4 Wednesday, September 29, 1971 University Daily Kansan KANSAN comment Editorials, columns and letters published on this page reflect only the opinions of the writers. Gay Support Urged Chancellor E. Laurence Chalmers Jr. goes before the Student Senate tonight to explain and defend his refusal to recognize the Gay Liberation Front as a legitimate campus organization. It would be a pleasant surprise if he would instead change his stance and support the Gay Lib in their efforts to be recognized. Chalmers has expressed support of student involvement in the university decision-making process. Yet, the Senate has three times recommended the recognition of the teacher and he has three times refused. By doing so, he made the issue much more significant than it ever should have been. If he had simply recognized the front when the first request was made he probably could have avoided much of the publicity that he sought to avoid in the first place. However, I do not think he beats us. Do I Front don't deserve recognition Rather, I think that he is bending to outside pressures from groups like the Regents and influential alumni who see themselves as the conscience of the University. The existence of a group that rejects traditional education and they seek to foster their beliefs and reject new ones. Such an attitude is a real threat to the diversity community and should be avoided. For if any group is allowed to influence the activities of the university with their personal biases—by rejecting some, and endorsing others as worthy of membership in the community—the tenents of free expression and variance of viewpoint are in leopardy. The members of the Gay Lib Front should be considered as any other group on campus that has political or social aims. Theirs is the "alteration of the sexist nature of our society." Certainly, this is a viable viewpoint in America today, and it deserves the consideration and recognition due any other sincerely held belief. Mike Moffet Readers Respond Gays; Billy Jack; Booze Gav Defense To the Editor: I have noted with incredibility the reasons given for the Student Senate finance committee's decision to recommend that the Lawrence Gay Liberation Front not be granted $600 to aid in its legal battle for recognition as a student organization. Members of the committee have apparently overlooked the fact that this case will be influential in upholding student rights by prohibiting arbitrary discrimination against controversial student groups of any type. This case is vital to secure the just rights of all students at K.U. because it measures. It is thus difficult to implement a viewpoint which would maintain that K.U. students should not help to pay for a case which is of such importance to them. The controversially of the group involved is immaterial, as are fears about difficulties in getting the money through the business office. These factors do not affect the principles involved. The Student Senate should thus reject the recommendations of the finance committee and show with them that they have the rights of students and is not merely a pustilianous assemblage unwilling to stair by the principles of justice in the face of controversy. ★★ —Denis J. Brothers South Africa, Graduate Student Billy Jack To the Editor: When the call goes out for nominations for "most short-sighted big in a writing role," you can bet your last Big Blue bumper sticker is Kansan's "Reviews Editor" (quotation marks mine), Miss Barbara Schmidt, will be close to the top of the last. Barring an unforeseen comeback by George Wallace or a previous review of the movie "Billy Jack" will wait her to bigotry's laurels. Wake up, Miss Schmidt, wake up! Don't let preoccupations with bylines and deadlines cloud your view of what the movie did really happen. Instead, take yourself to the fact that the indigences and inequalities suffered by the American Indian are, indeed, real. As a journalist, you are in a position to have seen how the straight facts. Why, then, this irresponsible review in the Sept. 27 Karsan. There are men who realize the plight of the American Indian. You call him a "peon" or "village idiot." With what authority and substantiation do you make this charge? I direct you to the book, "Indians of the Americas," by John Collier, and from this book you learn the power to live? it is the ancient, lost reverence and passion for human personality joined with the ancient lost reverence and passion for the earth and its web of life." Nice sentiments, huh? One could probably interpret it to say, "Dow unto others as you would have them do unto you." What the answer is to the reverence and passion is what the American Indians almost universally had . . . Miss Schmidt, if this is the philosophy of "the village where that does this leave us—those that are seeking their degrees?" The real tragedy of the movie, Miss Schmidt, is the fact that Billy Jack, Jean and, especially, the Freedom School are fiction. But Miss Schmidt, people like Posner, also all too real—have you met them yet here in Lawrence? You can also see them in Washington, Alcatraz, Utah, California, Alaska, Michigan, Wisconsin, Wacunis, Arizona, Illinois—in fact wherever there are Indians. Your closing statement, "Billy Jack" is an excellent movie to see—if you don't mind forgetting that you've seen it all before, that