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4 • The Red and Black • Thursday, November 29, 1990
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OPINIONS
"There's a lot of uncertainty out there, and it’s largely linked to
the Middle East."
— Jeff Humphries of the University's Selig Center for Economic
Growth on the lack of consumer confidence in the economy.
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Be real
Figures released by The College Board in August
show that although the amount of federal student aid
reached a record $27.9 billion last year, neither student
aid nor family income kept pace with rising college
costs in the 1980s.
Since 1980, costs have risen 40 percent at public
universities and 59.5 percent at private institutions
while federal aid, adjusted for inflation, has declined 3
percent. The cost estimates include tuition, fees, room
and board.
The board also reports that student loans now
make up 48 percent of federal financial aid. Many
students graduate with a tremendous debt which may
take them years to pay off.
Prices for textbooks alone have risen by 10 percent
each year for the last 12 years, according to the
National Association of College Stores in Oberlin, Ohio.
The average student spent $463.35 for a year’s supply
of books in 1988.
Does all this paint a bleak picture for you? Not for
Education Secretary Lauro Cavazos. On Monday,
Cavazos, using Education Department figures which
don’t include luxuries like room, board and books, said,
“The reality is that, with a little planning, virtually
every family — including those in low- and middle-
income ranges — can afford college.”
In a creatively rosy report, the Education
Department said that while some private institutions
can cost $20,000 a year, nearly two-thirds of all
students will pay less than $3,000 in tuition and fees
for the 1990-91 school year.
It should be glaringly apparent to Cavazos that
tuition costs alone aren’t adequate to determine the
cost of a college education. By not including room,
board and book cost in a report on the affordability of
higher education, the department looks foolish at best.
Cavazos also seems blissfully unaware of what
$3,000 means to the average American in the midst of
the Reagan recession.
Until politicians at the state and federal levels
decide to provide the resources needed to educate
Americans adequately, tuition and other costs will
continue to outpace inflation — as they did all through
the past decade.
A vibrant economy is dependent upon a well-
trained, well-educated work force.
All qualified Americans should be able to obtain a
college education regardless of financial status.
Americans deserve a realistic assessment of the
costs of higher education, not this kind of shallow,
unrealistic rhetoric from the Education Department.
Good move
In a move that is sure to have positive
repercussions for years to come, Governor-elect Zell
Miller announced Tuesday he will appoint Senator A1
Scott, a Democrat from Savannah, commissioner of
labor. Why is this so significant? There are three
reasons.
One, it makes Scott the first black to be elected to a
statewide non-judicial post since Reconstruction. It’s a
move that has definitely been a long time coming.
Two, the move helps raise the total of black officals
in the South and in the entire country. In this decade,
the black population will increase and that means the
need for more representation.
And three, the appointment may mean better
things to come from Zell Miller. He may not have
knocked the socks off any voters who were undecided in
this past gubernatorial race, but he has certainly
gained a few new fans.
In a press conference Tuesday, Miller said Scott
had paid his dues in the state government and proved
he could do a good job.
Maybe you can prove it too, Zell.
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Psychology.
Sitting Bull reflects on white ‘progress’
Brothers, I am Ta*tan-kai-yo-ta-ke, Bull Buf
falo Sitting Down, chief of the Hunkpapa Sioux.
The white man calls me Sitting Bull.
The land the world now calls America be
longs to me and my people. Wakan Tanka, the
Great Spirit, chose the red man to live here
among hiis sacred rocks. Our land is taken. The
Sioux spirit which used to soar with eagles has
been shackled by the white man. We fly no
longer. Washita has destroyed us.
He told us he came in peace. His peace and
ours are not the same. The white man had, in
ways we know not of, learned some things we
had not learned: among them how to make su
perior tools and terrible weapons. There
seemed to be no end to the hordes that came
from other lands across the sea. And so at last,
our fathers were steadily driven out or killed.
We, their sons, are but sorry remnants of tribes
once mighty. We are cornered in little spots in
the earth - all ours by right - cornered like
guilty prisoners, and watched by men with
guns who are more than anxious to shoot us
down. This is the white man’s peace.
