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Summer Session Kansan
Tuesday, June 22, 1965
Thank God, They're Here!
The campers have descended, 1500 strong . . . and it's about time. The role of sole student-reporter-editor-headline-writer-errand-girl has given me a head start on going out of my mind this summer.
Not only will the journalism campers give me a welcome breather and a chance to look around, but their coming will give me a chance to look at them. The atmospheric change all the campers bring to the campus should be marked and refreshing.
We university students are forced to grow old before our time by the very nature of the academic institution. The university may be isolated from the "real" world, but it has all of reality's components.
The physically fittest (i.e., the lucky fink who feels great on four hours of sleep) survive. Academic successes (i.e., a 3-point and accompanying laurels) go to the genius or the brown-noser and not always to the scholar.
All the inevitable conflicts of human nature are present here—and are often intensified in
such a taut, strained atmosphere. I hope the goodnatured joes who send every green freshman off to college with a slap on the back and a laughing, "College will be the greatest years of your life!" are only kidding.
Being mental products of our university environment, we often become jaded in our outlook. The continual conflict, strain—and, yes, injustice—blind us to the fascination and wonder of a university campus. The scope of the museums, libraries and diverse, learned personalities is lost to us.
The summer session change of tempo lets us put a patent-leather shine to our blasé exteriors, but we can't rub deeply enough for the patina of sensitivity to shine through. For the campers, KU is fresh and new. It has no conflicts, no grudges, no bitterness, no studied indifference or fake intellectuality.
In the six weeks they are here let's suppress our paranoiac tendencies to "clue them in," and let them clue us in instead.
We have only our ulcers to lose. . . .
Jacke Thaver
Immortality in a Press Conference
When Sen. Fulbright played darts with Johnson's Viet Nam policy last week, I felt like reverting to my high school cheerleading days. Whether the administration was supplying the blow-gun or not is irrelevant; changes in the philosophy of our Southeast Asia policy may be imminent.
Unfortunately, the elation from this trial balloon was punctured by Secretary McNamara's announce that an additional 20.000 U.S. ums in the Junction City
My thoughts on how our policy is playing "ring-a-round-the-rosie" with a vicious circle could run on for columns, but a rather homely implication of McNamara's announcement fascinates me more.
Strong and well-documented rumor says that a brigade of Ft. Riley troops is being moved to Okinawa to replace Marines going into Viet Nam. This 1st Division brigade was preceded to Okinawa by a small group of Ft. Riley troops about a month ago. All will be on stand-by alert for action in the Far East.
And what has been happening (and will continue to happen until the 1st Division is built back to former size) to Junction City? The effects of such a troop movement are swiftly felt in an Army-dependent town.
The Army is saying nothing about troop movements, but to Junction City residents the signs are clear. Business had been booming in JC until the last few weeks. The first quarter of the year was exceptional and April and May were quite high
Commissary and Post Exchange business is dead. It's always a little slow this time of year because of leaves, but there is something disquieting about such a total lull.
"For Rent" and "For Sale" columns in the Junction City newspapers are longer than they have been for several years.
Furniture dealers are being approached by people with whole houseloads of furniture who are willing to take a loss just to get rid of it. Car sales are poorer than they have been any month this year.
There are 13 moving van lines in J.C. None of them can handle any more business and some are backlogged as much as a month.
Mail volume, according to Post Office figures, is the lowest for any June in five years.
The town swarms with FBI men and other federal agents. Cars with license plates marked KM 54—or 55—(Kansas FBI designation) and having special radios are so numerous as to be conspicuous.
But the surest and most disquieting signs that something is afoot "out at the fort" are the trains. They're seen and heard running at unusual hours and late at night. And they don't stop in Junction City.
When the Army takes pains to keep a secret at Ft. Riley, they are so blatant about it that only the Army is convinced it's a secret!
The effects on a town's way of life when a nation of 190 million people sends 20,000 of its young men to a backwater country on the
particularly good news, but it's hopeful.
