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University Daily Kansas, March 24, 1983
A bad law taking root
A new bureaucracy is being spawned across the nation. At the University of Kansas, financial aid officials are now telling students where they can write for copies of their draft registration forms.
Unless the Solomon Amendment, which denies financial aid to male students who can't prove they have registered, is changed, those offices will likely be doing a brisk trade by this summer.
The idea of the amendment is simply to see to it that "lawbreakers" don't receive federal sanction, proponents say. Why should the government give money to those who refuse to defend their country?
But one of the problems with those arguments is something called due process and the idea that people are innocent until proven guilty. The
registration rule goes directly against that, saying that students have to prove they have registered or they are assumed criminals; never mind that the government has failed to even charge, much less convict, these people.
people.
Proponents say proof of registration is just another "eligibility" requirement, but how many eligibility requirements also carry a $10,000 fine and possible five-year prison term?
The fact is that enforcement of the law truly is selective — and unfair. Of the hundreds of thousands who have failed to register, only a handful of vocal dissenters have been prosecuted.
vocal dissenters. Congress is notorious for moving slowly and carefully, but before bureaucratic inertia sets in, the legislators must act to keep college administrators from becoming policemen.
College coaches' high status lifts them over social norms
BY MAXWELL GLEN AND CODY SHEARER
Field newspaper Syndicate
WASHINGTON - A civil society requires that everyone behave within reasonable limits of propriety. Everyone, that is, except coaches. Bobby Knight and Lefty Driesell, two of the nation's more notorious college basketball coaches, have been demonstrating the extent to which they play by different rules at time, the same time, the same team, which has been Knight as its 1984 coach, and Driesell's superiors at the University of Maryland, have shown how we let them get away with it.
sawhow Knight technically fouled out in 1979 while coaching the U.S. team at the Pan American Games in Puerto Rico. Though he denies all charges, the Indiana University coach received a line for sluggaging a policeman after a team practice, and denunciations in the San Juan press for referring to a Brazilian women's team as "dirty people."
as many people. Now, as a joke for banquet audiences, Knight will only acknowledge that he had farewell to Puerto Rico by exposing his behind from an airplane window because "that's the last thing I would want them to see of me."
Not surprisingly, Puerto Rico's governor and congressional representative, as well as members of Congress" Hispanic Caucus, want the Olympic Committee to sack Knight.
Olympic Committee to say, in deeper trouble, but, is Maryland's Driessel. Last fall, one of Driessell's star players was accused of assaulting a woman in a dormitory room. The player, Herman Veal, was benched for the season by a student court, just prior to the Atlantic Coast Conference tournament.
told me. David then took matter into his own hands, according to The Diamondback, the University of Maryland's student newspaper. He phoned the victim and asked her, "How could you do this to me? Do you know what tomorrow is (referring to a big game against the University of Virginia)?"
Perhaps sensing that he was behind with time running out, Driswell made repeated calls to the woman, promising that, as she recalled, "there would be trouble" and "her name would be dragged through the mud." He even asked assorted campus jocks to check out the woman's "reputation" on the Maryland campus and at Clemson, where she had previously studied
At a press conference March 8, Driesell denied allegations of harassment. Being a good sport, he took Veal to the ACC tournament and allowed him to practice with the team.
"In my mind," the coach told reporters, "Herman Veal is the victim. He's more of a victim than the girl."
Nonetheless, university officials have convened an internal inquiry into the matter.
Video shows Driesell's biggest mistake was assuming that a player could act with the same impunity as a coach.
But Dressell and Knight underestimate the clot they wield. Neither sees fit to strike a balance between behavior and voice, but they do not speakemen who must think before speaking for institutions.
It's unknown who conferred coaches with diplomatic immunity. Certainly the stature of athletics in America's schools is one explanation. So, too, is the nature of the job: Wild and crazy coaches are as a much a part of the show as the fans, rivaries and playoffs. It is really so ironic that some of the winningest coaches, like Ohio State's Woody Hayes and St. John's Lou Carnezzese, provide some of the sport's best plays?
