FIRST ANNUAL ROSE BOWL ISSUE Vol. I NO. 3 East Lansing, Michigan, January 20, 1966 10 cents The Children's Crusade : "The Paper" Looks At The Rose Bowl The author of this article, an MSU student, wishes to remain GOOD CONDUCT anonymous in order to protect the innocent. —The Editor "Behavior was what we anticipat­ ed," said one official with what seems God only knows what the archeologists of the future will make of Los An­ to me hilarious ambiguity. "Those geles, of the palm-surrounded Venetian palazzos, Swiss chalets, Spanish students behaved like any other per­ haciendas, and gimcrack houses-of-the-future that climb the dull green line son would New Year's Eve." said of hills on which the word HOLLYWOOD is written in white letters visible another. (You can draw your own in­ for miles. ferences from that.) "The kids act­ I feel sure, at least, that there will be museums, airy buildings where future ed," said still another, "just like they tourists can view in hermetically sealed cases the artifacts that survive us, do in the residence halls,' a remark the patined Oscars, the faded copies of "Modern Screen/* the Rosicrusian that should give us all pause. Par­ pamphlets telling how you, yes YOU, can Unlock Your Secret Powers. ticularly since the same article dis- cribed in detail the $255 damage done I can even imagine someone taking "accurate, intelligent journalism." to property in the Kent Hotel. the trouble to restore a Forum- I did not see myself as the Ernie sized area like Pershing Square, Pyle of the Beach Party set. This is not meant as criticism of where the romantically-inclined can Nor was the first view of Los An­ the gentlemen quoted or of the State sit in the sunlight and read the atro­ geles cheering. Seen through rain and News, which is overcriticized al­ cious historical novels that will some­ tatters of cloud, the city's pinks and ready. The quotes and story could day be written about our age. "A sickly yellows seemed all to have hardly have been otherwise; state uni­ Friend of Johnson's/' "The Last run together, like a watercolor gone versity officials and state university Days of Santa Monica." The mind wrong. We had to sit for an hour in newspapers, after all, cannot be ex­ reels. pected to issue the manifestoes of the a squalid airport building and watch Sexual Revolution. But it seems certain that our soci­ the rain slowly soak into our luggage ety—fighting one costly foreign war and drip from the bedraggled palm That can safely be left to people after another, maintaining thousands trees around the field. But the parties like the three California girls I met on the dole, wrestling with a grain began three hours after we arrived. the second day of the tour, young tm>Wem,--undertaking vast programs apostles of the New Morality who of puoiic works, going to tiie moon) ~ "** " THE FIRST PARTY picked up, literally picked up on the etc., etc.—will fascinate the future Coming out of my hotel room around street, some friends of mine and me, much as Rome does us. Perhaps the midnight, I found a blond girl lying and gave us a memorable midnight common noun "californian" will even at full length in front of the elevators. freeway ride out to Malibu, where we pass into future languages, the way "'S a swell party in two twelve," smashed vodka bottles and ran crazy "philistine" and "sybarite," not to caucus-races on the beach. The girl she told me thickly. I thanked her. I was with smiled prettily and passed mention "sodomite," have passed into The hostess, an absolute stranger, ours. out as soon as we got back to the car. met me at the door. "Haven't seen The second girl drove, professional­ These thoughts belong to a Cali­ you in ages!" she said, squeezing my ly, while the third traded joy, ama­ fornia-bound plane flight taken with hand. "It must be the way our classes teurishly (in the best sense of the 105 other students, manyof them sex­ have worked out," I suggested. A word), with the boy sitting next to me. ual contenders with clean-knit limbs, glass was put in my hand. Someone brushed hair, and perfect teeth. (Spi- had bought a record player and the Back at the hotel, the two who ro's campus guerrillas had gone to Beatles were heard. A timeless inter­ were still on their feet insisted on Tijuana or stayed home.) val later the hotel manager called coming up to our rooms and giving for the third time and pronounced us backrubs. "You're first," said Before we were off the ground the little blond, pointing at