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The Daily Nebraskan FRIDAY, OCTOBER 18, 1968 Inside report . . . McGove rn s by Roland Evans and Rolert Novak ICan a South Dakota Democrat, apres Chicago, aided by hated ad- " ministration ag policy, fighting a "Republican upsurge, and linked with d .Alabama's Wallace, emerge victorious ; in November? Just might happen say some political analyses. Aberdeen, S.D. In the stockyards at Sioux 'y -Falls, early one morning, a truck driver with a gaudy George Wallace bumper sticker yelled: '"""Come over here, Senator, and give me one of your bumper stickers to go with Wallace." r What made the scene wildly improbable was -.tho identity of the Senator school-teacherish George McGovern, liberal Democrat and unsuc- v : cessful presidential candidate last August. . MCGOVERN IS fighting for his life against a 'surging Republican tide in the nation's second most Republican state, but he's getting a lot of support from Wallace voters. Twinned Wallace and McGovern bumper stickers are no rarity, which anti -establishment'.-'- campaign tells a lot about the mood of the voters out here. The mood is one of combative resentment against the flim-flam of conventional politics, the shellac of traditional campaign rhetoric and the mess in Washington. 'Ihus, on that early morning in Sioux Falls when the Senator walked over with his McGovern bumper sticker, the teamster told him: "You two guys are the only ones talking straight." But to beat two-term Republican ex-Governor Archie Gubbrud demands a lot more of McGovern than just talking straight. His challenge to Vice President Hubert Humphrey and the Democratic party apparatus in Chicago helped him with the truck driver, but for many other voters Chicago tainted all Democrats, including McGovern. Moreover, McGovern also incurred the displeasure of voters who felt he was getting too big for his breeches. McGovern's presidential spree was no asset "I'd like to get away from Chicago and on w the business of the election," McGovern told a radio quiz show here in Aberdeen. And in getting away from the Democratic convention, McGovern is leaving the widest possible space between himself and the Democratic establishment in Washington. He mentions Humphrey, but only in passing. For Secretary of Agriculture Orville Freeman, a long time friend from neighboring Minnesota, McGovern has no kind words at all. FREEMAN'S FARM policies are at least part of the reason the Democratic party is a dirty word in the Midwest. Freeman brags that gross farm income is higher than it was 10 years ago,, but he avoids the harsher side of the farm coin the fact that prices have soared, catching the farmer in a cost-price squeeze that is helping the Republicans in every one of the farm states. Moreover, the threat of a sudden break in cattle prices, growing out of a heavy surplus of beef cattle, could produce a last-minute bonanza for the Republicans. In the Johnson administration's handling of agriculture, there is nothing positive for McGovern to say, giving still more point to the anti-establishment campaign he is running. McGovern's choice of campaign' helpers from outside the state is also revealing. The only Democrat with any connection to the Johnson ad ministration to take the stump for him is Secretary of the Interior Stuart Udall, whose reclamation policies are popular here. From the Senate, McGovern has accepted help from only two of the many colleagues who have offered it, one of whom West Virginia's hard-line, law-and-order Sen. Robert C. Byrd has precious little In common with McGovern. The other, Missouri's Sen. Stuart Symington, is a popular figure who captured part of the state's delegation at the 1960 convention. McGovern's reluctance to import outside talent is only partly the result of his effort to build an anti-establishment image with the fewest possi ble links to the unpopular Johnson-Humphrey ad ministration. At least as important is his concern over the major line of Republican attack that he is a creature of the "ultra-liberal fringe" of the party's Eastern wing a charge that Byrd will help dispel when he arrives next week. "Does this man really represent South Dakota?" asks a half-page political ad in the Aberdeen American-News. Claiming that McGovern is spen ding $100,000 for his campaign, the political ad lists $72,150 of this amount from out-of-state sources. Inbred, insular South Dakota, this could be poison to McGovern but Archie Gubbrud, an unimaginative stock-breeder, is having trouble making the most of it. Accordingly, McGovern has a better than 50-50 chance to make his anti establishment campaign pay off and become the first Democrat to serve two terms in the U.S. Senate in more than 30 years. . , e 1M Pabllibtri HU Sradkete ditorials 4 time for compromise Consider, if you will, the proliferation of the Jjullet in American society. Consider the Vulnerability of our leaders, our president and pur senators. Then consider Spiro the Stumble-tongued. Scary? You bet your briefcase it is. He's the man who talks about the "Polacks" and the "Japs" and says Hubert Humphrey is soft on communism. If we're lucky, he'll spend four years as vice-president with a heavy load of tape on his mouth, and then go back to Baltimore. If we're lucky. NOT THAT DICK NIXON is that much better. IThe man who rode the burly racist shoulders tf Strom Thurmond to the nomination says he's all for school desegregation, but let's not spend any federal money trying to make sure it happens. The New York Times reported on October 12 .that Nixon circulated privately to big investors a pledge that he would slacken federal controls .and - end "heavy-handed bureaucratic schemes" -which are hampering the fat cats of the industrial "watid, TRB reports in the New Republic. -"What we are promised is a four-year return 0TV sets and soda pop while the fat get fatter Trar the thin get thinner. I thought we'd decided to give up on that kind of son-government eight -eiKi ago. Maybe sot C SO YOU'RE DISENCHANTED and would like XSTSee the whole system upset, huh? Remember Germany in the 30's? The communists were so busy fighting the Social Democrats that a sweet tittle demagogue named Hitler swept into power. For that read "radicals", "Democrats", and "George Wallace" and you've got the situation: What Nixon is trying to tell us Is that we've .tried to fix this country for eight years and it hasn't worked yet so we're just going to quit Irying. Whatever happened to the idea that we couldn't complete the task in one thousand days, but that we could at least begin? Hubert Humphrey, bless his slightly befuddled iieart, at least wants to try. And in Edmund Muskie, Jbe'r pot another half who could help make things wori . jistead of blundering through a dozen snafus Jay. Sure, we would rather have seen Robert 'Kennedy or Gene McCarthy run the country. The 'essence of politics, however, is meaningful com promise. This compromise, we believe, could be 'pretty meaningful. 