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About The Battalion. (College Station, Tex.) 1893-current | View Entire Issue (Feb. 16, 1927)
10 THE BATTALION ***' v v %' *1**4* *1* *i*"*'4* ^ *-4+*$**$* 4$* «5**$**§**§* STUDENT OPINION BRYAN NURSERY & FLORAL CO. ❖ (Continued from Page 2) BRYAN Tate & Newsome, Student Representatives Collegiate pipes aren’t all 'non campus mentis’ ■mm: }< lJ Appearances may be against the modern college pipe; he may look ‘superfish’. . . he may sound a bit blotto, slinging his six or seven slanguages, including the Scandi navian. . . But when he talks ‘tobacco - ’ lend him your ears. For that’s one subject he’s studied and knows from the ground up! Listen to his learned lingo and you’ll see why the one perfect pipe tobacco is grand old Granger Rough Cut. It’s all spicy old Burley, the choicest pipe tobacco known to man. . . allmellowed Wellman’s way. . . and cut, especially for pipes, in large slow- burning, cool-smoking flakes. It’s breaking all collegiate records for pipe-popularity. Of course, some collegiate pipes, who judge everything on ‘price’, can’t afford to smoke Granger. . . it’s too Inexpensive. But notice any pipe that is sufficiently sure of himself to be himself, always; and notice also his Granger. GRANGER Rough Cut The half-pound vac uum tin is forty-five cents, the foil-pouch package, sealid in glassine, is ten cents. Made for pipes only! Granger Rough Cut is made by the Liggett & Myers Tobacco Company prediction is that A. & M. will offer us the drill field and two weeks after Commencement in June to make up this time with probably Sergeant King and Sergeant Wright as new instructors in military science. -!- h” -I* To the outsider, our college goes by the name of the Agricultural and Mechanical College, but to the inmat es—and I use the word in its literal sense—this is purely an athletic and military school, and the athletic is put in not because athletics are over emphasized, but because something must be used to stand for “A”. In stead of being treated as men with normal minds and average abilities, capable of thinking for ourselves, we are compelled to abide by countless and minute orders of a few above us. After all, we did not come to col lege to be soldiers, our primary aim is to get an education. Personally, I doubt not that I will someday be call ed to the defense of* my country; yet I hope to spend the vast majority of my life as a private citizen. Yet we are not treated as college students, but as soldiers in the regular service. We are beseiged on every hand by petty regulations, sometimes useless, often unreasonable. And still it is not so much the restrictions that are forc ed upon us, nor the taking away of our rights and priveleges, as it is the manner in which these acts are done and enforced. Army discipline is very well in its place, but years of army life spent in commanding men of lit tle education, intelligence, or initia tive is poor preparation for the job of controlling the destines of college boys through four years of school. If all of the authoi’ities copied after the example of Dr. Walton and the ma jority of the faculty, our troubles would at least be minimized. “Prexy” always has a smile and a word of greeting to all, senior and freshman alike; some others have nothing but a cold glare or at best an indifferent glance. Such treatment, combined with on over supply of regulations, has done much to destroy the initiative of we seniors. It has not been so very long since I was a freshman of this insti tution, and yet even I can remember those good old days when seniors were seniors and colonels were not afraid to smile occasionally at some little thing a student did. The cadets were treated as men instead of children. The senior realized his responsibili ties and carried them out. Does he do that now? Everywhere you can see underclassmen violating regula tions without the slightest fear of in terference from a senior officer. Why does this condition exist ? I think the answer to this question lies in the fact that night and day the tactical officer of the day may be found “snooping” around trying to catch someone off his guard; this per sonal and constant supervision nat urally caused rebellion in the heart of a senior officer holding his commis sion from the President of the College. Again at the door of the mess hall are posted two sergeants whose pri mary duty is to prevent the carrying of college property from the mess hall, but who as a side line turn in students for being non-reg. The O. D. and the O. G., as a consequence, have become mere ornaments; it is seldom that an O. D. will stop a student now for violating a college regulation— for he feels that he but a figure head, a private secretary to the sergeants, who in turn, are but obeying orders. Why not go a step further, and have a few more army officers, etc., scat tered over the campus, so that we would be completely under martial law? We are half-way that now. * * * Plainly spoken, why have chapel ? This is the same old tale, you say, an opinion expressed on the subject is only so much wasted breath. Ser geant King and the commandant’s office will always reign supreme, stu dent opinion is not to be considered. We are in the army, dissatisfaction with any and everything is to be ex pected. Why, why cannot be have some general student forums ? Why not take a student vote as to whether to continue Ejfjnday morning convoca tion or not ? There are independent church ser vices here on the campus for all of these who are to any extent interest ed. These church organizations would be glad of the opportunity to expand, to hold longer, independent, morning services. The chapel exercises are a big hyp ocrisy. The majority of the boys are only bored to go. It has become a joke the way so many go staightway to sleep, not even allowing the speak er a first two minutes to gain their attention and good will. Guion Hall is a beautiful building— to take pictures of— compulsory chapel makes it a shunned place. And we all know, every citizen of the United States is guaranteed re ligious freedom. We may be forced to march to Guion Hall steps each Sun day morning, but not even the presi dent of the United States has author ity to make us march into the build ing and attend to the exercises. :|c :'c Again and again, we need a stu dent welfare committee that [func tions, one that will work together with the college faculty and other au thorities. More than anything, we need a fac ulty that will recognize sincere ap peals from the student body. We are stifled, held to the strictest regu lations, we are taught to obey and never think. Everything is mapped out for us, we can only take it, there is noth ing else to do. Consider our curricu la. The faculty says such and so is best, twenty years of experience has proved it so ; Things are changing fast. As an example, many boys come here from high school where they had several years of woodwork, forg ing-, mechanical drawing. Yet these men must repeat this same work just because their course calls for it. (Reprinted from the New Leader.) Professor Spingarn contributed a poem to the Old Masses. It was call ed Heloise and figured the medieval nun listening to a modern scholar relate the story of his fortunes in an American University. Its stinging conclusion was: “O, passionate Heloise, I, too, have lived under the ban With seven hundred professors And not a single man.” Which recalls George Cram Cook’s remark about college professors— “The third American sex.” Is this pique, malice? Are Spingarn and Cook just chortling critics piling cap tious insult on insult upon a neces sary and noble institution ? — (The New Student.)
