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The Western Carolinian 7 Thursday, September 11, 1986 Western Carolinian (TOO 227-7367 Western Carolina University PO. Box 66Cullowhee. North Carolina 28723 Andrew Dawkins Editor-in-Chief Randy Rosenthal Business Manager Erin Millner-News, The Arts and Entertainment Editor; Joan Tucker-People Editor; Barbara Rosenthal-lnternationalAffairs Editor; BillyGraham Sports Editor; Gray Erlacher-Advertising Coordinator Mike Doerner-Photographer; Jack Tackett-Chief Typesetter Typesetters Kirk Mitchell Lisa Cable Robin Walden Writers Andy Hornsby Scott Stalmasek Lena Coggins Mike Doerner Layout Artists Winnifred Hall Sheila Gunter Scott Goins Chief Layout Artist Margaret Crites Proof Sharon Smith Distribution Manager Marianne BaHles Special Assistant to Editor Erik Horn Advertising design by Randy Rosenthal and Gray Erlacher of Carolinian Marketing Letters to the Editor Responding to Mr. Cassidy Dear Editor, When I first read Timothy Cassidy's letter in last week's paper I had a little trouble figuring out if he was in fact being serious or not. Cassidy quoted out of context, made some very thinly stretched assumptions (the 60's equals turn on, tune in, drop out" equals LSD ???), and completely failed to differentiate between Mrs. Rosenthal's suggestions, speculationsns, and satire. I don't personally know Mr. Cassidy, but once having thought about it, I decided he really was trying to be serious...and this scared me. Last year five UNC students were taken into custody for protesting against South African apartheid (they built some shanties) and were released with the stipulation that "...they not build any more shanties and go back to classes and ACT LIKE STUDENTS ARE SUPPOSED TO!" Cassidy in a similar light says such things as "What is one of the main purposes of college, but to help one get a better job?". Is that why you're here, Mr. Cassidy? Can't you think of maybe a better reason to be here than that, something to do with growth as a human being, the development of values and critical judgements, etc... He later adds: "Do we really want to go back to the 60's ? Those times were full of turmoil and political upheaval,...do we really want to revisit them?" Is there something wrong with turmoil and political upheaval, Mr. Cassidy? Maybe you would have enjoyed the Hitler's Germany my parents had to live in,... or maybe the East Germany many of my relatives are still living in? There was and there is no "turmoil and political upheaval" there. "Why can't college students just go to school and prepare for a career during the week and relax and unwind on weekends?", Mr. Cassidy asks. My mother would reply to that: "Those who won't run their own lives will have others run it for them". I've never participated in a sit- in or demonstration, but this is not to say I wouldn't for a serious cause. I believe that as a human Dealing with ips Life wouldn't be so hard if it weren't for relationships and our own loneliness. On the one hand we take the risks, get involved, and then get hurt. Then we experience the inner pain of bing alone again. On the other hand, we may opt for shallow relationships - risk free: I don't invest myself so I don't get hurt if the other person becomes unavailable to me. I play with partners, enjoy the sensuality, but alas when honest - the inner loneliness, the longing to be meaningfully related keeps returning unsatisfied (and drowning the need hasn't helped either.) Fortunately those are not the only alternatives in dealing with our relationships with others. What about this? What about friendships with others--or a special other -that has agreed-upon limitations? -- not the hurting limitation of agreeing to be a shallow, but a caring relationship within certain boundaries. OK.-What are the boundaries? These are relational boundaries that we don't cross.-Like (hold your breath) not jumping into bed together. I can hear you now: "O come on, Sam, "You're living in the dark ages. That stuff'sout of date,etcetc.etc." Say it if you please. But I've been around long enough to see the hurt, to feel the pain, to try to hold together badly shaken lives, and to know when someone pretends the hurt isn't there. To claim happiness is found through promiscuity perpetuates one of the biggest lies going. To feel like couples " in love " are obligated sexually to one another perpetuates another, (another is the sexual obligation felt because of the guy's large financial investments on dates.) Hey folks, I may be clergy, but I do know the sexual drive, yeah, yeah, yeah, and I know how strong it is. So I and others have had to deal with limitations when they're not easy. But the results have been that we were able to marry "persons" and not simply bodies whic turned us on. We discovered the uniqueness of our partners by waiting. You see, any two bodies can cause a "turn on" (so what's new?). So it's important to discover the unique other with which you feel so compatable you can commit a life-time together in marriage. When people cross the boundaries before the commitment, they lose their uniqueness and their person-ness. Andtheyknoiwit. So they "do it" more, and they become more and more insecure as they feel the relationship die. Then the pain, hurt, lonliness, etc., etc. If you've stayed with me at least to wrestle with what I'm trying to say, I want to add something else. If I wanted to find a few meaningful and caring relationships where boundaries are drawn, I would look for a group of people-fellow students--who-, have already decided to live within boundaries. The . likely places around here are at the campus, ministries and local churches. This is not to claim* that all Christian students have chosen to live within boundaries or that all Christian students are i participating in ministries. Not only have some of, these groups set their relational boundaries, but. also they have found personal contact with the One who has overcome our ultimate lonliness and offered us ultimate relatedness. The boundaries in our relational lives provide us structure within which we can grow and develope. I believe that God created us, and that He gave us the boundaries so we can become our fullest self in the best possible sense. Sam Hale is the Presbyterian Campus Minister Of Dinosaurs and Other Modern Problems. 