Temple University - Templar Yearbook (Philadelphia, PA)

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HOMECOMING With all the talk about nostalgia and the times that were better, there has been a mad rush to go back into time, searching for symbols, incidents or artifacts that would somehow make life in the Seventies worth living, or at least the present times more bearable. For the present seems predestined to go down in history as “the bad old days,” despite constant reminders that “the good old days” consisted of, depending on your chronological starting point, one or two world wars, a depression, a national presidential scandal, unrest abroad, widespread crime and general apathy. Where then, lies the importance of trying to recapture the past, since “the good old days left much to be desired, at least in terms of national generalities. What is the significance of an “American Graffiti?” Is it trying to throw the Kennedy idealism back in our faces or is it just there to provide us with a good soundtrack album? Or going back even further, why would any girl want to wear shouldered jackets like Joan Crawford, unless she wanted to look like a Chicago Bear lineman? Why would anyone want to be Homecoming Queen, for that matter? Especially when the word “queen” doesn't have quite the same connotations that it did in the fabulous Thirties, Forties, Fifties or whatever decade you’re pushing this week. Homecoming at Temple, 1973, proved that this is so. A tall, stately blonde ran for Homecoming Queen, as tall stately blondes have done for so many years in the past. The blonde in question, however, was Marc Monroe, an avowed homosexual, and a member of Temple's Gay Liberation Movement. That Monroe did not win is not the question in point. What does matter is that his running created questions about lifestyles and morality that cannot lie dormant. One wonders now what is relavent in an urban school where crossroads must intersect.

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Woman was not created from man’s head, so that she could be above him. Nor was she created from his feet, so that he could tread on her. No, she was created from his rib, so that she could stand beside him as his equal. That statement may rankle a few people but, it is the essence of what women have begun to realize in the past few years. A woman's ability to count can be used for more than checking the number of ounces of baby formula, or checking the price tag of the little dress that “everyone is wearing.” Clothes and children are fine, but, now, the woman who really cares little for either can go along, presumably without having to be browbeaten for her ideas. Nor does a woman have to think of herself as a second class citizen. Woman does not have to apologize to anyone for thinking or WOMEN’S LIBERATION acting as if she is an intelligent human being. She can be a lawyer, radio technician or newswriter and she will be accepted — perhaps not immediately or totally but, at least she will not be stared at as if she were some sort of sideshow freak. Women's liberation does not mean that a woman can do without men or that she cares to. It just means that she can peacefully coexist with them; able, if wanted or necessary, to handle the bills and money matters of a household, as well as the physical duties that are necessary to keep the house itself together. A woman has a certain inner strength. It is this strength that will make a woman fight for the things she wants, whether it be a home and family or the freedom she has just acquired. Feminist Betty Friedan gives the finer points of the movement in a speech at Temple.

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