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Monday, March 13, 1972
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Play It Again
As I intend to set down a few thoughts on campus elections, I think it would be appropriate to first outgoing administration farewell.
Although I have often been at odds with David Miller over Senate issues, I must sincerely commend him for his dedication to a difficult and often thankless job. He's now doubt done as good a job as anyone. He is the body that held the post in the past, and probably a better job than many.
He did it because he wanted to do it, and he has enjoyed the job. And I have enjoyed watching and com- ments from his administration. I wish him well.
On Wednesday and Thursday of this week it all starts again, when a few of the 19.118 students at KU will be on campus, and a show of shows, campus elections.
You will soon be hearing all the reasons why you should or should not vote. The supporters of campus politics will be telling you that if you are a concerned student, you should vote. Those that have become disillusioned with politics will tell you that voting is a waste of time, that there is no choice among the candidates, that the Student Senate is a farce.
Well, both viewpoints have some validity.
Some of the practices of the Senate are laughable, but with the Senate's
power to divvy up the activity fee, it becomes a $400,000 joke, at times not too funny. So if you're not laughing, you'd better vote.
If you do though, you'll be in a minority. Last year 26 per cent (4,704 students) of the student body voted in the spring elections. The winning presidential candidate garnered 22 per cent of the votes cast. So as you can see, the don't give a damns, outnumber the give a damms when it comes to KU student politics.
The ironic thing, of course, is that those that don't vote are often the loudest complainers when the Senate starts doing its thing.
so what's the answer? As far as I can see, there is none. Politics on the campus are no different from politics anywhere else. They are marked by truth and deceit, good decisions and bad decisions, dedication and irresponsibility. That's the story of democracy. Those that get involved will have some impact. Those that don't care will stand by the side and snicker at the whole thing until something happens that they don't like and then they'll start bitching. Some good will come out of it all—hopefully more good than bad.
It's no different this year than it
ever has been, or ever will be.
—Mike Moffet Associate Editor
Readers Respond
Concert
To the Editor:
Mann
I was very disturbed by the review in Thursday's Kansan of Mann concerts, double Mann. Mann is the modernist style he did if he didn't dick it and feel he could play with it. Anybody who laughed didn't do his research. Mann has appeared at most major pop and rock festivals held in the city.
no others, as was implicated by the reviewer. Mann was misquoted; Mann's use of "dus" in the *Otis* version of the Otis Riding version of the Mick Jagger tune." A minor point, but he noted the slopper's stylish-western-style music is soft and lactic, not stereotyped hot or cool. It "coo!" it. The reviewer obviously does not appreciate the flute as a wide-ranged, improvisational instrument, very hot in the hands of Mann.
I disagree with the cut at Herb Alpert, who is excellent in his sing, which Mann did not. As to having "borrowed heavily" from robe the numbers listed on the score sheet, the category performed. There were
wrote himself. The reviewer ignored him, the bass man, and he left with an unfinished totally professional and black. Reduke and Mann, discussed in his book, were excellent.
The guitar player did take time to warm up, but he later almost stole the show with his blazing. He was a bit of an extra several sets, one of which he
I sat in the balcony and smelled strange fragrances from the room, a reviewer clumsily created. The obscene remarks were not catalls but a perfume called *Purple*.
This type of sloppy, inaccurate, based reviewing is a discredit to the Kansan. It would have been better to have had a straight line to his head because many people have said to be the best they ever heard at KU.
Robert T. Burtch Bronson senior
James J. Kilpatrick
In Hornblower's Shadow
WASHINGTON - Four years ago, in the late winter and early spring of 1968, the "Arnibeater affair" was much in the news. I wrote three columns and a magazine piece on the case; and looking back at the copy today, I am no more ashamed than I am now. I'm confident I can copy. A working reporter never knows enough, even has never time; his stuff almost always falls short of his aspirations.
Now Neil Sheehan of The New York Times has published a book, "The Arnibert Affair" (Random House 1986) that supported Lieutenant Commander Marcus Aurelius Arnibet in 1988 are compelled to a reexamination of the position as part, but only in part, I retract.
This was a famous case. Sheehan's brilliant book probably will make the best-seller lists. Already the author has been
Poor Arnh贝尔! Poor, doomed Arnh贝尔! He was the young naval officer, a graduate of annapolis, who took over his first mission in World War Harbor just before Christmas of 1965. He was made skipped of an aging destroyer-picket, the Vance, assigned to patrol off the coast in a virtually unprecedented action. Arnh贝尔 was summarily removed from his command. In disgrace, he was exiled to a place on the island of Francisco. In time, he was ridden out of the Navy altogether.
interviewed on the CBS morning show, Arnie haser has sued him for $5 million in libel. And the book is indeed brilliant. It is brilliant in art and architecture. Daphilh mackeler in the moonlight. It both shines and stinks.
Two years after his abrupt dismissal from command, when the story broke into the national
news, many a Washington correspondent (including Sheehan, at the time) was trapped in the deadline net that is said to have been The Armherite's own account; the Navy would not talk; and there never was time to run down the adverse witnesses a reporter had received from Sheehan's useful (eat subsequently to take three months off and to do all the careful digging the case described in his report, has destroyed all that remained of Marc Armherie.
The story, at the time, was that Arnheiter had taken command of a warship that had been loafing its indulgent way through a Vietnam assignment. A spi-polish Dutchman, over-eager, had been required to necessarily drastic measures to bring the ship to a fighting pitch; his efforts had been undermined by junior officers who ridiculed
his determination and conspired maliciously against him.
