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Wednesday, March 15, 1972
University Daily Kansan
KANSAN comment Editorials, columns and letters published on this page reflect only the opinions of the writers.
If nothing else, the student elections today and tomorrow will offer the student body the chance to fund yet another badly needed program.
No on Proposal
The Allen Field House floor proposal, as David Miller calls it, would add $80,000 to the outstanding balance of the $355,000 seating expansion debt in Memorial Stadium. The additional student money would, in theory, allow the Athletic Corporation to extend the area covered by the stadium. The additional money would add four basketball courts that could double as badminton and volleyball courts.
The proposal should be rejected. The proposal seems a good intention but hardly sound practice for several reasons.
The proposal should be rejected.
Most importantly, the Athletic Corporation does not have any immediate plans for the installation of just such an artificial surface. According to Wade
Stinson, director of athletics, the corporation is not emphasizing capital improvements at this time, but rather the maintenance of existing facilities. The Athletic Corporation would be were to vote in favor of the proposal there would be no guarantee that the Athletic Corporation would commit itself to the installation. The Athletic Corporation is no closer now than it was two years ago to the installation. It seems to make little sense to backtrack behind a proposal that, for all practical purposes, does not exist.
Space, Sex, Senate . . .
Editorials in the Kansan have opposed student funding of programs and facilities the University and State should provide, and have criticized students must fund programs, they should be programs that make better sense than this one.
—Thomas E. Slaughter
To the Editor:
I was happy to see your headline article, "America's Pioneer 10 Blasts off to Jupiter." The team pages a day page Friday. March 3, 1972.
Plaque
Readers Respond
There was a small error in the ninth paragraph of the UDK article. The sentence, "On the basis that people are be intercepted by intelligent creatures of another civilization, it bears a gold plaque that tells in drawings and scientific symbols that this world is and by what kind of people," should have two words inserted between the words "gold" and "plaque." The sentence should also hold an oilized aluminum plaque.
A sketch of the plaque and a detailed caption may be found on page 13 of "Aviation Week". February 28, 1972. issue.
—Howard W. Smith Associate Professor Aerospace Engineering
To the Editor:
Candidates
Surely the troubled shades of past KU laureates such as Bill Ebert, Dave Abbrey and Ken Eraison enabled easier tonight in the knowledge that another year has produced another fine collection of students from the Senate. Perhaps these brooding spirits and the general reader will find a little examination of KU's teaching and an illuminating experience.
The current point arises from a class grouping of the Student Senate candidates, where the student will be a solid lead (54 candidates), one third of those filing). One might be hasty in judging KU student activity at this point, but credence is added by the fact that the freshman class runs a strong interest in the total of 182. At the other end of the scale, we might glance at the Graduate School, where a block of students have an interest of a paltry three candidates. It could be that the sophomores know something that the graduate notice of the Graduate School?
It is probably an over-extension of the available facts to conclude that the KU Student Senate is the governing body of students who enjoy the sounds of their own voices. Now if we only knew how many of those sophomores were star debaters back in high school, we'd draw some real conclusions.
Conspiracy
James Beckman Concordia graduate student
I have one complaint about the account of Ted Glick's talk Wednesday evening. One of his hosts told me that Mr. Glick public about the nature of the
To the Editor:
charges against the Harriburg group. As is the case with most of the press across the country, you seem to have missed the point.
The first indictment charged six anti-war activists with a plot to kidnap Henry Kissinger and bomb government heating equipment in the minimum sentence of life imprisonment (for conspiracy to kidnap).
But after continued grunjury investigations, a new indictment was handed down last April. Two men who were one of them), the charge was changed from "conspiracy to kidnap" to "conspiracy to commit crimes against the States," which carries a maximum sentence of only five years. The conspiracy was expanded to include a series of raids on draft board raids in nine states. The new indictment was constructed in such a way that the government would be able to kidnap and or bomb charges and still win a conviction. In other words the Harrisonburg Eight could be charged for related to draft board raids, yet the general public would still be under the impression that they had kidnapped and bombed the Harrisonburg group believes that this is a calculated plot on the part of the government to attack the anti-war movement.
Sister Dolores Heidrick Catholic Student Center
McCollum
To the Editor:
During one's life, one encounters few really important issues; issues like war, racism, poverty and community hygiene. You can also such overwhelming magnitude that I felt compelled to write this letter. That issue is, of course, the skit in Rock Chalk Bevie.
