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Show The PARSON Page 2 THE PARSON Salt Lake City, Utah, January Vol. 9 Editor-in-Chi- ef Managing Editor Business Manager . . Newt Editor Feature Editor Sports Editors Political Science Editor. Managerial Staff ' Photographers Contributors: Keith McCarty, Hood, Gordon 18, No. 7 1963 Ken Denne Kathy Schwerti ...Dct Homrighouse Penny Goldsworthy : Judy Durfee Rod Grunwald, Allan Burkhalter Jim Leap Sue Loomer Stan Clark, Bill Cook, Ray Leonard Judy Hughes, Fred Pinkerton, John King, Tom Snow. Editorial Why do so many students leave Westminster every year to drop out or go to another school? There are the usual answers, such as, the students dont have the ability to continue in college work or they need to go to another college to obtain additional training in their particular field. It would seem, however, that the number of students that leave Westminster for these reasons are very few. The aforementioned reasons are purely scholastic in nature, and a student at Westminster can receive a good education from a purely scholastic point of view. Only through outside activities can a student learn to apply the theory he learns in the classroom, to associate with other people and to learn the responsibilities that are placed on a person when he or she leaves college and steps into the world. Because Westminster fails to provide an atmosphere in which students may prepare themselves for their lives outside the confines of the college, the majority of students who leave Westminster, for no apparent reason, find a college campus where the administrators are dedicated to producing graduates Who are well prepared in their particular field and prepared for their lives in the communities in which they live. Now lets look at one reason why the outside activities offered at Westminster are inadequate. The case in point will be the Westminster Student Government Association. Why?, because it directly involves a few students, and it also indirectly involves the totality of the studentbody. The administrative branch involved is the office of the Dean of Students and its connection with student government. In the main, the responsibility of student government programming advising comes from the Deans office. Now you might ask what advising has the Deans office given to SGAC? The answer can best be answered by giving an example of the latest piece of advising to come from the Deans office. Dean Robinson personally suggested that SGAC pass a resolution prohibiting the wearing of slacks and cut-off-s by the women students in the library in the day time. You can readily see the great importance of passing such legislation. This particular idea was voted down by a unanimous vote of the members. Now, let us take a look at an idea that has sprung from the minds of the students. A Student Court proposal has been suggested to SGA and is being looked into as a means of giving the students a vehicle in which to learn, on a small scale, through experience or observation of how a judicial system quite similar to the one we all live under works. It would also teach us how the judicial system hands out justice to those people who both observe and those who break the laws for which it stands. Ideas like this do not come from the Dean of Students Office, and for that part neither do the objectives of a student government programming advisor. The duties of a student government advisor are that he be: 1) a professional guide in the areas of leadership techniques and group leadership techniques and 2) he should be able to pin point problems that will come between people, programs, and groups within the Student Government Association and the studentbody as a whole, particularly here at Westminster. It is up to you students to decide whether or not this is what we are receiving from our Dean of Students or whether he is falling below these few duties. After you decide, ACT. . . cjoirtt the last -- So member oP Link the race has He cashed in yesterday! Odd people, these Unkians... Hustle, bustle ail the time! passed away?! CD True but they seemed Pit enough physically speaking. I sothought too... I until performed an autopsy. January is, 193 In Memoriam Dear Editor: It seems a friend told me a couple of days ago about his experiences at one of those small Christian liberal arts colleges. He pointed gravely to ugly red marks on his wrists and neck which he said were caused by what he referred to as the pillory. I begged him to go on, so he choked out his story. He said that he had been expelled 'from this college, (shunned, I think is the word he used) for immoral behavior. The net of justice started to be pulled around him when he was caught holding hands with his girl friend in front of the coke machine. He tried to explain that his girl friend was handing him a dime to put in, since the machine did not take quarters, but to no avail. The girl was confined to her cell and kept on bread and water for two days. The boy was slapped on the wrist . But he defied the strong arm of justice and continued to see her and hold hands with her, because, the way he put it, We both were lonely, far from home and our futures were uncertain. One night, in front of the coke machine, his pent up passions which had been repressed by the rigid regulations of the school, broke loose, and he kissed her. But, alas, how was he to know that the bottle opener concealed a camera lens. The next morning the incriminating evidence was in the hands of those who would decide his fate. Do you know what a pillory is? Well, this school had one. It was a gift from a prominent Massachusetts man who was head of some investigating committee. This unfortunate man was hauled up in court, which was held in the public square. He was given a fair trial, which lasted about three minutes. The poor lad gave a very eloquent defense, in which