Washita said he knew God. They claimed to
be created in His image. Their God and ours are
not the same. Our religion seems foolish to you.
Yours is foolish to us. The Baptists and Meth
odists and Presbyterians and Catholics all have
a different God; why can we not have our own?
Our God will not die with us. Wakan Tanka
lives in all beings and even in the grass and
stones. The white man’s God lives far away
someplace in the sky.
Washita has killed bufTalo until no more
roam the plains. They lie in decaying heaps
having been killed for fun. Sitting Bull has
never killed for fun. We beg Wakan Tanka for
Sitting
Bull
forgiveness when buffalo must die to become
our food. Washita cuts the Great Spirit’s trees
to make paper which says “In God we trust."
Sioux do not understand this. Why does the
white man need money to trust his God?
White men dig the bowels of Wakan Tanka
and call it coal. They use it to fire trains which
belch smoke and choke our lungs. One day the
white man’s smoke will blacken the whole
world and nothing will breathe.
My people now live in a world of confusion.
We are indians, but to get along in this world
the white man tells us we must become as he is.
He tells us that we cannot be what we were
born to be. Crazy Horse could not become
white. He was murdered. A soldier stabbed him
in the back while another held him down. The
soldiers said they came to talk for peace with
Crazy Horse, a peace so long as the grass is
green or until the rocks melt. He died with the
peace pipe in his hands. I heard his dying
words:
“ All we wanted was peace and to be let
alone. Soldiers came and destroyed our villages
in winter. Our crying children froze to death in
the snow. Then Long Hair Custer came. They
say we massacred him but he came only to kill
all of us. Our first impulse was to escape but we
were so hemmed in we had to fight. Auer that I
tried to live in peace but the government would
not let me alone. They said they came to make
peace. A soldier ran his bayonet into me. I have
spoken.”
Many more Sioux are dead. At Sand Creek
the U.S. Army attacked our village at dawn.
With cannons they blasted my sleeping people.
Old men, women and babies were gunned down
as the sun rose in the sky. They mutilated the
dead bodies and raped the surviving squaws.
They killed us for “progress." Progress will
not bring happiness. It has made our clear
streams open sewers to carry Washita refuse to
the sea. My people died so Washita can make
cesspools. They call us savages, but we do not
kill for fun or money or sewers.
Before I too am gone hear my prayer.
Oh Great Spirit, instruct the children of the
white man in the wisdom of the past. Counsel
them to venerate truth. Teach them to appre
ciate the wonders of nature, and to protect its
wildlife from insensate tyrannies. Let them
learn the uselessness of war. Give them for
mulas for freeing the land sea and air of the poi
sons that tramatize our sacred earth. The
Indian people will weep eternally for what has
happened. I^et the wealth of our heritage be
preserved as a vital force in this world. May
Wakan Tanka move you. This is my prayer.
Editor’s note: Steven D. Sacco, a senior criminal
justice major, wrote this column using informa
tion and quotations from several sources on the
history of American-Indians.
Russell isn’t a bad
place to call home
A few days ago, I was having a conversation
with an upperclassman about his experiences
living in Russell Hall as a freshman.
He referred to my home as the ‘Freshman
Dorm From Hell’ several times, but, since I am
now in an atmosphere of learning and great
open-mindedness, I decided to hear him out.
When he had finished his highly intelligent nr
gument for the benefits of not living in the
dorms, I preceded about my daily routine.
Unfortunately, the matter kept bugging me.
After all, I didn’t want visitors to the University
to think that my dorm is a bad place to live,
due, simply to the maniacal ravings of that one
silly heretic.
And so I felt moved to write in defense of my
Russell home.
Russell is one of the most convenient places
to live on campus. The light streaming into the
dorm rooms from the parking lot acts as a spot
light, to help track and catch nocturnal vermin
when the residents get the midnight munchies.
The thin walls make it easy to listen to your
neighbors CD’s and tapes, so that you don’t
have to go out and buy your own. And, of
course, the paint tends to chip off the walls in
far more interesting patterns than we could
ever reproduce ourselves.
