| Summary: | Page 2 THE CONCORDIAN December 7, 195b WHO CARES? Frightened children with guns in their hands. Women stumbling into the massacred bodies of their patriot husbands. Students walking into open machine gun fire in a losing battle. A soldier lying crumpled in the dust, his head blown open. Why, when, what, where? Not many students are even vaguely famaliar with the tragic inhuman fight for free-dom that the Hungarians have been waging. While we sit here complaining about dates, the cafeteria and term papers, people have died for something we disregard and even hate to practice — freedom. Yet a battle against monstrous odds and against even more monstrous enemies has been going on. If you don't believe it, you look in a special magazine just published and titled "Hungary's Fight for Freedom", While Masses were held all over Italy, who here prayed for those heroic people and their God-given rights? While students rioted in Paris, Amsterdam, and Oslo, what indignation have we expressed? While the UN debated the problem before the world, who at Concordia ever men-tioned Hungary instead of the cold weather outside? The point is that something can yet be done. Life magazine has joined with many others in printing the publication mentioned above whose entire profits are to go to the International Peace Committee, Inc., a private American institution established to aid victims of political oppression. Those of you who are charitable, you can either purchase this dramatically pictorial and written record of the Hungarian revolution or send contributions to the committees' address at 62 West 45th Street, New York 36, New York. For the many who regard charity as a gyp, the magazine is worth far more than its price of fifty cents. It may be rather doubtful that this editorial has accom-plished anything,when one considers the record of Con-cordia student body charity drives in the past, but even when one is skeptical as to how charitable such supposedly Christian students are, we can still proclaim the truth, and hope, and pray. WHO KNOWS? Two major campus inconveniences are fast becoming histor-ical. For the record, they are: 1. The annoyance of a "closed" sign at the business office desk. This could be a real day-spoiler. (An afternoon hour was the only time you had to cash that check literally standing between you and starvation.) Last Monday Business Office hours were extended to 3 p. m. 2. The frustration of dialing all three floors of Fjelstad a total of 45 times with no response but the cheery note of a busy signal. Your chances of dialing success will be increased by 100% if your calls to Fjelstad, and the coit to you of calling any dorm will be nonexistent. This improvement will be seen by next year's student body. These needs have been recognized and m«t by Concordia's administration. A thank you is in order to faculty and students who have cooperated in removing two campus dander-raisers. REMEMBER Today is the fifteenth anniversary of the Pearl Harbor attack. Sure, we all know that. Do we know as much about the very real, here-and-now attack upon human liberty? The library periodical racks may have some news for you. A JOB WELL DONE The grand total of 4 is the list of mistakes in this year's Stu-dent Directory. Paul Dussere and his staff deserve a medal for almost incredible accuracy. The Concordian staff knows. The Concordian Published weekly durinf the school year except during vacation, holiday and examination periods by the students of Concordia College, Moorhead. Entered as second class matter at the poitoffice of Moorhead, Minn., Dec. 9, 1920, under the Act of March 8, 1879. ELEVEN TIMES ALL-AMERICAN Member ASSOCIATED COLLEGIATE PRESS Office: Basement Brown Hall Phone 3-5124 BEVERLY BERQH CO-EDITORS DEAN MOE blanket of mow covering Fj«litad Hall will be something new for EitelU Bermodt and Beissy Haxnasaki when Christmas rolls around. This picture of snow-laden Fjelstad was taken a couple of years ago. WHAT IS ISNT by Valdemar Olson Once upon a time there was a land in which there was no color. Everything was either black or white. The government kept large quantities of black paint and white paint in official storehouses and every year in the summertime all the objects in the land were repainted to keep whitness or blackness. In this bichromatic land there was an unusually bright lad named Jack. One day as he was repainting his barn—white with black trim—he said to himself, "I wonder what would happen if I poured some of the black paint into this can of white paint?" So Jack combined the black with the white and he stirred the mixture and he was aston-ished, for that which he saw was like nothing he had ever seen before. And he exclaimed to himself, "This is neither black nor white. It is gray!" And the people were aston-ished and they marveled and said, "How can this be?" Then an old man stood up and the crowd hushed and he said, "The Great Teacher that foun-ded this land wrote that every-thing that is, is black or white, Therefore this lad is deceiving you." Hearing this, the people be-came angry for they did not like a mere lad to take advantage of them. Then they rose up against Jack and beat him to death. Remember the Christmas Concert dates - December 14, 15, and 16. Get your tickets from Kurt WycUk, music co-ordinaior. Working Over Us by Orval Alveshere I have noticed that Albert Dahlmann, our German Horticul-turist, is literally up a tree. I have seen him out on a limb. His motto must be "All good things come from above". Anyway, the results of his labors are piling up. He is doing a fine job, but I hope he doesn't get his orders mixed up and prune the trees off the branches. Seriously though, we are proud to have him working on the campus. Miss Snow At Home by Anna Mae Berg The coming of cold weather and snow is a new experience for two of our new Cobbers, Bet-sey Hamasaki and Estelle Ber-modes from Kauai, Hawaii. Kauai is the island on which they live, but Betsey is from Makawelijkauai and Estelle is from Kekaha. They went to Waimea High School, which is between the two towns. When I asked them about Christmas in Hawaii, I was quite surprised to hear them say it is the same as ours except, of course, for the snow. They dec-orate their streets and houses and import evergreens from the U.S. so their Christmas trees are even the same. They also believe in dear old Santa Claus. Most of their customs, habits, and ways are like ours. There are some differences, though; for instance, we eat so much faster here and everyone is more hur-ried. Estelle and Betsay like Con-cordia very much and think the students are very friendly. They are not planning to return to Hawaii before they have finished four years of college in the U. S. zo they will have more oppor-tunities to participate in Ameri-can Christmases. Our two Ha-waiians are welcome additions to our Cobber family. IN OUR OPINION Flirting Is Effective by Dan Olson and Bruce Weber The recent chapel talk by our Prexy, whose views we support, gave us the inspiration to present for this week's searching mes-sage a brief section of our chapter on flirting. We disagree with the people who consider it a great sin for a girl to flirt. However, a girl must do this correctly or it will do more harm than good. Most girls at Concordia can be classified into three general groups. We would like to show how each can best benefit from flirting. GROUP It Those who want a man and have one. GROUP II: Girls who want a man and try too hard to get one. These dolls aren't satisfied with Tom, Dick, and Harry, they have to have Shadrack, Neshack, and Abednego buzzing around too. They are the ones with the dying fawn look and the giggle which is constantly emerging at the slightest motion of the oppo-site sex. A man to them is just a challenge. GROUP III: Gals who want a man and don't try to get one. Most of the trouble in this group lies in the fact that they are either scared to death everytime their special hunk of man ar-rives on the scene or they frown upon any means by which a girl makes the first move. One ducks in a doorway when a boy ap-proaches while the other floats by like an arctic glacier. Neither will get many dates. These are the three general types of girls at Concordia. We hope that you gals do not think that you must be in one or the other. We have just listed the extremes. Aim your sights on one special boy who seems to have the qualities you are looking for and begin to work gradually. Do not try to go for everything that wears an ivy league hat and hope to land one because the boys will soon catch on to your little game and you might as well have "the black plaque" tatooed on your forehead. When you meet your special "Elvis" give him a bright smile and mention his name in the greeting. If he shows any interest do not hesitate to drum up a reason to talk to him, and the grapevine has been heard to be effective. For Pete's sakes, dont' just sit around and wish, go out and do your two cents worth. After a bit, the guy will think he started the whole affair anyway.
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