Having read the skit and seen it performed once, I must say that I
was relieved to see it rightfully banned from the Revue. Rock Chalk is no place for filth like that.
McColum's skit was by far the most appalling thing I've ever read or seen. Its mentioning of death constitutes blasphemy of the worst kind! Its obvious mockery of one of this nation's leading religious figures borders on insane. And slander aren't enough, Mr. Mannering and his cohorts must also be accused of ignorance. In their skit they portray God as a man. How stupid can you get!
I command Mr. Bukaty, his production staff, members of the other skirts and of the orchestra for standing up to him as he did, and the peddlers. It's people like this that made America what it is today!
There are many people I know who feel the way I do. That is why I'm suggesting to the KUY team to review a committee to review and edit all skits to be presented at future Rock Chalk Reviews (sic). Let me say that this is not the only thing that must protect the youth of Kansas!
Well I've had my say, and I know that every deed God-fearing man and woman on this campus agrees with all II've said.
Bob Steen,
Smith Center senior
Review
To the Editor:
In the sometimes rich, often rancid reviews that assault our eyes from the UDR occasionally fail to understand succinctly describing the event, and making reasonable comment upon it without sullying both the review and the performance. We have seen in the review of the Humanities Lecture by Boris Goldswyk as being both pleasantly interpretative and persuasive.
—David Radd, Lawrence graduate student
AP Feature Note
Seating Opera Buffs
NEW YORK (AP) —Cheers and hisses绕道 through the Metropolitan Opera House on the fans, not for the stars, but for the fans.
Bing picked the winning tickets from a bowl filled with $91 numbered stubs. He said he had purchased the standing-room tickets and was donating them to the homeless or normally sell for $2.85 and $1.85.
when the tickets were to have gone on sale. At that time, Helen Quinn, unofficial organizer for the regular standees—who often wait hours to buy their prized seats—suggested a first-class, first-serve basis.
The cries came as Sir Rudolf Bing, retiring general manager, announced the winners of 175 awards to the gala farewell in his honor.
The unusual lottery occurred because of a mixup last Sunday
Then, as usual, she allowed the opera buffs to leave, as long as they returned at a specified time. She insisted that security guards insisted it was the only official line. An uproar ensued and finally Sir Claire married him and proposed the lottery system. Among the winners on this Sunday was none other than Miss Queen, who drew the biggest hand of all.
James J. Kilpatrick
least— these are not love affairs. To fall in love with Florence is quite different. What is one to say about a 2,500-year-old woman? A woman coming back is a failure in love again.
A Love Affair With Florence (The City)
FLORENCE, ITALY- I am involved in a love affair—again—and would distract you from the New Hampshire primary returns long enough to share the experience with you. The pleasures of pondering the Muskie percentage are wonderful.
It is hard to explain why this is so. Florence evokes neither the passions of Rome nor the mysteries of Venice. Its architecture is not especially distinguished its river, by day, is full of statues; its gardens are attractions in food, music, things to do.
Every traveler who crisscrosses our own good land knows what it is to have a favorite city: Charleston in early March, when the sun warms and the camellias blossom; Washington in the spring; Chicago in the late summer, Boston in the fall, New York at home; San Francisco may stay. Beyond our borders, a man can develop an abiding affection for Montreal, London, Paris, Madrid, Lisbon, for Leningrad at dusk, Berlin by night.
But these are not-not for me, at
Yet if you have fallen in love with Florence, you catch an afternoon train from Rome, and with every mule anticipation grows. The unseeing eye absorbs the old Dai Vinci lancases to the east and west—wineyards, jade-leaved olive trees, cedars standing straight as furls umbrellas, red-roof villas surmounting the hills and commanding the valleys. At last the sun glims on the city's great cathedral, the chapel of St. George, its mistery a master; and the heart leans on.
economy and bogus progress, and the pedestrians of Florence now stand obediently at the curbs, slaves to the rights commanding "alt" and "avant."
The carabiniert also seem to have vanished from the stage. These were the walking officers, caparisoned in blue trousers, who buckles, parading two by two, handsome devils, supremely ornamental, the hint of a blinkie in their eyes. They survive in Rome, but a traveler misses them in Florence.
