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Window Watching
Worries Women
Any visiior to one of the giant cities of America might be
impressed with the growing popularity of the glass walled
apartment house. Story upon story rise from the asphalt
jungle below, ascending to dizzying heights, providing
hundreds of fishbowl apartments for space hungrv eitv
dwellers.
In certain neighborhoods, it is our understanding that
television viewing has been supplanted by the binocular
brigade and a deaf person who can read lips. Indeed! The
most popular Neilson survey in Chicago one Sunday was
the apartment of a strip teaser who was practising her act.
^ hen she finished, observers said the applause could be
heard clear across the street.
The Federal Communications Commission is now invest
igating the incident to see if there is the possibility of an
uncabler, closed-circuit, unlicensed medium in operation.
Here on the campus, two ladies were recently beard tell
ing of the hazards of using the Payne Hall parking lot at
night, in order to go see the movies in Memorial Hall. Geor
gia men, training themselves for the anomie big city life,
spend the evening sans all but shorts, forcing the ladies
to shield the eyes from the left and the right, and practice
till* unsafety of looking at the ground as they walk.
Even though these men come from the pristine, inhabit
ed, nco-vietnrian world of really decent little small towns
in Georgia, they apparently shed inhibitions upon arrival
here. Kvcn in winter, it is reported, the gentlemen do not
draw the curtains. Also, the gentlemen have been accused
of leaning from the windows and indulging in tasteless
rhetoric with passers-by.
Interested in determining if this cultural phenomena oc
curred also in the ease of the lady students, The Red and
Black diil a survey of 100 windows in women’s dormitories,
with the following results. Only one window was observed
unshaded and the Indy inhabiting this domicile was garbed
in a high necked, long sleeved dress with a cummerbund.
Not one Georgia lady leaned from the window to yell at
the surveyors below.
One would assume that women are more decent than
men, and are to be commended for observing good judge
ment and manners.
II this sort of genteel female inhabited the glass-walled
houses of Chicago, New York, or San Francisco, soon the
neighbors across the street would have their eyes once
again on their television tubes wherp they belong, and their
friends would be put back at work telling everybody which
razor blade brand name is covered by the sound on televi
sion commercials. I'erry Sullivan
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Editor
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DIANNE MARTINY
Yankee Panky 99
There’s a popular saying these days—
“To Generalize Is To Jdiocize.” Reing
from up north, (yes, a Connecticut Yan
kee!) I find myself constantly bring in
vited to make an idiot of myself. Rut not
to snub southern hospitality, I attempt to
tactfully launch into some comparisons.
One thousand miles isn’t really a re
markable distance geographically, (unless
you ure paying for the gas!) but the dif
ference in climate is immense.
First, there is the social climate. Geor
gia co-eds may be bundled from neck to
knee for classes, but when it comes to
beauty queens, “va all” peel to the barest!
At the University of Connecticut,
(U('onn), queens are puritanically draped
in street clothes—perhaps it’s just too
cold for swimsuits; As for fashion fads,
Connecticut still wallows in outbreaks of
Rohemianism (due to it proximity of both
Roston and New York City?), while TJ.
Ga. could easily be awarded the best
dressed flesh in the U.S.!
From what I’ve seen of southern dating
habits, I’m confused. Down here socializ
ing seems to carry tli e same goals—but
under different wraps. Reing “wild” or
“loose” in the north is relatively openly
admitted and becomes incresingly more
advocated as church and family ties crum
ble, and children grow up faster. The
quicker Yankee pace lends itself to frank
ness as well as anonymity. “Blanket per
mission” at UConn easily converts to
sleeping bag trips to Cape Cod, or all
night, “beer-blasts” to the accompanie-
ment of banjos and guitars, twanging
forth those worshipped North Georgia
folk songs.
Another of my pet comparisons regards
advertising. Doubtlessly you’re all aware
if NYC’s Times Square with its miles of
neon lights. Well, Georgia’s abundance of
neon appears bedecking its highways. A
‘Jesus Saves” eye-catcher in the north
would be upstaged by Conn, state police
prayers such as, “He who has one for the
road gets trooper for chaser”. I’m still
waiting for the Burma Shave signs to
invade the north.
I can’t finish without a word about aea-
lernie standards. Countless faculty mem
bers have asked me, “Are students in
Conn, as apathetic as they are in Geor
gia?” To this I sadly answer yes. Only
when the campus paper is flooded with
campaign platforms and “mud-slinging”
between the Independents and the Greeks
does the student partially get activated.
The second most common question ask
ed me is, “Do you think Georgia is a good
school?” My answer to this holds true in
my evaluation of UConn. State universi
ties operate under a handicap—i. e. their
easy accessibility to state residents. There
seems to be a feeling that a state school,
because it is relatively inexpensive and
easy to get into is also inferior academi
cally. I can only say this and hope that
somebody listens. Respect and esteem
must begin within. If a student feels his
state institution was his last chance, that
he couldn’t make the grade for some
plush private college, then be can’t expect
to boast about his “last choice” school.
Rut more positively, if college students
can take pride in and respect themselves,
then they will generate respect for their
school. Each student bears the tag of a
UGa or UConn student. And the way he
wears that tag can weaken or strengthen
the reputation of his school.
As for me, I’m partial to both!
Business Manager
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Into Just what makes a hu
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old plot and turns It into
something memorable. Ilis
chief targets and lie aims
true are pretension, self-de
ception, and static life.
Basically the plot is that
of the will of a rather unloved
relative ntid the subsequent
gathering of the kith and kin
to share the loot. The differ
ence comes in the portrayal of
Ralph, the self-deceiving, ov
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embittered and completely
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Ray, big, un
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a homely guardian angel a-
hove the striving, snarling
contestants for Uncle Max’s
miserly hoard. You feel the
compassion of I)r. Stark when
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ficulties shockingly.
One must not forget Laura
and Kitty either, highly con
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and memorable—at least such
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She Wants
To Receive
For Giving
To the Editor:
"Never trouble trouble ’till
trouble troubles you”—isn’t
that what the three witches
said? Well this cauldron of
anger is bubbling over, and
can you blame me?
As silently as a mouse lap
ping liquor on the barroom
floor, I have shelled out $10
in traffic tickets just this
summer. Others have picketed
the traffic office, have deliv
ered verbal insults to the All-
Protecting Campus Fuzz
Force, and have showered the
office of Tlie Red and Black
with their agony-ridden pro
tests. But not I. Believing in
the principles of Ghandi's
"satyagraha” (passive resis
tance) I have merely grum
bled under my breath while
circling Creswell parking lot
thirteen times in hunt of a
legal space.
But no longer! Having duti
fully paid those $10, I’ve
come to consider myself al
most a stock-holder in the
traffic department. And to
thrust the piercing blow into
my lamenting wallet, I found
my windshield smashed as it
rested in repose in Creswell’s
parking lot. At the time, two
truck-equipped campus cops
were posted dilligently on
guard (but for what? poach
ers?).
Now I shall ask one calm
question. Is the campus cop
(like those cops our mommies
told us about) really here to
protect us? Perhaps the "us”
is the administration rather
than the student (we seem to
have more cars than they!).
Notice I am not asking for
restitution of my windshield,
but rather, some information.
If you can’t answer my ques
tion, I'm afraid I shall have to
make a big fuss and demand
the private parking slot for
which I have paid as well as
some personal police protec
tion. Hell, if we are going to
b e obligatory "tax-payers",
I’m going to at least demand
a little Getting for my Giving!
Miss Moss Sterling,
ex-satyngralm
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