In any case, coaches carry special license that we'll never abolish. Firing Driesell or forcing Knight to give up his Olympic responsibilities would resolve only symptomatic problems. Eventually, a new form of elbow would result in resulting opponents and fulfilling our expectations. More institutions would be embarrassed, but most would see it as a price worth paying.
Dream's sale exacts high price
It's in the corner of my garage at home; a black, orange and chrome machine sparkling with the intensity of its potential power.
I roll it out on its two wire-spoked wheels and, as sun meets chrome, a glimmering fireworks display begins.
I mount it, turn the key and kick it into life.
It roars into the windows of my house shake and it pours out an immense amount of smoke.
As the smoke clears, it reveals a lone rider — me — straddling 500 cubic centimeters of raw power.
power
I toe the shifter, release the clutch and rocket off my driveway with a twist of the throttle, sprucing gravel behind me.
The sun in my face, the wind in my hair and the bugs in my teeth — 1 am free.
It's not a dream, either. That's really me on my Honda and I'm cruising at 60 mph on K-10, heading toward Lawrence. Just about where I was a year ago, only now I have a different
I'm selling my dream.
And I rode. It was fantastic. It came as close
as any engineer has ever come to harnessing
I wanted a motorcycle for a long time but had always been put off by my parents' memorable words: Buy a motorcycle and you are no longer a member of this household.
I pushed my lock, I bought one and parked it in the driveway as my mother arrived home from work. She didn't fall in love with it the way she had with my first two vehicles — a 1867 Chevy Bel Air and a 1853 Plymouth Gravelback car me and, as mothers often do, she bent the rules.
sensuality in a machine. I had this incredible urge to smoke after every ride.
Meanwhile, things were happening around me. Everytime I told someone I rode a cycle, they told me of a maimed friend. A doctor friend of my father told him of the "Kawasaki" wing at a local hospital), so many people had been injured by bicycle accidents that have passed through there. It was a sick joke.
And when I called my sister, she always asked
HARRY MALLIN
me if I was still riding. She told me that she
saved for me every night.
And then, after two accident-free years, my riding days ended.
Not with a crash, but with a whimper. It all finally got to me.
Enough with the maimed friends
Enough, dear sister. no more prayers
ally got to me.
Enough with the maimed friends;
Riding wasn't fun anymore, so I parked my dream in my bag and bought a Volkswagen. Making the move from a powerful street machine to a Volkswagen is like . . . well, it's like
Enough with the hospitals!
to a Volkswagen car.
But I really did feel safer, I felt closer to my family. I didn't hear any stories about friends crippled in Volkswagen accidents. And I didn't have to pick the bugs off my face in the summer. Everything was cool.
making a move from a powerful street machine in a Vokwagen.
Except when I walked through the garage. It sat in the corner, behind the trash cans, a very undignified place for my king of the road. But underneath the thin layer of dust, the chrome still gleaned. It sat there all winter, waiting until spring when I would sell it.
in spring when I
the itch started slowly at first. I'd push the
trash can aside and I'd sit on it. I'd sit on it for a
long time, remembering how it felt.
Firmly, I started it up the weekend before Spring Break. It backfired and protested and belched clouds of smoke, but it ran. I couldn't hear anything, so it was loud, quick and reacting. It was my dream.
And in my thoughtless excitement, I couldn't resist the urge to tell my parents how great it felt to ride again. I ran upstairs and began spouting off about how wonderful it all was.
They smiled and listened intently, but behind those smiles I saw that familiar look of worry. I saw two years of hearing ambulance sirens in the distance and dreading a phone call from a regretful doctor. I saw the silent prayers beginning.
FOR SALE: One, slightly used dream. Low mileage, never been wrecked. Must sell.
Letters to the Editor
BIC seeking better communications
To the editor:
Misunderstandings and misinterpretations in communications have proved to be hapazhard when opposing sides with opposing views meet on debatable issues. This is the case between
To complain about something that does not suit someone's personal taste is everyone's right. That is not what BIC is doing, BIC is protesting wrongs that it feels are more significant. To make this and any other accusation does not mean that a person or a group is radical. In this case, it simply means that an organization is concerned.
