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UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN
Friday, November 10, 1967
Hooray for Hershey
Felicitations of the week go to Lt. Gen. Lewis B. Hershey of the Selective Service for his ingenious plan to eliminate the campus protestor, Hershey, perhaps not trusting federal courts' abilities to punish those who break the nation's laws, has taken the responsibility upon himself.
The general instructed his draft people to lift student classifications of those interfering with campus recruiting, and, in a brilliant move, he neglected to tell his people just what constitutes interfering with recruiters. This is good, because it would certainly be discriminating, and not in keeping with the principles of justice upon which the country was founded, if he just caught the ones who physically obstruct the military. This way he can also get the fellow who talks a friend out of volunteering to fight or the instructor who evily propagandizes his students against the war.
But in keeping with the principles of justice, general, we must not forget those off-campus oldsters who do not fall within your clutches.
You're a military man so you may not have considered what could be done to civilians whose words and actions may be obstructing the draft.
Should loud-mouthed writers like Norm Mailer, Mary McCarthy and Ben Spock, for instance, be allowed to propagate their filth while campus sinners are silenced? In true fairness, and in protection of our wartime goals, we should burn such traitorous as "An American Dream," "The Group" and "The Common Sense Book of Baby and Wartime Care."
But freedom won't reign until we ban the records of Donovan, Sylan, Baez and Ian; close the churches of activist ministers, and enact loyalty oaths for all types of employment.
The only troublesome group left will be the opposition politicians. And all good military men know how to get rid of them, right, Gen. Hershey?
We'll win freedom for the South Vietnamese yet. —Betsy Wright
Editorial Editor
Letter to the editor
City visitor misled by police
To the Editor:
In view of my experience in Lawrence on Saturday, Nov. 4, the article entitled "Lawrence dilemma..." in the Friday edition of the Kansan was read with real interest upon my return home.
While a guest at a University fraternity on Saturday after the Kansas - Kansas State football game, my automobile was towed from the fraternity parking lot. I am not critical of this action; it is the aftermath which indicates why certain municipal operations have real public relations problems.
Since decisions are too often made on emotional feelings, it is no small wonder that Lawrence and many other similar communities meet rebuffs in their attempts to provide quality municipal services with limited taxation possibilities.
Upon discovery that my automobile had been removed, I immediately telephoned the Lawrence Police Department. I indicated my problem, and the office admitted that the car had been removed. I asked for directions. He told me to go to the Skelly service station at 825 Vermont where I could claim my automobile. Upon arrival there, the attendant had no knowledge of the automobile.
Another call to the Police Department brought the response that I had been "incorrectly informed" and that if I would go to 19th and Harper Streets, I would find my Buick. Upon arriving at the edge of the city, over some very rough streets, I discovered that I had been "incorrectly informed" again. In fact, the Police Department had ceased bringing towed automobiles to this address altogether.
A third call to the Police Department gave me the impression that it would take an "act of Congress" to re-claim my car. On the basis of that interrogation, I am only to assume that the person who had received my earlier calls had not bothered to check the records and had only thrown out
an address in order to confuse me.
On the other side of Lawrence, thirty minutes later (one hour in all), I finally drove my automobile away—my friend late for his date and my party late for the Louis Armstrong concert.
This type of inefficiency in public service describes more vividly than all newspaper copy and speeches the plight of our municipalities. And to think that some people say that "churches are sick."
Incidentally, my family (including two prospective University students) enjoyed the football game, the visit to the fraternity, dinner in a Lawrence restaurant, and the Louis Armstrong concert.
However, our treatment by public servants of Lawrence left much to be desired.
Charles A. McEowen
District Superintendent
The Methodist Church
Kansas City North District
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Kansan movie review
Liz Taylor great in 'Shrew'
By Scott Nunley
If, after "Who's Afraid of Virginia Woolf," there still remains any doubt as to the acting ability of Elizabeth Taylor, "The Taming of the Shrew" should be sufficient evidence to settle the issue. Liz has become our greatest performer of the "dark and stormy woman" role.
Producer Richard Burton has arranged a great motion picture and a great production of Shakespeare's comedy. Surely, however, there will be those who miss purities or subtleties of other interpretations. Gone is the simplicity of the Elizabethan stage—replaced by the lavish realism that so enriched "Tom Jones." Gone is the "frame" that made it obvious that the shrewtamer, Petruchio, was only pretending to his rudeness—replaced in Burton's magnificent performance by a Petruchio actually as lusty and uncouth as he appears to be.
No one should really regret these deviations. Another company at another time may do with Shakespeare as they wish, but the Burtons use each change for thoughtful and memorable effects.
The realism of Director Zeffirelli's sets, for example, is a creation of art in its own right. Filmed with a marvelous Titian glow, each scene literally feels its age. Whatever Renaissance Padua was, Zeffirelli's Padua is ripe with a golden patina that the twentieth century feels
Burton's Peruchio, too, is a piece of art. In place of the intentionally rustic wooer, Burton has created a character almost as interesting as shrewish Kate herself. Spawned in the cold and crude hill country, Petruchio need not merely pretend to a masculine strength that tatters the effete trappings of the cities. By basing his character so unambiguously, Burton made Petruchio vulnerable, as much in need of the civilizing hand of his new wife as she is in need of his hearty guidance. In fact, by the last gratifying speech of the movie, it is difficult to say whether husband or wife has benefitted more by the mating.
As Kate on her wedding day, Liz demonstrates a brilliant understanding of the alternating emotions of desire and anger, pride and self-consciousness, cold aloofness and desperate dependency that sweep through Kate. It is difficult, even yet, to imagine her as a tragic actress—but as the facets of her talent take the light, it is not impossible that her Lady MacBeth might be equally memorable.
to be true. More starkly-representative colors would have failed to provide that necessary aura of the magic past.
"The Taming of the Shrew" is a riot of laughter four centuries after it was written and the Burtons' new production will be a classic for a few years of its own.