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New meaning to phrase, "Serves at the will of the President"

I was saddened to learn of the sudden departure of Oberlin College's Director of Financial Aid, Howard Thomas. This brings to about 20 the number of senior administrators who have been either fired or nudged from office during President Dye's tenure. Were it not so harmful both for these people and for the College, we might just smile and note that it gives new meaning to the phrase, "serves at the will of the president."

Mr. Thomas was an effective and knowledgeable financial aid officer. He was, and is, a man of honor and integrity. For nearly a decade he served Oberlin College well, much of that under the direction of the Vice President of Enrollment Planning who coordinated Financial Aid and Conservatory and College Admissions. Early in her administration President Dye eliminated the VP position and the Office of Financial Aid has reported directly to her since. She has had several years in which to replace him with someone more to her liking, and to do in such a way as to provide both him and the institution with an appropriate transition. Instead, the timing of Thomas' removal unfairly tarnishes his reputation and leaves the Office of Financial Aid in disarray at a crucial time in the admissions cycle. Could it be that the timing was chosen to divert attention from a personnel decision that would otherwise attract scrutiny, particularly following closely as it does on the resignation of Conservatory Dean Karen Wolff and reported budget overruns?

Where does the blame lie? Mr. Thomas undoubtedly carried out the policy of his President. Under Dye's watch the "structural deficit" she and Mr. Evans so proudly "discovered" and eliminated has now reappeared. Wolff's resignation brings to completion the turnover of the President's entire senior staff - not just holdovers from the Starr administration, but a staff that included Dye's hand-picked Dean of Students and Dean of the College. Indeed, Clayton Koppes is the 5th Dean of the College to serve under President Dye (though, admittedly, one of them demonstrated extraordinary insight by resigning before actually occupying the office) and the Student Life division remains in disarray, largely due to uncertainty in its leadership.

There is no evidence that these costly staffing changes have led to a better-run institution. To the contrary, evidence supports the opposite conclusion. The Chronicle of Higher Education recently reported that Oberlin College's endowment earned an annual return of 12 percent - less than two-thirds the average earnings for other College and University endowments (18+ percent). Who will take the responsibility for the poor showing of our endowment? President Dye's sudden decision to fire treasurer Charles Tharp a few years ago cost us about $20 million in investment earning this year alone. This amount is 200 times greater than the $100 thousand that is being cut this next year from the Conservatory scholarship fund. Our present ranking of 24 (which we share with four other schools) in the US News and World Report rankings of national liberal arts colleges is even lower than our 1993 ranking of 21.

Administrative problems at this institution can be traced directly to the President. Her management style of "fire and hire until she finds someone who gets it right" is not an effective way to assemble a talented staff. To the contrary, it would appear that its certain outcome is the assembly of a staff characterized by mediocrity and acquiescence. How costly is it to the institution to continually operate with major vacancies in its administrative staff? It is time for the Board of Trustees to take a serious look at management problems in this administration.

-John H. Scofield, Physics Professor

St. Patrick's Day is a gross caricaturization of Irish culture

It is impossible to dye Irish beer green: a proper pint of stout is nearly black, and no self-respecting Irishman would muck about putting food coloring in it. "When Irish Eyes Are Smiling" was written in Tin Pan Alley. No one Irish has ever named their child Shannon or Shawna, and the Mystic Knights of Tir Na Nog appear nowhere in Irish mythology.

The Holy Feast of St. Patrick will be celebrated next week on March 17, and once again ignorant Americans will don green plastic derbies, drink watery green beer, and pollute the waters of Boston with even more green dye, once again massively insulting the Irish and their culture.

My Mick credentials: my mother was born and raised in Newcastle West, County Limerick. I've been back with her about eight times (with a ninth trip planned in June), and I keep in close touch with her six brothers and three living sisters and their families, half of whom have emigrated and half of whom are still in Ireland. I took step dancing lessons as a child, and regularly read new Irish fiction. St. Patrick's Day has stirred up righteous indignation in me since I was six.

Let me preface this day by saying that no, the Irish are by no means the victims of rampant discrimination in modern America. The stereotypes of the drunken priest or cop are no more or less demeaning than the images of the mafioso Italian, the neurotic Jew, or the nerdy Asian, and they are far less damaging than the negative depictions of African-Americans. I have never been held back from a job, ignored in a classroom, or pulled over in a car because I'm Irish, and in fact, it's probably helped me more than once.

That said, I want to point out that no other ethnicity in America has an entire, nationally recognized day set aside to twist a religious holiday into a gross caricature of its culture. In Ireland, St. Patrick's Day is basically like a religious version of the American Fourth of July. There are parades, Catholic Mass, nationalistic pride, and the occasional party, but that's about it. St. Patrick's Day in America is a massive, vomitous riot of drunkenness masquerading as an authentic Irish fleadh. Imagine the wrath that would descend if white people marked Martin Luther King Day by pouring Heinekens into Colt 45 bottles and listening to the Beastie Boys. St. Patrick's Day is the same combination of faked solidarity, condescension, and simple factual inaccuracy. A similar fate is apparently befalling Cinqo de Mayo in bars around the country, but it has yet to reach the epic proportions of St. Patrick's Day.

Of course, there's nothing inherently wrong with a national holiday for the sole purpose of getting drunk. Hell, I'd support Booze Day, or Liquor Appreciation Week, as long as no one drove home from the parties. But why can't we just call it what it is, and enjoy our pints without the tackiness?

Some of you may be wondering at this point why I'm making such a big deal out of some harmless, if insensitive, fun. The fact of the matter is that much IRA terrorist activity has been bankrolled by ignorant Irish-Americans motivated by exactly the same uninformed, misguided, pseudo-nationalism that characterizes St. Patrick's Day in the US. What looks like harmless fun has encouraged some very real tragedies.

So what's a politically correct Obie to do? My advice, for those of us who aren't Catholic (that includes me), is to just ignore St. Patrick's Day. If you really have to do something Irish, read one of Roddy Doyle's funny, gritty novels about the Dublin projects. Please, if you must get drunk on a Wednesday, find another excuse.

-Laura Wimberly, College junior

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Volume 127, Number 16, March 5, 1999

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