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4 THE GAMECOCK Wednesday, October 28, 1987
AMY DELPO Editor in Chief
STEPHEN GUILFOYLE Copy Desk Chief
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| TAMARA WILLIS Features Editor j
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PAULA WOJTOWICZ Beat Editor j
Hospitality
To become international, USC
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snouia concentrate on stuaents
In terms of sheer numbers, USC doesn't make a very impressive
showing where foreign students are concerned.
According to a recent article in the Chronicle of Higher
Education, 346,609 international students are enrolled in
American colleges and universities. However, there are only
2,030 foreign students in all of South Carolina.
According to the International Students Office, USC's total
of 823 does not even place this university in the top 78 in the
country. USC lags behind such institutions as Eastern Michigan
with 1,036, the University of Utah with 1,044, Western
Michigan with 1,053 and the New Jersey Institute of Technology
with 1,076. Closer to home, the University of Georgia has 1,124
and Georgia State has 1,132.
Aside from those numbers, many foreign students in this
country are unduly neglected. Some of them rarely know much
about the city of Columbia or go to campus events. Many are
lonely and homesick. As their hosts, American UbC students
should do better in welcoming their foreign counterparts.
Southern hospitality needs to be the rule.
International students make USC a better place in many ways.
Meeting and getting to know them is good for everyone concerned.
It broadens the horizons of American students and definitely
makes those who are thousands of miles away from home feel
better. They weren't drafted and forced to come to America.
By electing to come to this country, USC's foreign students
have expressed a desire to learn something about our culture.
Americans should do the same and take advantage of this unique
opportunity for a cultural exchange about parts of the world
some may not be fortunate enough to visit. At the same time,
they should give somthing back.
hor the most part, UbC s toreign students are very bright.
Undoubtedly, some of them will eventually gain positions of
great prominence when they return to their home countries.
A university that has such a well-respected international
business school and entertains world figures such as Pope John
Paul II should begin by making certain that the international
students who have chosen USC will enjoy a complete college experience
? intellectually as well as socially.
These students are valuable, and it's up to American students
to make they know they are welcome here.
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Market crash
Did you know that whenever the stock market
crashes over 150 points on a given Monday the
Gamecocks win football games?
And as luck would have it, this Monday was a
rerun of the past week, the Gamecocks play football,
and N.C. State had their number come up on
a snarling vengeful defense.
Too zany a notion? Well, lets jump right in and
consider a few all-too-similar intangibles.
The 1969 New York Mets, the "miracle Mets,"
won the World Series when the bull market changed.
This same thing occurred a few times before,
and it was really getting fishy anyways.
Some shrewd fellow must have been standing
there waiting for the subway and after noticing
similarities among the business and sports pages,he
nudged his friend and said, "Hey Solly, look at
dis. It's an incredible phenomenon."
The same guy probably made up the thing about
the New York "Putz" Billy Martin, manager of
the Yankees. He was hired for the fifth time this
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figure.
But if it's not these kinds of intangibles,it's the
glib little fabulous facts they flash across the screen
during any big sports event. No, no, I didn't know
that Boppo Ma/.urski hit two doubles against the
Houston Astros during a day game in October in
1977. Well, pinch my toes and call me a jelly
Du Pont alm<
Although the Republican presidential hopefuls
haven't had to cope with the moral war of attrition
that their Democratic counterparts have fought,
they do face a host of other problems.
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Either way, they're not electable.
A quick run through the list confirms this dreaded
hypothesis.
George "Burning" Bush senselessly repeats the
dogma of Ronald Reagan. Pat "When Did 1 Get
Married?" Robertson drags himself down with his
fundamentalist rhetoric. Alexander "I'm In Control
Here" Haig suffers from his image as a powerhungry
militarist. Rep. Jack "Perfect Hair"
Kemp, R-N.Y., overwhelms himself with ho-hum
economic issues. Sen. Robert "I'm Running
Again" Dole, R-Kan., dooms himself with the
boredom inherent in both his name and personality.
Then there's somebody else. . . isn't there? Oh,
yeah, Pierre du Pont.
What about du Pont? How docs he fit into the
Republican sweepstakes? Just who is this darkest
of all possible dark horses?
The surname sounds familiar, but what does this
guy have besides a name that signifies a wealthy
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Du Pont offers something beyond the pale of
mainstream politics, something different,
something just a little bit crazy. Then again, he
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In response to Jeff Shrewsbury's "l ie" column
of Oct. 19, I think Sue Pierce's reactions in the
following issue of The Gamecock barely scratched
the surface. Sure, pointy-toed, high-heeled shoes
arc one of the pains of feminine fashion, but let's
take it from top to bottom, shall we, Shrewsbury?
We'll begin with a woman's hair. Imagine, if you
will, the trials a woman must go through to make
her hair look attractive. She visits a styling salon
about once every three months to take part in a
masochistic ritual stylists prefer to call "getting a
perm." It's not fun to have some lady called
"Poopsie" rip through your hair with a rat-tailed
comb, section it into 47 little spaces, wind them
unreasonably tight to ur scalp and then pour
potentially blinding chemicals that smell like rotten
eggs into the rolls. Then you have to sit there for
nearly an hour with this stench inhibiting your
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hcadachc while reading 5-year-old issues of True
Detective Magazine. 1 won't even go through the
steps a woman must take to get her hair frosted,
but sometime when you're not struggling for an
editorial idea, try putting a collandcr on your head
and pulling strands of hair through the holes with a
knitting needle. "Yeehaw."
