Page Two Scarlet and Black GRINNELL COLLEGE Grinnell, Iowa A weekly newsnnoer published encn Fridoy oi Lhe college year by one Grinneil Commime on Student rublicnuons. 1?, Andrew brown. cnninnon. Reprexcntdd for nationnI‘ndverusing by Nnuonni Aa»emislnz Service, mc., College pupilsner. nep- rerenmive, m bindison Ave, New York, N. r. Entered in second class moucr It the Fast odice nc Gnnnell. iown, unncr the act. of Moron a. 1379. Suhscrlotion rare sun per ccnonl .vini Hatfield George Buck Lax-w Smucler . . , Cnmlyn Sails . Mcg Madmen, Richard Ohlemeyer .ynnn mllmnn . Sue wmlnns or, Jim Heme sussn I3. Robert: . , Russell Luepkar . bsrbnra Hunt. Geraldine Rooney Ron 'rurncr Judy regger , Mitch Levine Brusletten. Suc Fuunoe Businesl Managing narcol- News Editor . Assismnr News l: tors Proof Editors . Circuinuon Mannzer Layout linnnger Ad Salmon Business Assistnn The Seventh Crisis There once was a man from the West Who kept saying that he was the best. Brown won in a pout, ‘ Dick started to pout, And cried to the world, “I’ve been press’d." Smucker-Hatfield No drums, no trumpets He strode out the locker room door and then he saw her. She was in jeans, under a Ginkgo tree, playing a nine- string banjo. He was smitten. He nearly dropped his bet- ter-than-average grade point. It . . . was . . . love. With- out thinking of the possible consequences i (she might ask him to wear her pin—a peace pin) his mind machine—gun- ned through his repertoire. A line. Which one? . “Have you read ‘The Lonely Crowd’?" he asked ten- tatively. She struck an E-flat chord in answer. Then she spoke. “No,"i’ she said. “Have you read the ‘Bagavahd Gita‘Y" she aske . “No," he said, falteringly. Had he stmck out already? His hopes were dimmed. But he could not give up. He waved his friends on to late dinner. , “How about a. lime phosphate?” he asked. She turned her eyes downward. Then . . . "All right,” she said. “Just one." He knew he had scored. Not only had she consented but she had stopped playing her nine-string banjo. She rose to her feet quickly and they headed offl toward the Union. He was elated. But then his heart fell. The Union was out of fizz-waterr No phosphates, But it didn’t seem to matter to her. She settled easily for papaya juice. Refreshed, they gazed into each others‘ eyes. Then they rose together and walked out and, shoulder to should— er, made their way toward the Minneapolis and St. Louis Railroad tracks. They Walked in silence, He stubbed his toe. The ties. They were too close together. It’ll ‘be hard, he thought, It'll be tough. She’s different. Society will reject us. “It’ll be hard," she said, reading his thoughts. “I know," he said. “But I’ll try. I'll really try I‘ll . . . I’ll break training." “I‘ll try too," she said. "I’ll wear socks.” "And I‘ll give away my hall paddle,” he said “And I’ll teach you how to play my nine—string banjo." “That’d be nice," he said. . Think of the money I’ll Save on razor blades, he thought, I might even learn to like my housemother, thought. And maybe the orchestra needs a banjo. I could drop out of athletics, he thought. Slowly. Varsity first and then IM’S. She thought, I could join Young Democrats . . . or even i . . Young . . . no . . that would be to much all at once. Night had fallen on the campus and women's hours were drawing near. They had walked for an etemity. But now they found themselves at Main door. “Adieu,” she whispered, a Single tear falling on his hall pin. ”Good bye," he murmured. ‘ _ He darted nimbly down the steps, sworn to make it work. The next morning they met again. At dawn. Near the Shotput ring. He was sockless. His fingers were , w. He had picked his roommates ukelele ‘til four in anticlpae tion of the banjo lessons. He had traded his hockey stick for a collage. He was sensitive now, She flitted across the dewy infield. He hardly recognized her. It was the pixie out. Or, possibly, the Women’s Honor G sweater, She was radiant. “It’ll work for us i . . I’m sure of it," she said breath- Iessly. “I’ve changed. Guess what. I’m running for IM chairman And I gave my roommate a quiet hours war in .” g All the while he stood there, taking her'in. “She's changed," he muttered, dropping against his sweatshirt. “She’s changed." ' Her eyes swept over him. She involuntarily took a step backward. She ran her fingers over the red G on her pocket. “He’s chailgef, she murmured, eyes downward. “He’s changed.” They turned and walked away from each other, he suddenly feeling the dew on his bare ankles and she rec membering her IM dance rehearsal. Jim Hatfield S&B Editor she his Chin slowly casting her SCARLET AND BLACK “FORUM . FOR DESCENT By rom Phillips Marmeladov, in “Crime and Punishment," says that on the Day of Judgment the Lord will stretch forth his arm to all the drunkards and' thieves and whores in the world and receive them. because “not one of them ever thought himself worthy of it." And I would like here to talk about these sorts of things. ACTUALLY, I think there are two kinds of people who really ,desecve God’s grace; Marmala- dov’s drunkards, and Saints. The erything he has to God and knows that it is not enough, and the drunkard is a man who gives nothing at all to God, and knows that it is not enough. The Saint commits no sins, and the drunkal'd commits ev- ery sin but the sin of Pride; and so both are blessed be- cause both are poor in spirit. In the sight of God, than, the ultimately good and the ulti- mately depraved stand side by side, for the only real boly men ‘aro the ones who realize their own wretched- ness. Saint, is a man who gives ev-i By Sherry Eckrich 5&3 Staff Writer Leonard E. Meyer spoke on “The End oi the Renaissance: Notes of the Radical Empiricism of the Avante Garde” Wednes- day morning in Roberts Theater and at a coffee hour that after- noon, Part of the Fine Arts lec- ture series, his talk was in com junction with Paul Kuntz's (phi— losophy) lectures, ”Order and Chaos in the Arts.” Meyer, who is a noted comv