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4 Friday, October 11, 1985
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Despite pr
USC a got
Pat yourself on the back, Car
That's right, you, over there ii
yourself a pat on the back. You
Most of the students and fac
they were not spending their tir
but now for those skeptics oi
Carolina community nas proor.
The University of South Caro
institutions that offer a quality e
pensive. To be included on the lis
school had to have an average s
Aptitude Test. The school's tuiti
national average, and at least 60
had to hold doctorate degrees. <
the book, four of which were S<
The book is entitled "The Be;
and was researched by two writ<
So Carolina is a "best buy" It
means despite the complai
problem of desegregation, desp
crease and despite everything
Carolina, this university is a goc
a perfect school, but no school c
blems ? including the ones wit
The fact that Carolina has be
tributed to many things. The n
work and determination of
administration.
Good job, Carolina.
Bush-look not
the real Andy
To the editor:
Give us back the real Andy
Duncan.
In the same Gamecock edition
one can see the new Andy
? with a lot oi extra jaw trom
somewhere ? has a profile
almost as sharp, handsome
and imtimidating as the cleancut
George Bush, who is most
certainly nobody's funny man.
With the real Andy riding
atop his column, if, perchance,
you don't get enough
chuckles from his words,
there's always the picture of
the real Andy.
Also, 1 like what 1 can't see
about your other funny man,
behind his big, dark one-way
glasses ? Ed Chambliss, who
owes us an article on cottage
cheese.
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Special studies
Parking issue
getting old
To the editor:
I know parking is a popular
subject for students to gripe
about, but I'm getting tired of
reading about it in every issue
of this newspaper. The parking
"problem" was addressed
three times in the last three
issues ? and not once by
anyone who made the slightest
bit of sense.
On Oct. 4, the readers of
The CintnOfrtnlr 11;frn finnrnfl
with an editorial which
criticized the conference on
global crises. According to this
editorial, the conference
would affect students only by
making parking difficult, but
it wouldn't benefit them in any
way. "Students seem to have
been lost in the shuffle," the
editorial moaned. "Academics
don't seem to be a part of the
conference. Most students
won't know any more after the
conference has ended than
they did before it began." I
challenge the editors to explain
the role of academics in, say,
Gamecock football games, or
tell how much more students
know after a spring rock concert
than before it began.
I suspect that if The
Gamecock staff had actually
asked anyone (you know, investigative
journalism, like
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would have been told that the
purpose of the conference was
to bring renown and prestige
to USC, thereby attracting
grants, endowments, alumni
oblems,
)d school
olina.
n Columbia, go ahead and give
've done a good job.
uity at Carolina already Knew
ne at a second-rate institution,
[i campus and elsewhere, the
lina has been named to a list of
iducation without being too exit,
the student population of the
core of 1,000 on the Scholastic
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1 percent of the school's faculty
Dnly 221 schools were listed in
Duth Carolina schools.
st Buys in College Education,"
;rs for The New York Times.
? what does that mean?
nts about parking, despite the
ite the controversial tuition inelse
people find wrong with
id school. That is not to say it is
>xi?;K that Hr?p? nr?t haup itc nm.
h ivy growing on the walls.
en placed on the list can be atlain
one, however, is the hard
the students, faculty and
contributions and high-quality
student applicants to the
university. The idea (1
presume) was to benefit the
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and thereby the STUDENTS.
Worth sacrificing a few parking
spaces for a couple of
days? 1 think so. However, the
poor research of the editorial
was more than made up for by
The Gamecock's novel approach
to international rela-.
uuiis: analysing cvcms in
terms of how they will affect
student parking. Amazingly,
on the same page as that
editorial was a reprint of an
editorial about Latin
American foreign policy from
the West Virginia University
Daily Athenaeum, which
made no mention of parking
at all!
The letters to the editor on
Oct. 2 and 7 made even less
sense. Bob Getler's letter,
when it wasn't heaping adolescent
abuse on the meter maids
("brains of Jell-O" and other
witty phrases), raved on and
on about how somebody
should do something about the
parking problem. He never did
explain exactly what problem
he was talking about, except to
say, "if you can't find a parking
space without heading out
to Bates House or Cayce,
there's a problem." Fran
Easterby's letter went even
farther; she accused the director
of parking of not knowing
what he was talking about
when he said that ample parking
was available at USC, and
challenged him to "take a ride
through any of the parking
lots after 9:30 a.m." and "see
how uninformed and erroneous
this statement is." I'll
accept that challenge, because
1 can find a space every day,
and ?t'll take about three
minntPQ Vnn <ipp I livf>H in
Bates West for three years,
and I never saw that lot more
than half full. Also, the Benson
School lots (across Bull
Street from Bates House) can
hold between 200 and 300
cars, and they're virtually
never full.
If Easterby had looked at
the parking map that she was
given when she bought her
sticker, she would know this.
But maybe she has the same
attitudes as Getler: that parking
at Bates and walking (or
riding the Shuttlecock) to class
is beneath them. Such laziness
deserves onlv contemot. I
made that trip every class day
for three years, and so does
everybody in Bates House,
Bates West, Cliff Apartments
and Carolina Gardens.