And now we move down to the face. Mere, a
woman carefully applies the following substances
with various and specialized brushes, sponges, cot
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doughnut. And do you think the old Bopster won't
do it again? Jeez, it's a shoe-in. Sure money, pal.
Even outside of sports everybody's always looking
for an edge. Something that seems solid in their
little lives.
Horoscopes for example arc a feeding ground
for this kind of person. Just how many times has
your astrological sign warned you against speaking
with associates or seeing your mate. If you follow
those kind of insructions lo a tee von mieht find
yourself a date late and a job short.
I'd like to one day discuss this future in the stats
thing with one of the Greeks who thought it up
over a few gyros and a bottle of chilled uzo.
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does liven up what is otherwise the most lame set of
candidates (both Republican and Democratic) in
America's history. And he never hesitates to say
what he believes, a rare quality in today's
politicians.
Du Font prides himself on being a true conservative,
unlike the other Republican candidates. He
says he is a free-market capitalist and opposed to
government intervention into the economy. He
wants to cut income taxes. Although not a mindless
follower of Reagan's monetary policies, he does
believe in supply-side economics.
But du Pont goes further than that. He advocates
dismantling the overburdened and overtaxing
Social Security system, a stand not heard
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ton balls and tissues: a base coat, a cover stick, a
highlighter, a contour, a powder, a blusher,
eyeliner, eyeshadow, mascara, lip-liner, lipstick an
lip gloss.
Looking to the sides of a woman's face are,
hanging from her earlobes, a pair (or four) of earrings.
How would you like to have someone puncture
the sides of your head several times, all for the
sake of fashion, Shrewsbury? And in the event that
you would, I shall be happy to oblige you ? very
happy!
Now we examine the woman's nails, which take
about two hours to manicure, polish and dry. Imagine
the frustration of all the time devoted tc
these nails when polish is smudged or a nail breaks.
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win games? ,
And there are still some who think paying for
future advisement is to their advantage. Let me tell
you few things on the house.
Let's consider the fortune cookie. There's a
small price to pay for a world of revelation. Who
hasn't cracked into one in anticipation of the
future?
Some little Chinese guy named Fu Lee Yu probably
ran out of cream filling one day a long time
ago, slipped in a silly little message and bent the little
sucker. Voila, a very profitable creation.
How about crystal balls, tarot decks and palm
readings?These are as old as time and still have yet
to pass their time. There are still old gals out there
surviving off of spouting sweet things while rubbing
their bony fingers over the wrinkles on someone's
hand. And I was always under the impression
that wrinkles on the hand enabled you to make
a fist when all along they were there crying out as >
to what your future would hold. Kind of a futurein-reach
deal.
At least society has advanced enough to stop the
practice of disembowling sheep and reading their
intestines or rubbing the tell-tale bumps on someone's
head as in phrenology. Or is it just that no
one makes money off of it anymore?
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of predicting the future today.
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every day in mainstream American politics.
Essentially, du Pont wants less government in
the lives of the American people Reagan has been
claiming this along, but he has not been acting like
it with his proposed constitutional amendments on ?
this and that. The main difference is du Pont talks
as if he means it; he cares about his cause. And
what an admirable cause it is indeed.
But du Pont falters in one vital issue and ruins
his credibility: drug testing. He thinks anyone applying
for a driver's liscense should have to pass a
drug test, and therein lies the rub. This plank of du
Pont's platform shows that he lost in
contradictions.
When the government begins to drug test individuals,
it is interfering in their lives; urinating
into a cup while some federal lackey watches certainly
constitutes big government. With such a pro
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people, but also in their bladders.
Yet du Pont says he wants to lessen government's
influence. Add to that the question of constitutionality
in such a federally mandated drugtestinR
program. and du Pont clcarlv lacks con- _ I
sistency in his beliefs, relegating him to the nether ^
world of boring politicians.
Du Pont is the same as the rest, and that's too
bad. He seemed like a sincere guy.
Is Alfred E. Neuman running again this time?
fashion ritual
Here's a fun thing: body-hair removal. We must
do it several ways, depending on the area. We
shave, wax, twee/.e and apply creams or foams,
which melt the hair away. I can't tell which 1 would
enjoy more ? being blinded for life by perm
chemicals or having my fingernails melt off from
coming into contact with a dose of Neet.
At last, we have to deal with actual clothing.
Now tell me, when has it ever been unfashionable ^
for a man to wear a knit shirt, oxford, khakis,
jeans or a basic navy-blue suit since 1954? Men's
lasmons uon i rcany cnange. uy is just a woman's
attempt to make men look as ridiculous as they do
from season to season. OK, so your tics got narrower
over the past few years. Just borrow one
from you grandfather; they're still the same.
For a woman, it doesn't pay to buy clothing off
a "clearance" rack. By that time, those clothes
aren't "in" anymore. And I really enjoy wearing
panty hose in the summer, when temperatures soar
to more than 85 degrees. One snag or run, and you
can kiss that $4.89 you shelled out for three hours
of Sheer Elegance goodbye. Shall we discuss push11r>
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So on behalf of most of the woman who read
your wimpy article on ties, I say, "You not off
light!". So take your drippy violinist, you swan
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your soap box!
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