you're going through that. That's the deal, Miss Schmidt—it's all too believable. I direct you to the "American Heritage Book of Indians," particularly the introduction which states, "For a subject worked and reworked so often in novels, motion pictures, and television, American Indians remain the least understood and the most misunderstood of us all. John Pitzinger-Kenneth wrote that, Miss Schmidt, the next time you decide to downdgrade a minority group or the plight of a minority group—think again. Better yet, make sure there isn't a "next time." Thomas J. Kearney Olathe Sophomore ★★★ Booze Bull To the Editor: Mr. Moffet's editorial "Booze Bull" misses the boat in several respects. He castigates Att. Gen. Miller for not enforcing the liquor law with the emphasis he puts on drug laws. Mr. Moffet should realize (as he apparently does) the quotes Mike Thomas as a judge against the consumption of liquor on state property is a misdemeanor. But Miller does not make a practice of searching out and raiding possessors of marijuana. I don't think he feels it is the Attorney General's duty to arrest potheds any anymore than it is to arrest drunks. Miller does deliberately set out to raid and arrest criminals in the drugs, not use them. Selling illegal drugs is a felony, and within Miller's proper and legal enforcement activities. If Mr. Moffet thinks there is a double standard under operation, he should tell liquor to sell liquor on state property. Let him do this without a license. Let him write his next editorial column on behalf of selling alcoholic beverages. Arrests that Miller makes for possession of drugs are made coincidental to arrests for sale of drugs. Possession arrests are made when he sees, as the arresting officer, he is the misdemeanor committee member. When he is in the process of making felony arrests. This is the difference which Mr. Moffet has failed to discern. David B. Pittaway Overland Park Senior First Person Account Getting Busted in Lawrence Editor's Note: Pat Malone, an editorial writer for the Daily Kansan, got a first hand look atvern Miller's drug raid last week. The Malone had investigated a rumor that a raid was pending, but after getting negative responses he finally decided the raid wasn't to come off. That was at a 4-point margin later he found out differently. By PAT MALONE Kansan Editorial Writer 5 a.m. Friday. A flashlight and a badge shining in my face. A voice said, "Lawrence police," and then I knew. It was a bust, my bust. I'd been up until 4 a.m. waiting for them but finally decided to sleep. She pulled me in, and I pull my head together as I was struggling into a pair of pants and thoughtfully allowed me to put on. would produce one shortly. After one of them read my rights to me from his Miranda-card, we went into the hallway until another officer came down the hallway with xeroxed copies of the search warrant. It was a good idea for him to be nnessees, and that's about all it said except that the search was for marjuana. LSD and other amphibians, and amphytines. The first thought that entered my head was to ask for the search warrant. So I did, and they said they didn't have it with them but A 45-minute search by three Lawrence cops failed to turn up anything. room anywav. They finished their search. I asked if I could go down to the county courthouse and cover the story for the Kansan. They tried to find me, but then said it was okay, so a spite (People of our house later told me that Vern showed up on my property). The search of my room was made.) I got down to the courthouse and began taking around getting to know the people and talking to court attorney Mike Elwell about what was About 6.30 a.m., I was washing people booked in the building and told a photographer for the case whom I had called down there, was going over to the shiriff if seeing if anything was going on over. I walked right into their arms. I bumped into a sheriff's deputy right outside the door. "Are you Pat Malone?" he asked. "Yeah." "You're under arrest," he said. I was flabbergasted, to put it mildly. "What for?" I asked. I haven't done anything." "Possible possession of marijuana." he said. "What's possible about it? It's either there or it isn't." I said. She searched for her phone, searched my room uplaced. They came up to us and one asked the deputy, "Did you tell them?" He said yes and the cop turned to me and told me what happened after you left we found some marijuana in your room." So they took me inside and pulled out a plastic bag from a manila envelope. It contained a small quantity of marijuana. They read me my rights again, and I asked for a coke. Coca-Cola. He gave it to me, and his name was Done—gave me a dime and I was allowed about half of the coke before Done and I went over to the courthouse for my complaint. I was the thirteenth person booked that morning. When I noticed that on their little ledger it seemed like a bad sign. The whole thing was surreal anyway. I was tired and in a state of mild shock—the realization that I hadn't come up to meet anyone, seeped into my Don frisked me and then I filled out some forms which asked all kinds of questions. They wanted a job, a military employment record, educational record, military record, and on and on. I filled them out and On and I went back to the sheriff's office for my mugs and