There is no parking problem
at USC. It exists only in the
minds of the ignorant, la/y
people who have nothing bet
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ter to do than whine becausc
they can't park in front of
their classroom buildings. So,
how about a moratorium on
parking letters and editorials?
Since no one can write a rational
letter about an imaginary
problem, publishing
them is a waste of time.
Patrick M. Berry
?Computer science senior
bame Bail nun
is newsworthy
To the editor:
On Sept. 27, a milestone in
college philanthropies was
reached. A total of more than
$15,000 was raised for the National
Multiple Sclerosis Society
through the Sigma Nu
Game Ball Run. Our run,
which is the number one fundraiser
for M.S. in the state,
was covered both locally and
nationally by various news
media. But, as in the past, one
medium failed to recognize
this major event in Carolina
life: The Gamecock.
It comes as no great shock
to Delta Chapter that The
Gamecock failed to run a story
the week before the Game Ball
Run. Maybe they felt the national
exposure given to the
run by ABC television during
the Michigan game informed
enough people of our event.
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there was no Gamecock
reporter at Williams-Brice
Stadium for the start of the
run. Maybe The Gamecock
did not feel the start of the run
was very newsworthy. That's
funny because reports from
The Stale, The Greenville
News, and the Charleston
News and Courier, WIS TVradio
and WNOK radio all
thought the start warranted
full coverage.
In conclusion, the Brothers
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thank President Holderman,
Bob Marcum, Coach Morrison,
our fellow greeks, faculty
and staff, and the entire
Carolina family for making
Game Ball Run such a success.
As for The Gamecock, we
hope in the future you, as a
student newspaper, will
recooni/e maior stnri? at
USC. For now, we are very
sorry that your publication
missed one of the top stories
of the year.
Gray Liddell
Sigma Nu Fraternity
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seeds with
instruments?
The only musical instrument
I'vf? pvpr nlnvfrt is a Ktpr*?r*
although 1 used to be pretty good
at coaxing alien sounds from the
confluence of my left palm and
my right armpit, and my singing
voice has been described as
reminiscent of 19 tomcats getting
intimate with the revolving in
nards of a garbage truck.
But despite., these handicaps,
I've always been fascinated by
music, the roll and tumble and
flow of it, and I've always harbored
secret visions of me on a
20-city tour, grinning at the
roadies in the amber of a thousand
upturned Zippos and Bics,
my fingers spewing music onto
the heads of the front-row
shriekers below.
So I have a certain amount of
envy for the USC marching band,
currently in the middle of their
fall tour and filling stadiums
weekly on a Springsteen scale ?
although a few giblets of the audience
are probably drawn by the
band's opening and closing acts,
which are pretty good, too.
1 never fullv realized how eond
the band is until Wednesday
night, when for the first time I
saw them away from the gridiron
and inside their natural habitat, a
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chain-link corral of a practice
field between Main and Sumter
streets.
Most people who attend football
games; unless they have the
good seats afforded journalists, ~
layered alumni and those campus
organizations favored by God in
His divine plan, only see the band
as a distant squad of syncopated
pomegranate seeds with legs, and
most of their music dissinates in
to the ozone before it reaches the
upper decks, up there above the
snow line where timber wolves
howl.
So when my friend the tromL
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ounc asKca me 10 ietcn mm from
band practice and chauffeur him
into the trackless wastes of
Saluda County on Wednesday
night, I didn't know what was in
store.
I swooped the Volkswagen into
two parking places about 20
minutes before the band was due
to spill over into the street. I stuffed
my knees into my jaw and my
feet onto the inch-wide sill that
should be a dash, fumbled for my
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Ann Farmer
Managing Editer
Tracy Mixson
Copy Dwk Chiel
Andy Duncan
Assistant Copy Dosk Chiaf
Linda Taylor
H*w3/litsfat*ss Editer
Marisa Porto
Assistant Haws Editors
Jeri Rowe
Juliet Nader
Spstllfht Editor
Roni Bea Kayne
AttfotiM Spotl^M EdHor
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Duncan
bookmark in a greasy copy of
Dubliners, twisted the stereo to
the nearest Jimmy Buffett and
did all the other thousand small
but vital things y<fljfcdo while settl- a
\ng yoursclf in t or ia wait.
And then I heard the band.
Not the Coral Reefers, whom I
revere and make an annual summer
pilgrimage to Carowinds for,
but the marching band that so
many people regard as mere
background music for the
halftime vigil outside the
Williams-Brice men's room.
1 was drawn down the grassy
slope to the fence, where I hook- ^
ea my lingers m the links and
watched the band for the first
time in my USC career.
They were wearing shorts and
jeans and T-shirts and no hats,
spiraling in on themselves, coiling
and unreeling across the green
turf, and their instruments, rejecting
the light offered them by a
skinny and insignificant sun,
thrust Sousa to the skies.
I liked it. ?
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Antjtiat Sports Erfiter 1
Jeff Owens
Ptiotvgrapky Edftor
Joseph Garnett
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Bill Rogers
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