It is always the same. This city is bathed in light, awash with light. Here is the Florentine gold of a painter's dream—a light refracted off ancient houses, elusive and unforgettable, a light compounded of amber and topaz,
cream and mustard, brass and bronze,
pale yellow, light honey: You cannot fix
a color for it. You do not see the light,
exactly; you see through it, as one sees
the world through white wine. There is
a feeling sometimes that the light will
stick to your coat, like spring pollen;
light to be brushed from your hair.
Florence has to be seen by foot. There is nothing to be gained by driving; there are only tempers to be lost. To walk there, you have to know how to know the delightful exhaustion of discovery; there is always one more inviting corner to be turned, one more pizza that opens like a window, one more wine that fills up the Dante lined; here the Brownings; the stakes and straw were burned that sent the mid Savanarola—where? To walk the city again, and again, is to find someone to riccord. I remember, I remember.
What does the lover love most about this mistress of a city? It is the city's natural air of inconcern. Florence does not work at beautiful or try to be exciting. She wakes in a shower of light, and she stays in it for hours with only a glance for Michelangelo. By night she wears the Arno like a golden necklace at her neck. For such a mistress a man will travel half around the earth, if only to murmur to the mute girl before he descends into ricordo." Remembering, after all, is what a love affair is mostly all about.
Of course, it is not always the same. Time was when one could pass a happy hour entranced by the traffic cops, white gloves, superbly accreted, as they worked their magisterial authority along the Lungario. It was pure ballet, scored to pizcize Flat horns. Most of the cops have disappeared, victims of
Copyright, 1972 The Washington Star Syndicate, Inc.
Garry Wills
Father Berrigan's Courtroom Liturgy
HARRISBURG—Harrisburg, a grey dour Pennsylvania brightened considerably by the tender Daniel Berrigan arrival.
When Father Berrigan was paroled in Connecticut, he said that freedom is an unfinished business, and that he was only acquainted with the stoed trial in Harrisburg. Getting down here from his parole area (New York City) took some time; but as soon as he could make it, he would be under his rough greying cowl of hair, chewing gum, wearing a
That's why the government has to keep bringing him to the waitchair* (to which the handcuffs are attached, pinioning Philip, who he trial for (a murder for Adeen Hirekissan). He has to carry pounds of papers and material, and he can hardly lift them. He's also going to government, he thinks, wants to break his brother's spirit—an
What about Daniel's own travel here? "It was a difficult thing. I had to check right in here to my
How had he found his brother?
"Better than ever. I think the trial has improved his style.
Today, Gary Wills records for us the arrival of Father Daniel Berrigan at the trial of his brother Phil in Harrisburg, Virginia. Father Dan's arrival brightened the day, says Wills.
He seemed to enjoy the bailiff's "Oyez" chant, and followed everything with pussed alert eyes. The half-tailed hall-distributed half-amused.
black turtle-neck sweater and baggy mustard-colored corduroy pants.
At a break in the court session, Berrigan was his old self greeting people, warm, yet ironal, open-hearted, alternating the Blunt and Sneezy.
Douglas Boudys, the government informer on his brother, sat in the witness box, and intrigued the Reverend Dahiel (who had never met him) that Douglas later as "a poor rag doll torn apart and not too skillfully rebuilt by the government." That was because damage the government could do to his brother and the other defendants, they would survive, as human beings; but what they were supposed to have no power to undo. He hoped that Douglas's rehabilitation might come, someday, somehow, from those he now considered their realizing they are fellow victims.
He is asked about his removal from the government's case on the Kissinger plot (the was not in court), and that plotting is supposed to have occurred). "They didn't name me in the second indictment but," he says. "Maybe my name's written there in lemon juice." Nothing seems unlikely to him after that first interview, dropped on him out of nowhere.
A reporter says, "You mean your name will appear if we hold the second indimentum up to a flame?"
watcher. I'm a disappearing species, and they have to keep close check on my movements."
"No," he answers, "better to din it in good bourbon."
The answer goes with his flip kind of piety, his almost breezy apocalypses. Asked what work he is engaged says aursa, "I was asked to cross hung around his neck, he answers soberly. 'It was made for me by another inmate'—out of two large screws. As Dan Bergrand himself had forged them, and asked in particular the drach proceed of this trial.
Copyright, 1972.
Universal Press Syndicate
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