poser, author, and musicologisi, is chairman of the department of music at the University of Chicago. He is known for his interest in aesthetics. psychology, and communication in relation to the arts, His primary concern in the lecture was with anti-teleologi- cal (that which is not “goal- oriented") art. There are three methods for achieving which John Cage describes as “chance“ music. In music “free from one's memory and imag- ination." the composer re- moves bimsclf from what he is doing and “randomizes” to get the full score. In the second way, the com. poser makes a drawing or graph ,and the realization of the Score ensembles each performer re- ;ccives his own line drawing nnd, ias Meyer put it, the results may ‘be very random. “Tidbits” of lmusic are written down for the is left up to the performer. For‘ } All right And so what aboutichird method, but the order in the rest of us, _the Fat Lot. the'which they are played—as well Moral Bourgems, we who are as the tempo, dynamics, attack, neither Salnts nor bums? Most Etcial‘e left to the performers of the time we are unwonhy;discretion_ simply because we think we’rel MEYER SAID in the lecture ’50 worthy- Our greatest sinners jcbat radical empiricism is a con- iare our greatest philanthropists, lsistent, tenable philosophical {the ones who get their pictureslposiiion. “There are no conclus- ‘on the cover of Time magazine, ions to be drawn, no hopes for :because they give a little, andlthe future, and no regrets for go around thinking that it isithe past. Effort is foolish be- ;quiic cnougb. Hotshots. True‘lcause it determines nothing." VChristians. But I digress. in in: cofflee hour}; however, it _ , was mug t out t at tryin to ’ ANYWAY. WE are m a ven- :break away from conventiongand table quandary, we of the Moral revolting against “all sorts of ,Bourgeois. we can’t becomeflhingsv” are, perhaps, ”causes” ,Saints because It's too hard and-for the radical empiricism of would involve giving up tonitbc avante gal-lie. many good things, not only I-Ie elaborated on Several clothes and money but Pogo. points during the coffee hour. and Leadhelly and sweet Jackv Anti-teleological artists be- Daniels; the Saint’s life involves, self-denial and self-abnegat-ion, 2 lieve the “purpose" of life is , Friday, November 9, I962 'Non-goaI-oriented ar+,' music topics in Meyer lecture, coffee being aware of life itself; they have no sense of “final causes." They don’t Want to “do some- l thing." As one Said when he was questioned about why he was an artist, “I am an artist because I’m not a bricklayer." Another question referred to the consistency of the stand pbi— losophically. Prof. Kuntz asked if there could be knowledge without some relevancy, since “the radical empiricisls maintain Ithat nothing in the world is connected. Meyer said he thought this position was not consistent with experience. Electronic music which is a lconglomeration of recorded sounds, may be random or com- pletely pro-planned. In “calm posing" computer music, another type, the computer follows ine structions or a set of rules for form and picks notes from the group provided it by the com- poser. , BOTH TELEOLOGICAL and random music are concerned, in la Sense, with man's position in Ithe universe, he stated. But anti- teleological music shows no di- rection or motion; it is just “there." In this it has much in common with existential philos- ]ophy. it seeks, by the absence of form, to destroy habits, tra- ditiol-ls, theories, etc., which are obstacles alienating man from nature, or more specifically inc listener from sounds sounds. It is not an attempt to create order out of chaos, but rather to let the mind work of its own accord. It differs from existen- tialism in that being and non. being are not categorical op. posiles, but merely different states. Radical cmpiricism denies the reality of relations or in- teraction, of cause and effect, Meyer said. There are certain “consequences" — a word he admitted was paradoxical in this context — to this denial of causality. The demand for communication ,is irrelevant becnuse the observer sees what he wants to. Reduce the part played by responsive control, and error disappears. He de— lined random acts as “these for which the performing indi- vidual is totally responsible," as and is not fun, And we certain- ]ly can’t be drunken thieves, ber lcause it would only be an affec— 'tation, and besides we’re too squeamish. So what should we lac? SALES Well, I suppose we really can’t do anything. There are too many paradoxes in this thing, and my brain buns, - All I ever wanted to say was ' that 1 wish some of these Board of Religion type people would stop sassing around so complacenuy winieuieir coiice , hours and all as if they were God’s Favorite Sons, because God's Favorite Sons don‘t wear no suit and tie. * School and Party Mimeographing on no, they are those crazy bastards with no clothes on in . REPAIR l. RENTAL * Smith - Corona * Olivetti * Hermes COST REPAIR ON ALL MAKES * it SEE US FOR: Personalized Address Labels Imprinted Match Book Covers Supplies GRINNELL OFFICE SUPPLY "ACROSS FROM THE POST OFFICE" the Himalayas, and those dirty ,old men who pick your pocket ldown on the Bowery. Please let me hasten to add that I don’t mean to alarm anybody, and it’s really all right because God loves us all and will forgive us all in the end, even Rockefeller. And l have it from reliable sources that there is no Hell. (REGISTER AS MANY Anyone know lihe plural of octopus? West, Langan, Clark and North will hold the year’s first houseparties this week. end. West's “West Side Story” is set for the Monroe Hotel while Langan’s will be held at J.D.’s and Clark’s in the private dining room. North's party, to fcaiurc such gastrm nomic delights as octopus and caviar, will be held in Younker lounge. College Residence rbone DON'T FORGET FREE! 5 Minute Phone Call to anywhere in Continental United States. 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