1 Last Friday evening, some friends of mine and I took a trip to visit another friend who lives in Waynesville. When we left campus, I filled BBT (my 4- wheeled dinosaur) with the libation which allows it to rumble tis way along the asphalt paths created for the passage of it and others of its kind. BBT is old, but in reality is young enough to use the unleaded variety of this beverage. Now this rolling glutton (it will only roll 84,480 feet on one gallon of its favorite brew) has a stomache that holds 23.9 gallons which, when indicating one quarter load, costs over $15.00 to replenish at 82.9c a Sytva refeeding operation. This brings me to the point of my current consternation. When we left the four lane to commence the final phase of our sojourn to our destination, BBT and I were elated and appalled to see itsfvorite elixir on sale for a mere 73.9C per gallon! Whoa here, friends!?! What is this we see? Of course the three occupants of the dinosaur's front cushions began an immediate, animated discussion of the situation. What was the situation? In a nutshell, or gas tank as the case may be, the over-pricing of tea in China. Oops - I mean the overpricing of gas in Jackson county. You all know how difficult it is for college students, traditional and non-traditional, self-or parent-supported, to feed the dinosaurs which inhabit WCU's fair campus. Yet it seems to me we have become objects of a bit of a rip-off. You could never convince me it costs 10C plus a gallon to bring gasoline from Waynesville to Sytva or Cullowhee, or that dealers in this area don't have the volume of sales to go with lower prices, especially this time of year. The population of this county increases by some thing over 5,000 in August. Two-thirds of this increase own vehicles which need to be fed regularly. SowhydoesitcosMOCand more a gallon around here? C'mon business majors, answer that one for us. BBT and I would really like to know. — Deep in the bosom of Appalachia a strange and exotic culture has evolved. Located an hour's distance from the nearest shopping mall, the inhabitants of Cullowhee, North Carolina have adapted to their isolated environment and have developed social customs which truly warrant psychological investigation. It is here in a university town, where the town is the university and the university is the town, that one might find the rare and bizzare psychological disorder known as hypersalutophilia, a disorder of the greeting impulse. A person afflicted with hypersalutophilia will become obsessed with greeting all living creatures that cross his path. The motor action of the disorder manifests itself in the wave of a hand; the grunted "Hey"; or, when two of the afflicted come face to face, a full-blown hypersalutophiliac conversation may ensue. Peering into the mind of an unfortunate may reveal the ugly truth of the disorder. Hypersalutophilia On his way to class, young Bob X spies a familiar face coming his way. "Hmmmm, this person looks familiar but I just can't seem to recall who it is," thinks Bob. "Oh yeah, he was in my freshman biology class I think, or was it at that kegger last night? I had better say hello so I won't look unfriendly." "Hi how are you?", asks Bob. "Fine and you?" replies the witty stranger. "Still in Cullowhee?," refers Bob. "Still here," the stranger skillfully grunts. "Man, it is really hot today isn't it?," Bob asks, unable to let go of this innane communique. "Sure is," the brilliant stranger responds and this goes on, and on, and on. Eventually Bob will break out in a cold sweat, have a grand mal seizure and be carted away to his dorm where a six-pack of fermented grain product is waiting in Bob's refrigerator, specifically for this purpose. The stranger does all he can to help Bob, for he knows that the next time it may be him. It is not a pretty sight. The long term effects of the disorder are not clearly understood. Insight might be gained by observing faculty members who have remained in this environment for an extended period. The results may be shocking! There is hope however. A small, anonymous group, Howyadoin Bridges, was organized last year to cope with this dreaded and ugly disorder. Members meet in secret each week where they share experiences and encourage each other to be a little less nice. The founder of the group, who wishes to remain unknown for obvious reasons, ; relates her experiences: 'I never thought it would happen to me. When I first came here I thought everyone was very friendly. Even if you did't know anyone they would still smile and wave at you. So I waved back. Little did I know, ( Sobs ) that it would become an illness. I began to wave to anyone I saw, perhaps a thousand times a day.. When I noticed that my right arm had grown way out of proportion I knew I needed Help" The group has had limited sucess. A few | members have improved to the point where they no ; longer wave. Instead they nod their heads and j grunt. This is a major breakthrough! When driving, : the improved hypersalutophiliac may only raise a ; finger to those he passes. This is yet another sign of; hope. If you have read this report you may have noticed some of the symptoms of hypersalutophilia in yourself. Do not be alarmed. You are not alone. The members of Howyadoin Bridges offer this advice. "Don't Be So '8c%c-% Nice! Randy Rosenthal is Western Carolinian Business Manager for The being I have the obligation, or