FOOD FOR THOUGHT

No matter how the undergraduate steels himself in preparation for the yearly outflow of money at the opening of the college year, the expense of "eating around" until the dining service at the Union, Memorial Hall and the clubs gets under way is always startling. Ordinarily such expenditure is accepted meekly, while the jests and jibes of the newspapers at profiteering go unheeded.

But now comes a report from the State Commission on necessaries of life which shows that "average gross profits of more than 200 percent" have been made by armchair lunchrooms in this state. Evidently in food for body there is food for thought. It is disquieting to suggest that "one egg" at the Waldorf, "combination supper" at the Georgian, or the "double-O" at Jimmie's cost but a fraction of what we pay for them--we can hardly have a lower opinion of their intrinsic worth than we do now.

It seems that while our restaurants are merely keeping us alive, we are expected to stuff their cash registers ad nauseam.

But the whole thing is a vicious circle. Report or no report, "one egg' or starvation, we must still eat to live and pay to eat. And, unless "something is done about it", committee investigations do little more than give us an uncomfortable feeling, as we tuck in the loose ends of our shredded wheat, that someone may be "playing us for suckers".