No Pop Tops Over There?
Earlier in the war they were complaining about shortages of rifles, bullets and other such dangerous things. Maybe they've given up on that and are settling down to important issues. Like pre-negotiation drinks?
THIS IS PROBABLY the first halfway hopeful news out of Viet Nam in months; not that there's
other side of the world are a study in humanity unto themselves.
Jon Van The Daily Iowan
Can Charlie O. Make The Grade?
Beer can openers, we understand,
are terribly scarce among U.S. advisers in South Viet Nam. The government has issued a statement explaining the situation, but it is reported that church keys are selling for around $1.50 apiece.
—Jon Van
Perhaps man can find a unique, temporal kind of immortality in a press conference. A simple announcement by a single man in a nondescript press conference has affected the history of a city, and as long as that city exists a press conference will be part of its heritage.
Charlie O., the much publicized mule mascot of the Kansas City Athletics, was made an honorary member of the Boy Scouts of America last Tuesday night.
fire-fighting, mountain-climbing and community service.
But how will Charlie and the rest of his kin ever make the grade if a good Scout must be "kind, clean, courteous, obedient and reverent?"
It's only too bad that fame is so often relegated to secretaries of defense—and to times of war.
Jacke Thayer
-Jacke Thayer
Far be it from me to underrate Charlie's merit-badge potential, for he's bound to rack up points in
It remains an unsolved crime. Kunstler holds for the innocence of Mrs. Hall and the brothers. He presents other theories, too, and suggests that certain evidence was suppressed. But that's for you to read about, for this book is like a murder mystery (fictional), in a way, and it wouldn't be fair to tell everything.
AND NOW, TOMORROW, by Rachel Field (Dell, 40 cents).
Field, who was not long dead and who had written the famous "All This, and Heaven Too."
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As suspects there were the wife of the pastor and her two brothers. As a witness there was a person who said the two deceased were seen at the death site. The New York press — predictably, and why not?—went nutty. Especially when Mrs. Jane Gibson, headlined in the Mirror as "The Pig Woman," was brought into court on a stretcher and swore she had both seen and heard the dirty deed being done.
Of all the gory crimes of the roaring twenties none was quite on a par with the Hall-Mills murder case. And if ranks with the Snyder-Gray case among the wild and fantastic stories that were exploited in the jazz era by the New York press. Patterson's flashy New York Daily News made the most of the Snyder-Gray case. But Hearst's Daily Mirror had the most fun with Hall-Mills.
Here is an absorbing and entertaining depiction of the story, by an attorney and former English professor. Hall-Mills had all the tabloid elements — a clergyman who was known to dally, the Rev. Edward Wheeler Hall, and his choir-singer girl friend, Mrs. Eleanor Mills, both of whom were found murdered under a crab apple tree on a New Jersey farm.
The story is that of Emily Blair, an heiress in a New England town, left deaf, and trying to find meaning in her life. The author leaned somewhat, one may assume, on the popular inspirational novels of that day written by Lloyd C. Douglas. For Emily's doctor teaches her a philosophy of living—"and now tomorrow."
THE KEEPERS OF THE HOUSE,
by Shirley Ann Grau (Crest, 60
cents)—One of the more distinguished novels of the South to appear in recent years is this 1964 book by Shirley Ann Grau. The author describes three generations of the Howland family in the delta country—the first generation Howland who married a Negro woman; the third generation granddaughter, raised with the children of his second marriage, who marries a segregationist politician. When politicians reveal the marriage of two generations before the conflict becomes a stormy one. The story is moving, extremely well written, a book to be compared with the best of Faulkner and Robert Penn Warren.
THE MINISTER AND THE CHOIR SINGER, by William M. Kunstler (Dell, 75 cents).
In retrospect, this one looks pretty soapy. In 1942 it rode high as a best-seller, and it had the proper proportions of sentiment and good sense to make it worth some attention. It also had the name of Rachel
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