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Show Page 2 THE SIGNPOST The .iyf2QAt Published every other week by the Associated Students of Weber College Co-Managing Editors Frank McQuown and Max McEwan Editorial Assistants Administration Elzada Carlson Features Dorothy Dixon, Wayne Farrell Society Aurlene Osmond Sports Pat Quinn Business Assistant.. Morton Fuller Advertising Norma Pantone, Jacob Weese Circulation Manager Chet Gilgen Photographers Stewart Wheelwright, Bill Ilavenor JttVHIf "Oh! Little town of Bethlehem, how still we see thee lie; Your flocks are folded in to sleep, and sleep your little ones, Behold, there's a star again that climbs the eastern sky And seven million living men are picking up their guns . . ." from Carol with Variations by Phyllis McGinnley. What irony that the Christian nations of the world should lay aside their preparations for war long enough to hollowly commemorate the very teachings of a Man whose doctrines, if followed, could obviate the necessity of martial conflict! A young editor's wife was telling ner son an allegory about Christmas: "Outside a drizzling rain washes away the sins of man in his world. Guardian angels flit hither and yon, ephemerally seeing to it that there is a feeling of universal brotherhood among men . . . Yes, peace on earth, good will toward men. Ijiside children with sparkling blue eyes dance and play, for the benevolency of man has provided them with bounteous gifts ... It is Christmas . . . Then the drizzle turns to snow, and the world is wrapped in a blanket of new-found purity. She continued: "Above the clouds carrouses a begrizzled demon momentarily giving himself over to revelry and forgetting his horrible mission. Yes, the gory god of war sits on the horizon of the world encircling the globe with his huge, hairy arms; soon he will squeeze, and the very life blood of civilization will drip slowly through his clutching fingers."But for a monent he slackens his inexorable grip to allow Christendom to celebrate and commemorate tue birth and teachings of the greatest man who ever lived, Christ. He laughs diabolically, not an honest-to-God laugh, but a rumble, terrible and ominous. He laughs at the ironical tableaux of inconsequential man's attempts to wash away his troubles and momentarily become pure again in reverence at Christmas time. "Once again there will be the anguish, the cries, the shrieks, the moans, drizzles, muck, slime, bristling bayonets, barbed wire, guns, shrapnel, bombs, skies lit up like blast furnaces, thirst, hunger, famine, ravaged women and children, half-men dragging themselves over blood-soaked ground, universal bloodshed and death . . . Visit Our New Ski everything (and we for The Fred M. but now: peace on earth, good will to men! "Once more tne machinery of propaganda, supplied with fuel and lubricated by the War Lords, ever more mechanized, ever more all-encompassing, reaching to the four corners of the earth, will begin its subtle work of creating the false and lustful sentiment in the hearts of every man that he must go forth to kill and be killed . . . but now: sing the joyous carols, sing the Noel! "Once more daily bedecked bands will go marching through the streets amid the cheers of the multitudes sacriligeously playing "The Star Spangled Banner, "The Battle Hymn of the Republic" to instill into the hearts of each American youth the false patriotism that demands that ne go forth and slaughter to make the world safe for democracy! . . . but come, let us pray to Christ . . . "Soon the soldiers of America will float over the briny deep into other's backyards to fight over other's mud pies spawn of the demands of screaming newspaper headlines, hortative soap box orators and jelly-bellied flag flappers ... Oh false and unjust nationalism incurred by despotic War Words who care nothing for human justice, who for the sake of a few fistfulls of filthy lucre crush beneath the armored foot of despotism the inherent liberties of mankind: . . . but look, the guardian angels sing! " 'Hail to Dupont and to Krupp! Steel is strong and going up. Let the tidings glad be sent . . . 'Tis the morn of armament.' " "Not content with the wanton slaughter of 2 5,000,000 of men, not content with the vandalistic destruction of 200,000,000,000 of dollars worth of property, not content with the condemnation to a living death of thousands of other mortals, the gory god of war wants another great conflict, transcending in horrors the great World War . . . but come 'tis a day of hallowed peace ..." And then the editor's wife finished by saying to her son: "Now go to bed and dream about Santy Claus!" i Shop mean everything) Skier Nye Co. PRESIDENT'S MESSAGE EMPHASIZES SUCCESSFUL GROUP LIVING The President's greetings to the faculty, students and friends of Weber College. The successful living together of the entire human family is the inspiring thought that crowds out all others at this blessed Christmas season. Our degree of success in achieving this ideal will depend upon how well we can live the Master's injunction "Therefore all things whatsoever ye would that men should do unto you, do ye even so unto them." Good will toward all men is one principle of life that can be depended upon to succeed when less divine motives such as selfishness, force, cruelties, jealousy and hatred fail. It sometimes loses temporary battles but it is the only life principle that insures victories and makes successes permanent. It is indispensable to the successful living together of all people in our democracy because democracy is a shared life, a life in which the rulers are sensitive to the feeling3 of those who obey; a life in which the fortunate are actively sensitive to the feelings of the unfortunate. Wisemen followed the star to the manger where the Christ-child was born and bowed before the Babe. And at His birth the Jews Standing For Something "Something worthy to bui-ld a life around. As you aim so your life is. Your purpose like an amulet, will guard you from failure. While it remains intact, your life cannot be broken, poverty cannot hold you down, disease cannot weaken, adversity cannot crush. Your life remains and you