Sheehan explodes this account—over-explodes it. As Sheehan tells it, Arnheiner emerges as a liar (he knowingly ordered that false position reports he made) as a wizard (he covered his eyes with a curtain) over his overheated imagination conceived that the ship was under fire); an egomaniac (he dictated a letter recommending that he be decorated, and ordered his help to maintain his account, Arnheiser was self-considerate, querulous, domineering, and absurd. He was a garrulous bole, a tyrant, a vainglorious windbag. He knew nothing of machinery; he was a mechanical madder and endangered his own crew to serve his own vanity. He did nothing right or well.
indictment. His evidence is especially telling on the matter of Anrheiber's firing upon imagined targets on shore. Sheehan has produced new grievances that did not figure in the 1968 hearings; the evidence includes toilet seat, for example; and Anrheiber infuriated the crew by taking incessant showers when water was under ration.
Sheehan's investigation tends to support much of this
Yet it is hard to square this grotesque painting of a real-life Captain Queeq with Armheret's captain, the first prior to his command of the Vance. Sheshan skates too easily around the Navy's gross violation of Armheret's rights at the time he was commissioned as it is, wholly masses the pathos—the poignant human tragedy—of Armheret's fevered ambition: He wanted to be a captain, and it seems he didn't know how.
Copyright, 1972, Washington Star Syndicate, Inc.
Garry Wills
Hubert Stumps In Florida
ORLANDO, FLA. —Everybody in Humphrey's Florida primary staff is trying to deny the rumors of inner division and personality conflicts. But he said it was "the real Robert Meyer Moter Inn," is the voice of Joe Breecher, Orange County coordinator, raised in loud altercation with advance man D Ward: "As far as I'm concerned, you are screwed up with three times more than anyone else."
Humphrey is late, as usual. Before the day is over, he will leave people waiting for over two hours at a
shopping center. But at his first stop he is only 40 minutes late, and he bubbles on saying, "My gracious! I'm 10 minutes early by my schedule!" Means, that's the trouble. His schedule, and the announced local one, are at odds. He'll try to straighten that out with his central Florida campaign leaders this afternoon—at a meeting which stretches and matches the schedule of the candidates from the shopping center, can't get anyone to tell him anything; "But he hasn't left yet—I can still hear them talking in the background."
His morning address is billed as a major pronouncement on women's rights (day care, equal pay, maternity leave, political posts). It is its own act of insurrection: it has inject little jokes along the way for all of which Muriel plays straight man: "Muriel claims she is underpaid, but I'd debate that with her."
The gathering is one of Southern liberal ladies in hats, who see no irony in passing out Muriel's pop-up-Hubert recipe for beef soup：“He likes to tell everyone it gives him vim, vigor, and vitality.” Muriel, face tan under the white hair, is wearing a parts suit as he has been taken away when but when her husband is late, she has to fill up time with an address in praise of him.
Out at the shopping center, the newspaper announcement has brought a few middle-aged women, some from New York and others from contrast with the young crowd Lindsay attracted at the same site. A Pennsylvania lady supports him against all grumbles—one old couple in love and one teenager after two hours, even they packed up the furniture and moved off. "Fine way to lose votes" the man was muttering.
Copyright, 1972 Universal Press Syndicate
MAN TOOK ONE LOOK AT WOMAN
AND SAID "NOW THAT THERE
ARE TWO OF US I AM LESS THAN
SO THEY WENT THEIR SEP-
ARATE WAYS AND NEVER
SAW EACH OTHER AGAIN.
Dist. Publishers Hall Syndicate
MORAL: WE ARE SURROUNDED BY
IMPOSTERS.
1971 JOB PERMIT 12-19
Primarv Brew Thickens
By HUBERT MIZELL
BY HUBERT MEELEE
Associated Bruce Whit
MIAMI, Fla. (AP)—Eight Democratic candidates and a lone Republican stumped Florida for Thursday searching for votes in Tuesday's presidential primary, the school punks was the main issue.
Gov. George Wallace of Alabama bypassed a planned campaign visit to Key West after the state rejected racial unrest was "oat her" hot there.
"Wait 'til Wallace gets here",
blacks had chanted Wednesday night as word spread about the attacks. Visit schools. Wish们 have been closed in the nation's southernmost city since racial disturbances at Key West High School on Tuesday. West High are scheduled to reopen today.
The one Republican campainer, Rep. John Ashbrook of Ohio, spoke in Lauderdaer against busing while a group of
GOP celebrities and officials led by Gov. Ronald Reagan of California and Sen. Barry Goldwater of Arizona began tooot the Nixon administration's in an Appreciation Day rally.
The busing of school children,
continued to be the central issue
and Florida's governor, Reubin
Askew, loomed as a key figure
along with the White House
aspirants.
Askew is fighting a non-binding
antibusing straw vote on the March 14 slate. He got the backing Thursday to secure a迎eergreeregistrate in South Dakota, that made a stop in Tahawashee.
Wallace, at a Miami breakfast meeting with 200 persons, charged that busing was senseless.
Sen. Edmund Muskie, the democratic winner of last week's New Hampshire presidential preference primary, admitted he faced an uphill fight against Wallace in the Florida election.
primary," Muskie said in Tallahassee, "but I might be satisfied with less this one."
Mayor John V. Lindsay of New York City, accompanied by aides and newsmen, went to RG Industries in Miami, where he worked as a news columnist. "Saturday night specials" are assembled weekly.
"I am never happy with less han first place before a
"may we come in?" the mayor asked a woman who came to the firm's front gate. Lindsay sawed an empty handgun which he said was found in his garage for $25 by merely showing a driver's license and a credit card.
Griff and the Unicorn
By Sokoloff
"Copyright 1972, David Sokoloff."
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