fingerprints. I got my name entered on the ledger and then they took my valuables—camera, billfold, money and ring. The word "busted" was through my head. "Busted," busted, busted, . . . I started feeling like a criminal when they took my picture. Side and front view, with me holding my number at chest level. (but you might think it was the first floor for the fingerprints. They took three sets and it got rather boring. Don and I went back to the courthouse. My bond was set at $1,000 and Bob Lester, a local manman, made it for me right away. I was out on the streets, free (sort of) at about 8 a.m. I was already in debt $100 to Bob Lester. It seemed very ironic, in telling out $10 before anything else been proven against me. So I went to the Kansan office and headed over to the printing service with Kit Netzer who printed the pictures she had taken. We frantically put together a new front page, writing the story, a headline, dummying in the story, and getting the got my name at the very top of the story, by纵织 with Mike Moffet and Eric Kramer, and at the very bottom with Patrick Allen and Terry Teasley, possession of marijuana." So we finished and I went home and slept. My arrangement was about 2:46 bm. down at the desk and 1:56 bm. up in jail, charging and I said, "Not guilty." They set my trial for 11 a.m., Oct. 14. Garry Wills Muskie Learns From Slip It's rather late in the game for Muskie to be learning the rules, ignore the conventional insincerities of politics, and you get caught up in a dreary round of even more insincere half-demials, new awawals, and endless devaluations of what one said, or meant to say, or is said to have said. That is the trouble with “just speaking your mind” in politics; if you do, you ignore the rules—and as soon as you do, you make sure made their answering moves in the game, you have to become an expert technician of the rules, to explain your ideas better than you deepen into the game than ever. You pay for one “truth” with ten “ties.” So Muskie told a group of blacks he did not intend to have a black run with him for Vice President—and we had to endure all the succeeding fake candor, fake shock, fake tolerance, fake piety, Nikon, who was not going to see it. We were in conferences, reminded that he was not going to talk politics during his press conference, and then talked politics during his press conference—how Muskie had labelled the American people, how we must keep alive the myth that anyone can grow up to be a president without being where "the accident of their birth" does not deny men "a chance to go to the top." Nixon gave two examples of what he was asserting—the fact that John F. Kennedy was elected President, even though he was a Catholic, and that Ed Brooke was elected Senator, even though he was a Republican (Massachusetts) where only two per cent of the voters "are of the same race." He was willing suppressing the fact that being a Catholic is now an advantage to a Democratic candidate. Catholics, the "ethics" now pursued by politicians, number a fourth of the population, and make up a very large, highly mobilizable part of the population. Prejudice against them is down, and superpatriotism among them is up. Mr. Nixon also represented the low per cent of 'black voters in Massachusetts as a proof of tolerance. Actually, prejudice against blacks is more than a proportion to their numbers; they are few, they present no threat. But Muskie, having risked one straight answer, cannot blunder deeper into truth—cannot say he, a Catholic, is wrong. But Ms. Brooke is a rather accidental exception to it. Muskie was trapped in one small truth, unable to use larger ones in support of it. So he stuttered with his words. In both ways kept paying for his candor. He tried to forge, from his very quaryard, new credentials--candor's penalty (as he paid it) was wander's proof (that he possessed it). But he was not primarily accused of being candid. The real charge against him was one of stupidity. Politicians do not rule out any voters—they have formal little ways of appealing to them. This rule when he said he would not campaign for black votes—which offended not only blacks (a loss cause for him, just as he said) but those whites who want a President to represent all the people, or at least to foster, diversity. For Dumfries, politicians fill any office as possible, to keep the public guessing and the candidates accommodating. Silly rules? Granted. But it is often a silly game. The point is that one should not break the rules but for sufficient cause—and then only to demonstrate one's competence—by owning its muskie comes off the victim of his comments, not his master. Griff and the Unicorn COPYRIGHT, 1971, UNIVERSAL PRESS SYNDICATE Letters to the editor should be typewritten, double-spaced and should not exceed 500 words. All letters are subject to editing and condensation, according to space limitations and the editor's judgment. Students must provide their name and position; faculty and staff must provide their name and position; others must provide their name and address. Letters Policy 1 "Copyright 1971, David Sokoloff. P THE UNIVERSITY DAILY KANSAN An All-American college newspaper Kansan Telephone Numbers Newroom-UN 4-4810 Business Office-UN 4-4358 NEWS STAFF News Adviser . . . 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