But besides it’s convenience and beauty, Rus
sell is a venr socially interesting place to live.
This point, I think, would best be made by ap
pealing to the sports fans on campus, since
there are so many of them.
Russell’s many indoor and outdoor sports
draw onlookers from the farthest reaches of the
campus. One of the original Russell indoor
sports is hallway frisbee. The players stand at
opposite ends of the hall, blasting a serrated,
rusty-edged can lid back and forth. The object is
to maim os many residents as possible, as they
are returning to their rooms.
The False Alarm Fire game, which is a Rus
sell trademark, is played between two com
peting halls. The players spend the night before
exams pulling alarms, standing semi-naked
outside in the cold, and inventing the most col
orful cuss words they can think of. The hall that
gets the least sleep, or fails the most exams,
loses.
The sacrificial virgin ritual is a highly pop
ular, and time honored tradition at Russell.
The Russellites venture across the quad, cap
ture a virgin from Brumby, and sacrifice her in
a strange pagan ritual in the Russell lobby. Re
cently, however, this practice has experienced a
decline, due to the unrelated, marked decline in
the Brumby virgin population.
But just because we like the taste of mouse,
don’t be misled into thinking that all we do is
eat them. In the cockroach and rat races, con
testants must catch a cockroach or rat of de
scent size (which can be difficult at times,
because some of our larger vermin tend to be
thorougbred athletes in their own right), mount
it, and race down the hall.
A large controversy erupted last quarter,
however, when when one of the cockroaches
broke out of the pack, knocked over an on
looker, and attempted to eat him. Fortunatly,
the beast was brought back under control be
fore the bystander lost his life; however, the
cockroach did manage to suck down an arm and
leg first.
In the cross-country alcoholic combustabil-
lity contest, each player imbibes a case of the
Beast through a funnel, and sprints around the
campus twice. Upon arrival back at Russell, the
players suck carbon monoxide from the exhaust
pipes of a German economy car. The first player
to spontaneously combust wins.
Tne last major pastime, attack condom, was
created by a south-campus mechanical genius.
A condom is filled with JELLO gelatin, at
tached to a propeller and heat-seeking
guidance control unit, and launched from the
roof during the early morning hours. The unit
goes on a Kamakazi air raid, ending it’s mission
by colliding with a pedestrian, and spraying
gelatin on as many bystanders as possible.
I hope that through this defense, people will
come to realize that Russell isn’t such a bad
place to live, but is, in fact, quit* pleasant.
Adam Etheredge is a freshman computer sci
ence major.
Does Greyhound go to Hell
In a letter recently published in
your fine journal, a self-proclaimed
Christian asserted that there are
no Jesse Helms supporters in Hell.
I find this to be a unique and inter
esting theology.
One no longer needs to accept
Jesus Christ as one’s own personal
savior in order to be granted salva
tion as Christians will tell us. One
no longer must give up all earthly
desires to achieve Nirvana as the
Buddhists teach.
One merely has to support
Helms — the only member of Con
gress that called on the United
States to ally itself with Argentina
in the Falklands War —to avoid
Hell. Personally, this sounds too
good to be true.
However, if it is true that there
are no Jeese Helm’s supporters in
Hell, all I can say is that Hell
sounds like a mighty fine place to
settle down and raise some kids.
Does Greyhound have service to
Hell? Do kids ride for half fare?
How much is a one way ticket? Do
they have express service, or do
they stop at every little town in
North Carolina?
Rollie Smith
senior, computer science
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Thanks Conley
I’d like to thank Cale Conley for
haying the maturity and respect to
write a signed opinion column on
the good qualities of Auburn (The
Red and Black, 11/27/90).
As the first Bulldog in my family
(and dam proud of it, too), family
reunions in Alabama bring on, as
expected, a little teasing. However,
I’m never boshed, thrashed, or put
down because I call Athens home.
Before forming an opinion, let’s
first get to know what we're hating
and why.
Rebecca Boone
eophomore. Journalism