma—it is too bad, it's an enigma of consequence.
— Rosalie Jenkins
Numerical Ethos
The American creed of quantity over quality and the population boom has resulted in an issue that has students fraught with concern, the fear of losing their identity, expressed most often in the anguished phrase, "Nobody knows me—I'm just a number."
It's true that numbers, or sometimes unfaithomable combinations of them, have invaded every area of American life. As students, we have student numbers. For young, eligible men (unfortunately not in the bachelor sense) there are draft numbers. There are social security numbers, driver's license numbers, insurance policy numbers, telephone numbers etc., etc, ad nauseam.
BUT JUST BECAUSE something is designated by a number doesn't mean that it has no personality—actually, some numbers are positively drenched in character.
True, nobody is going to approach a friend and ask "What's your number?" in place of asking "What's your name?" (However, people with names like Hyman, Mortimer, Ferdinand, Orville, or Hilmer might prefer the former question.) Parents will probably never experience a sense of expectancy or indecision if they peruse a handbook on statistics rather than Webster's gazeteer of names when they are choosing a moniker for an expected child. But just the same, some numbers do express personality.
It's probably redundant to note that one number is really making the rounds, and everyone recognizes it. That number, of course, is "007" but it is an example of just how well-known a digit can become. 007's personality is sexy, salacious and downright inviting.
There are lucky numbers—7 and 13.
A well-known, gravel-voiced and not-very good actor made a household word of "1040."
Or how about 3.2? (although most people show a distinct preference for 6 or 12). That number in itself doesn't have a personality, but it influences some very interesting personality changes.
For the patriot, there is 1776 or 1917, depending on where your political affiliations lie.
FOR A BIT OF day-dreaming, how about contemplating 36-24-36? Doubled, it's even better.
Route 66 and Beethoven's 5th are household words, as well as 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue or Number 10 Downing Street.
There is even a number to describe a person (with a NAME) who has no personality—big zero.
It's probably true that no person with a number will ever have the aura of distinction associated with a surname like Churchill, Kennedy or Baruch. Having a number instead of a name isn't quiet as "In." probably because it isn't charismatic enough. (But can you think of a name that's quite as charismatic as the number 007?)
— Karen Lambert
The People Say...
Dear Editor:
KRISHNAN'S VIRULENT INvectives against Pakistan and its leaders (published in Daily Kansan, Sept. 27) are yet another instance of the bankruptcy of the Indian case in Kashmir. If one looks for a solid argument as to why India should persist in its occupation of Kashmir against the wishes of the people of Kashmir one looks in vain. The Indian position in Kashmir is indesirable and hence Krishnan's resort to vituperative and intemperate language. What else could he do? The panic stricken "accession" of a long discredited Hindu Maharaja certainly does not make Kashmir an "integral" part of India. Why the Indians do not discuss the problem of
Kashmir with the Pakistani students on the campus who have repeatedly challenged them to do so?
Further pretensions of "democracy" and "secularism" in a east riddled society stem from fuzzy apprehensions of these terms. May we ask Krishnan to explain the reason behind the barbaric wrath of Hindu communalists let loose, ever so often, against helpless Moslems in India, Krishnan, being our friend, we spare him the agony of having to explain why numerous political prisoners have been rotting in Indian jails for the past several years without trial. A comprehensive list of these victims of Indian "democracy" can be furnished for the asking. Surely, the Indian concept of democracy defies any formulation.
Pakistan has never claimed that Kashmir belongs to her. We have always insisted, and the world agrees with us, that Kashmir belongs to the people of Kashmir. They are the ones who should be given the opportunity to decide the future of their own land. A people cannot be ruled by force forever.
Akbar Ali Cheema Pakistan graduate student
2 Daily Kansas Monday, October 11, 1965
"Don't Worry, Sam! The Best Defense Is A Good Offense"
Reality in 'Ipress'
"The Ipcress File" rises high above the secret service "thriller" movies now sweeping the screens of the nation and the world. It even out-distances durable James Bond flicks.
Some critics have compared "Ipress" with the Bond movies. However, it is impossible, because of its superior quality, to compare it with any other motion picture of its type yet filmed.
"THE IPCRESS FILE" is more like an Agatha Christie mystery than it is like James Bond. There is much more reality in Ipcress" than there is in all the creations of Fleming. The plot, tense and adventurous, is much more plausible than the Bond skirmishes. "The Ipcress File" depends less heavily on humor than Bond but still retains amusement (from expression instead of situations and jokes).
Michael Caine—an excellent British actor—plays our bespectacled hero, Sergeant Palmer, an intelligence agent for England's Ministry of Defense. Palmer is a happy-go-lucky fellow who enjoys women, cooking, and his job. He is also smart, a heman who doesn't depend on muscles or guns. Logic is his weapon.
Palmer is a good agent. In fact, he is so good he doesn't bother with the red tape in his home office. He makes his own rules and follows his own thoughts to their logical ends.
With his rather negligent attitude towards superior authority Palmer earns a reputation of an insubordinate character among the higher ups of the Ministry of Defense.
THROUGHOUT THE FILM Palmer carries on his investigation of a disappearing scientist with casual ease. He keeps his audience on their toes and, incidentally, befuddled.
"The Impress File" is not a "who dun it" but, rather, a "who is doing it and what."
Suspense mounts as the action moves fast. The plot gets more involved and the number of suspects grows. On and on the story goes with such force as to make members of the audience sit on the edges of their chairs. Relief doesn't come until the concluding minutes of the film.
PHOTOGRAPHY IN "THE Ipcress File" is excellent. The composition of many scenes enhances much of the dramatic appeal of the film. The camera's focus is on the action—always on the action.
There is something for everyone in "The Ipcress File." It is sexy without being full of exposure; it is dramatic without being contrived; it is "tough" without being excessively bloody; and it is an intellectual exercise, a puzzle.
"The Incrress File" is currently showing at the Granada.
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