me. "Take they had made the opening moves of the kabbalistic word "police," which effectively broke up the party. (The off your shirt." I modestly unbutton­ the Great Game that was not to end, ed it and bared my back. "All the in my hotel at least, until six nights room was by this time swimming in a golden haze.) way off," she said. I took it off and later, with a topless GoGo contest tossed it across the room. "Now un­ held by seven very drunk coeds in a The girl at the elevators, who had button your pants and get down on room down the hall. (No, I just crawled a^ut 20 feet since we first your stomach." A train of superfast heard about it.) met, directed me to another party thought raced through my head, but Tired of watching unidentifiable in a third floor room with a balcony I did as I was told and strove to hills and valleys slide by below us, looking out on the lights of Los An­ think neutral thoughts while she I stared idly across the aisle at a geles and the kingdoms of the earth. kneaded my back like the good nurs­ student whose acne had connected to I leaned against a pillar and watched ing student she was. As her hands form hills and valleys of its own and lusty young men heave glass bottles disappeared, albeit not very far, un­ wondered lugubriously if it would be into the pool below and beer cans at der the elastic of my shorts, I tried possible to write anything at all about passing motorcyclists. man's Chinese Theater. (My hands and to conjugate in my head the German these golden kids, let alone what "The (A fraternity man who wandered feet, I discovered, are exactly the verb "sein." I could not get past Paper" so modestly describes as into a motorcycle gang's hangout later same size as Frank Sinatra's.) the present tense. (Ah, California, in the week got his mouth bloodied But by night they left by the hund­ California!) by a gang leader who butted him reds for the Strip (as we learned one time, scienfitically, on the point knowingly to call it) and the other I came back to my room after of his chin. Back in our ranks, our fleshpots of Los Angeles, and came some lame goodbuy handshakes car­ man spat out a great deal of blood back to their hotels to break glass, rying shoes that leaked Malibu sand. and then asked, perfectly distinctly, liquor laws, and furniture, to burn My old friend, who now had a friend for some more beer. But I digress.) holes in and vomit on carpets, to of her own, was still at the eleva­ I stayed until black wings began to give parties that ended with caroling tors. "'S a party in seven twenty- in the corridors and the setting off flap at the limits of my vision, and Continued on Page 7 then picked my way back to my room of fire alarms, and to slip off into through halls littered with more bod­ unconsciousness on stairways, land­ ies than "A Spanish Tragedy." ings, balconies, and beds not their That night set the pattern. During own. the day, 8,000 MSU students were I was of course on a "wildcat" the straightest of tourists, photo­ tour (although from what I have heard graphing each other against the Cali­ hinted darkly about Pullman cars, we fornia landscape ("More JEWISH had nothing on the kids on the of­ p.2 editorials families prefer Groman's Mortuary/* ficial trip) and not all students did p. 4-5 "repulsion," "cello/* say signs along the road. A wax such things, but I saw and heard folk-rock museum invites the world at large to enough to make me appreciate the p. 6 war protest convictions "see ALL of BrigitteBardot.", gawk­ tremendous restraint of the January 7 P. 7 lbj's hollow crown ing at stars' homes, making dusty State News article on MSU's conduct p. 8 grill prices pilgrimages to Disneyland and Grau- in California. 2 "The Paper/' East Lansing, Michigan, January 20, 1966 EDITORIALS Schiff Is Back, But Not Forgotten Paul Schiff is back in school, and we are glad. If this were a world on Student Affairs has been charged with a massive reevaluation of simple feelings, we could leave it at that, and everyone, even the of student conduct regulations, largely as a result of pressures university, would be satisfied., (If the administration can now toler­ growing out of the Schiff case. Its report is due next month. ate Schiff, there's no reason why we shouldn't.) A new Council on Academic Freedom, comprising both students But, there is more to the Schiff case, even now, than being happy and faculty, is in the formative stages, and plans to work as a or unhappy that he is studying here again.