at the very least the right, to resist tyranny in whatever form it takes and in any reasonable way I can. "Why do we have to try to change the world before we really understand it?", asks Mr. Cassidy. Well, Mr. Cassidy, how much do you have to understand before you're ready to do something (maybe even in thissmallcornerof the world)? Will you need to have a PhD in political science, will you have needed to earn your first million, fathered your first child, etc.? Or will you leave it all to our benign leaders: the "professionals"? Howfardothings have to go, and how bad do things have to get for you before your conscience and morality (or at least your comfort) are disturbed? Political and social ambivalence are dangerous. Mr. Cassidy, and those who forget history are dooming others, as well as themselves, to repeat it. Sincerely, Eric Horn May We Point Out... Dear Editor: I would just like to clarify a few things in your article "The Western Carolinian Rated First Class by ACP" in the August 28th issue. First, there was a staff between Heather Prey's staff and Randy Rosenthal's staff. This staff's editor, business manager and managing editor was nominated by SGA and then voted on and approved by this same student government, while the publishing baord was in the process of taking the Carolinian off SGA's hands. The re st of the staff was selected by their merits. Also, in this same article, Randy Rosenthal is quoted as saying, '"Last year we walked into basically an empty room'...'The equipment was either gone or vandalized.'" We would just like to say that not only did we work with Jerry Michel (the editor between Frey and Rosenthal) but we also worked with Heather Frey and under both administrations we had problems with the equipment. Most of the equipment is old and from use tends to break down; this does not mean that any equipment was vandalized. Asfarasanyofthe equipment being removed from the office, the staff only took their own personal equipment that they brought to the office to make their jobs a little easier. None of the paper's equipment was taken by any member of either staff. We appreciate you allowing us to clarify these points. Sincerely, Sue Schluger, and Lisa Reinhard The Western Carolinian welcomes your feedback on any issue, especially those arising from articles published in the newspaper. Send letters to: Letters to the Editor/The Western Carolinian/P.O. Box 66/Cullowhee, N.C. 28723 ... // rm Proud to be a G.D.I! // Dave Moore Being a junior this fall, I have experienced many things on the campus of Western Carolina University. But one of those things that sticks out the most is the role of the Greek system on campus. Differing from most college campuses, it is of enormous popularity to be a member of a fraternity here. Unfortunately, I believe it is of too much popularity. It is time that some of the individualistic people on campus were recognized. Needless to say, I'm a hard-core G.D.I. In most cases, it is the freshmen who are taken advantage of by the Greek System. It is the new students who are trying to feel comfortable in a different environment. Being alone and trying to make new friends can be difficult, thus it is easy to get attached to the security blanket they offer-130 dollars down, thirty dollars a month and you have anywhere from thirty to eighty "friends". What more could a freshman ask for? Of course, let's not forget that they must carry a piece of lumber around with weird-looking letters on it that makes it look like the poor fellow slipped with his wood-burning set. Then, of course, these "pledges" must respond and carry out orders from their brothers as is each and every one of them were General Patton. But, after all the hell is over with, they too can become brothers and look forward to hazing the next group of freshmen. Well, there is a new attitude on campus now. ■More and more people are standing up and saying : that they are proud to be GDI's. For instance, in; intramural sports the GDI teams did very well in the. 1985-86 season. They finished highly in softballj football, and basketball, making the playoffs in alii three. Thus, the G.D.I, movement is steadily! accelerating. After I finally get my degree in Computer; Information Systems and an employer looks at my! resume and asks "Were you in a fraternity in college, son?", I'll have to chuckle and say "No, sir I war.i President of GDI!" Dave C. Moore 111, is 1986-87 President of G.D.I SPEAK OUT! This column is your chance as a\ student to express yourself about any issue relevant, to campus life that concerns you. It was designed to accomodate the once-in-a-while' contributor, or someone who has much more to say! than would be able to fit in the section for Letters to the Editor. Manuscripts should be kept to about 500 words, and, preferably typed. A photograph of contributor will be made by The', Western Carolinian to accompany article. Sentf manuscript, brief biography including name}, hometown, status, and major along with phone' number to: SPEAK OUTI/The Western Carolinian/P.O. Box 66/Cuilowhee, N.C. 28723

The Western Carolinian is Western Carolina University's student-run newspaper. The paper was published as the Cullowhee Yodel from 1924 to 1931 before changing its name to The Western Carolinian in 1933.

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  • Date original: 1986-09-11
  • Date digitized: 2019-03-29
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  • Dimension: 22.75" x 15"
  • Pages: 18 pages
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  • College student newspapers and periodicals
  • Cullowhee (N.C.) -- Newspapers
  • Universities and colleges -- North Carolina -- Cullowhee -- Newspapers
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  • Jackson County (N.C.)
  • Cullowhee (N.C.)
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