alone can breathe it. It takes a strong impulse to live a life out to the end. If you live to no true purpose your life is a burden on the atmosphere, and death will come to you long before you even expect it. All around you are those who have died already perhaps never lived at all. More terrible than ghosts or disembodied spirits is the spectacle we see every day of spiritless bodies the forms of those who move and breathe when we know them to be dead. "And so when year by year your paths diverge over the earth, let us hope and pray that you may live your lives out to the end; that at every roll-call in this world, when you answer to your names, it will be in the full certainty that you are still alive." David S. Jordan, Pres., Stanford U. Yes, with the nations of Europe engaged in the somewhat frightening process of marching to war, with sensitive France reaching over Germany into the steppes of Russia to shake the hand of the Communists in an entangling alliance, with imperial-istically greedy Japan clutching the hand of Nazi Germany, with Hitler's Nazis shaking both the hand of the Nippons and the Italians, with Mussolini's Fascisti eagerly watching every chance for imperialistic expansion, with the national boundaries of its member nations, with Great Britain as ever jealously guarding its supremacy on the seas, ever looking to its vast dominions, afraid of foreign encroachment, with Spain and China torn in martial conflict, with the nations of the Americas If She's Cold . . . (and some are) If She's Hungry . . . (and they all are) You can, fix it at The Cctlege Jntt declared, "Blessed be the God of Israel for He hath visited and redeemed His people." Many more wisemen offer Him gifts and bow before Him today than did on that first Christmas, because they recognize that in His word of love and in His Gospel of Peace we have not only the key to the successful living together of the entire human family but also the foundation upon which our democracy must rest. Without it they know that selfishness will smother the principles of equality that the framers of our constitution prayed would characterize the United States. Throughout this school year you have exemplified the Cnristian ideal through your thoughtful considerations, your innumerable acts of kindness and your unselfish service to the school. The Weber College faculty and student body at e impressive in their grasp of the full import of the idea that the successful living together of the whole human family is the most important objective of both education and Christianity. Believing that it will add just a mite to your happiness and your cheer at this Christmas season, I extend to you my appreciation and my best wishes for a blessed holiday season. doggedly pledging themselves to peace and neutrality . . . let us celebrate Christmas . . . ring out ye merry bells! "Sing hosanna, sing Noel, Sing the gunner and the shell. Sing the canule, sing the lamp, Sing the concentration camp. Sing the season born anew, Sing the exile for the Jew, Wreathe the world with evergreen.Praise the cunning submarine, Sing the barbed and bitter wire, Poison gas and liquid fire, Bullet, bomb, and hand grenade, And the heart of man, afraid. Christ is come, the light hath risen, All our foes are safe in prison, And the Christmastide begets Seven million bayonets. Hear the carol, once again . . . Peace on earth, good will to men." Peace? Peace! No. Hell on earth, good will toward none! k. f. m. FRED SCRIVEN Books and Stationery Office and School Supplies 2178 Washington Avenue Telephone 4j I the QutMje Wctl4 By Wayne Farrell The rules of the House of Rep-resentath es require that a petition must be signed by a majority of the members of the house before a bill can be brought out of its committee and into general debate on the floor of the House before the committe has reported on it. Last week Representative Joseph Mansfield rolled down to the rostrum in his wheelchair and became the 21Sth member to sign a petition to bring the Fair Labor Standards Act out of the Rules committee where it has been lodged since the opening of Congress. The bill, better known as the Wages and i-iours Bill, has always had tough sledding. Introduced in both houses in the thick of the court fight last spring, it got through the Senate last July, although it was thoroughly denounced by Republicans as a step toward "the centralized, authoritar-ium state". However, in the House it never even had a chance to be denounced. The Rules committee refused to make a "rule", placing it on the calendar and so it was another of the leftover bills of last session. Why a Democratic committee should refuse to let one of the administration's pet bills come up for, vote needed some explanation. As passed by the Senate, what the Wages and Hours Bill proposed to do was set up minimum wages up to 4 0c an hour, maximum hours down to 40 a week. Any supervision over U. S. industry is naturally least acceptable to the South, whose industrial platform is that its climate and general living conditions diminish living cost and hence make equitable a lower wage rate than the North. Although the provisions of the bill were flexible enough to allow for regional differentials, such differentials might well be too small to suit Southerners. Of the Rules committee's 14 members four are Republican, five Southern Democrats. This combination, of course, acted to stall the bill. Passage of the Wages and Hours Bill is by no means assured, by the fact that a majority of House members favored getting it out of committee. Most of petitioner's will doubtless vote for it, but some Represen!ative Mansfield among them had signed solely because they considered the Rules committee's action highhanded, with the expressed intention of voting against the bill later on. With the two camps of labor (A. F. of L. opposes the bill; C. I. O. favors it) and the two Houses of Congress at odds with each other, best guess last week was that when the bill reaches the President, it will not be much more than a face - saving compromise. Someday- (maybe) All the hard work put into the Signpost iiiijrlit be realized, and the editors thanked for it. |