To understand any organization, one must first know what that organization tries to promote.
know what that organization is. Blacks In Communication is an organization that serves as a students and learning program for students. Although the majority of the institutions are in journalism and communications, BIC welcomes all positive participants. A main function of BIC is to provide students with learning experiences early in college. These are some of the important facts that one must examine when viewing the issue of JKHK's programming.
BIC is less concerned with what KJHK airs in certain time slots than with the biased programming that KJHK practices — for example, the programming slots that are not available to minorities. Granted, this may be a controversial issue. But it's one that BIC is willing to challenge BIC, being a communications organization, is asking for program slots that would be more helpful to minority students and to KJHK.
and of KJKH.
In these time slots, BIC would not intend to air too percent soul music. BIC would like to incorporate minority news. Yes, KJKH does air news but these news broadcasts are not intended to minority interests. BIC would also like to tape guest speakers that come to the University. The tapes would be aired at later times so that more students could hear them.
KJHK plays a variety
All this sounds good. But to give more minority students a chance to work at KJHK and to gain hands on training, more has to be done. And done soon.
Joe W. LEWIS, president of Blacks in Communications
Joe W. Lewis.
To the editor:
It has come to my attention that some local group has claimed JHK is not catering to black listeners, meaning this is prejudicial against the minority. This could not be more outrageously opposite of the truth.
No station has yet to play my favorite music, but there is a glimmer of hope. This letter is not a complaint but a compliment. KJJHK is the most versatile station on the airwaves with absolutely the widest range of listening options—bunk, bluegrass, country rock, soul and industrial, with some shows featuring soundtracks, local bands, import albums and interviews.
KJHK is known as the sound alternative and does not play the music that other stations overkill and bore us to death with. KJHK plays what the other stations won't or don't play; by doing so, KJHK caters to me and without consideration of my race, religion, sex or national origin but simply because of my musical tastes I am the minority in this case. To the accusers and adversaries of this special freedom found at KJHK, you have your stations
Chris Peters, Lawrence senior
KU boosters fell short
- leave mine alone!
Needless to say, I was chagrined and even irritated during the second game of the Big Eight Basketball Tournament when I had to watch both the KU basketball band and the cheerleaders totally outclassed by their counterparts from Oklahoma State, a university
I have attended KU football and basketball games for the last fifteen years. Even during the seasons when the team wasn't of championship caliber (and there were many), I was always consolled by the consistent excellence of the KU bands and yell leaderpompon contingents.
To the editor:
which I had previously dismissed as no more than just a southern-fried version of Kansas State.
Basketball is a psychological game, and that intangible spirit called momentum can turn frogs into princes and vice versa. The band and cheerleaders have the responsibility of trying to prolong our team's momentum, and of attempting to stop the momentum of the other team.
On two occasions the OSU game, KU made dramatic comebacks from sizeable deficits and tied the game. The comebacks actually awakened that sedate, overdressed group of fans, my fellow alumni. All KU believers were standing, yelling and applauding as both comebacks culminated in time outs.
And how did the KU band respond to these crucial moments which clearly called for a roaring version of one of the fight songs? During the first time-out, they played some glitzy jazz number and totally killed the crowd reaction. When the second, similar time out was called near the end of the game, the band was so unprepared that they set on their thumps while the members monopolized the out and enthusiastically rallied their crowd. The result was another drastic change in momentum which favored OSU for the remainder of the game.
And just where were the cheerleaders? Were they up in the crowd encouraging fan participation in cheers (as were their counterparts), or were they even spread out around the floor trying to organize the far-flung fans to cheer in some united fashion? No. The cheerleaders stayed in their corner except those dancing or pyramid games, we heard several chants, and our hawk's chant, but other cheerers never materialized. The OSU people sang "Oklahoma;" we don't even spell Kansas.
It's been apparent for years that KU fans, though long on loyalty, are sometimes a bit short on the verbal enthusiasm necessary to give our teams the winning psychological edge. Please, band and cheerleaders, don't fall into the same sophisticated sedation!
Lawrence Tenopir,
Topeka resident
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