he said such things as morality must come from within and rigid behavior enforced beyond reason only leads to resentment and clandestine passions which are worse than the carefree, public display of affection. This reasonable-speech- , of course, fell on deaf ears. He was given a savage kick and was told to place his hands and head within the holes in the wooden pillory. He was kept there for 24 hours and shamefully abused. Once he was pelted with beer cans. One girl came up to him and slapped him repeatedly across the face with a sex magazine. When he had finished, he wiped his forehead and eyes. He then declared he had met more friends on this campus than he had met in a lifetime. He said he wanted to enroll at Westminster College. I havent figured out what to say to him yet. Sincerely, Edward Jones A post-morte- m on the last oP the Links? find anything unusual ?? yes., There have been few people more interested in life and more eager to live it as richly as possible than our deceased professor, Rosa Bird Marimon. In addition to being a devoted teacher, Miss Marimon was regarded by her students as a true and sincere friend. Always willing to lend a hand to help anyone in whatever way possible, she went out of her way to be of assistance to someone in need. In the English classroom Miss Marimon made the great works of literature come alive for her students in the hope that they would develop an everlasting appreciation and a genuine interest in the subject. Her contributions to the Westminster community since she joined the faculty in the fall of 1921 have had great effect on all those who have come in contact with her. In addition to instructing English classes, Miss Marimon served as principal of the high school and Dean of Women. In 1960 the lounge in Hogle Hall was g named in her honor at the request of a friend and admirer who had it furnished. The death of this dedicated teacher and fine Christian woman will indeed be a great loss to the entire Westminster College community. life-lon- Historys Lessons Perhaps the"only safe thing to say about history' is that we learn nothing from history. Each generation feels itself wiser and stronger than those of the past, and therefore immune to the hazards of history. Religion and philosophy, politics and science, education and economics have poured their individual balm upon the wounds of the world, and yet we suffer and struggle, deplore and despair. All the while, the mute testimony of history stands wonderingly and helplessly by, because we ignore her. High taxes, limitless debts and socialistic sentimentality have toppled more empires than all the armies who have marched across the pages of human history. Look at the lessons. Listen to the hollow voices of past calamity. These are individuals, people just as you and I. Living souls used as pawns in the game of personal power. Living bodies crushed and beaten not by force of arms but the victims of a cultural cancer called socialism. If we do not heed the vacuous voices of the past, we soon will blend ours with theirs in a dirge of despair . If we would cure the cultural cancer which creeps ceaselessly over our land, then we must let history be our teacher. The welfare state is not new. It has been disastrously tried in many centuries. Insidiously it creeps over us without our knowing it. Like cancer, its evil work is done silently, and when we do become aware of its presence, it is all too often too late. For this reason, responsible people who care enough for freedom and dare enough for integrity must look closely at the times within which we live. Already the symptoms of infection are clear .Need we wait for the coroners report before we act? Look at our world in the light of history and observe the events of today. There can be no doubt that current go- vernment philosophy seeks to become the shepherd of all. Is there any area of human enterprise in this country today which is free from controls and restrictions .laid down with little or no regard for the individual and his freedom to be responsible for his own destiny? In the fields of manufacturing, economics, urban affairs, personal health, and education, no one dare move without first attempting to ascertain what the government has in mind. Look at another side of this coin. When man is conditioned by education or by empty promises, to look outside himself for his security, he is not only trading personal enterGod-give- n prise for an insecure security but, more important, he is allowing his personal dignity and integrity to be submerged into the miasmic mire of collectivism. ,Look at the campaign promises of contemporary politicians: the platitudinous promises offer more food with less work, more money with less effort, more security with less assurance. What have we now? A compressed, regulated, enervated and stupified society with which it has most become a sin to be different, to defy the cult of conformity, and to dare to assert ones right to be uncommon if he wants. Freedom has been committed to our hands, committed by the grace of God and sanctified by the blood of our forebearers who sacrificed so that in due time we might enjoy its blessings. Is our commitment any less? What legacy will we leave to our children, yes, even to gerenatioas as yet unborn? It is a fact of physical life that like begets like. A softened, bent .and remisguided people can only bo will produce sons who disiof twice the children llusionment. Regardless of the motives, when man is reduced from a proud being, created in the image of his God, to the level of a timid animal looking constantly to a al- super-bureaucra- cy for the very substance of his life, then we are well on the road to prostituting the very purpose for which God made man. To be free, a man must be free to choose. He can select either the pull of heaven or the tug of hell. But man (Cont. P. 4, Col. 2) |