1 Jack Todd The passing of Camelot Camelot has been falling apart in bits and pieces since John F. Kennedy died. A major part ;f (he remaining myth tumbled into the Mediterra nean yesterday when Jacqueline Kennedy an nounced she would marry Greek shipping magnate Aristotle Onassis. Onassis is an aging, balding, fat and homely "old man; a capitalist in the worst sense of that I term. Mrs. Kennedy's life, whatever she may ! desire, can never be private. Her decision to marry .Onassis was a slap in the face to millions of Idealistic Americans who remember with fond romanticism the days of Camelot. ' It is ail ending, not as it began with ringing words of hope and promise, but in bad taste, secrecy, and cynicism. Jack Todd Wl (':! It ill 11 1 . 5eV T- 3 THE ONLY KIND We've got I F riday Afternoon Coin: mil by Ed Icenogle Managing Editor Once again: Friday After noon Column. The topic: The Great University of Nebraska Stu dent Uprising, Tot Dust and Massacre of November, 1968. It seemed harmless enough when it started. IN AN effort to enforce "in loco piranha" University of ficials set forth on a program of educational enlightenment: That noted political analyst Hal Brown was in vited to root out all hippies and yippees from the Daily Nebraskan, the Home for Wayward Radicals located in the left wing of the Union, knion. The local police were asked to demonstrate a pot bust but they realized that the new teflon pans are too flexible to break. A petittoa was spread around the whole state to change the categorization of small colleges from "liberal arts" to "moderate arts." These things alone indited students to a fever pitch (to be differentiated from a hot far). But then it was an nounced that only 2,000 tickets were available for the Col orado migration. The top blew. Students, in roving mobs of twos and threes, struck back by Uttering garbage throughout the lecture rooms of the University's buildings. Immediately the Board of Regency stomped. The spreading of garbage in classrooms was expressly prohibited. The Bored soon realized its error, And it repealed the order banning the dissemina tion of garbage in classes so that most teachers could continue their lectures. THEN BOTH sides of the school-student split agreed to mediation. The Student Senile voted to appoint an Ad Ick committee to present student views. This was. of course, vetoed by the president of the ASUNine, who favored calling in the NaSA to represent the feelings of the majority. Then, . the ..above., noted political analyst, Mr. Brown, was invited to represent those in the right (or on the right or something). But thanks to the political, savvy of the veteran analyst, the students became exasperated and the whole thing changed from a talk-in to a Brown-out. A compromise, however, was eventually reached. The Daily Nebraskan agreed (for the sake of a balanced paper) to run in-depth studies of Signa Phi Nothing Derby Day in addition to the usual in consequential human rights AwSS agreed to a key system for classrooms, to keep rapists out and evil women in. ASUNine agreed to acquire more stra ight-sbooting senators (that's gunners if you're dull today). AND THE other side, the Administration, as promised, listened and listened and listened. And listened and listened and IfjtenM. Looking back en that No vember ef IMS, many things eta be said. But bow that George Wallace is president, who dares? Dear Sir: The 5:30 war is in reality a 24 hour, 7 day-a-week war maybe not involving you and I directly, but very much so, indirectly. An individual viewing it on the tube merely pops his top and blows his cool, and continues to drown his sorrows in what ever is available. None the less, most of us are faced with the fact that Daily Nebraskan feom4-4i pasters TRI-KfHOkf tIMr nvtm, Kcwe n-&f Mm IIZM Mo at Uaean fit far whmi that cam ate be ertstacl. kmoai'a reuedsf . 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Business Staff tacas Hanaear i. L. SrfeiMmtt aookkeeasr Refer Bere: TmimMtm Osostfi'l Ads Made Ulrkfei thilMcnptlna tfanacr Jus fenatmaaj Ctrcolstwa tfaa asxrs Him PsvHka. Huk Dorsn; A4verUu)( BrantafnUuvas K( Utvrm, 4M Davis, titeoa yrieedi. Diner (ituiiiaU, Dm Lik, Tea. SfanCaMr. one day we may be stars on "A 5:30 War," whether it is on our own street or the streets of a nameless village in Vietnam. Only the setting has changed, the plot is still the same. When disorder arises there should be someone to halt ft oa the street la front of your bouse or half way around the wstid. The participants In the struggle for peace and against aggression deserve an applause for having the guts to act rather than flop in front of a TV and inhale suds like a vegetable and cringe at the sights of reality. I myself am not exactly thrilled with the idea of being drafted and would much rather live for my country than die for it but would also prefer to live in a land of the free than to die like a vegetable at the hands of the aggressor. J.B. inniinnieinitaFj Dan Looker . . Re-evaluation is in order Alas, what's the world coming to? Even obscenties are no longer held sacred but are painted on demonstrators' placards, printed in underground' papers, and spoken on the avant guard stage. Though Nebraska is still relatively puritanical. University freshmen have traditionally fount themselves slipping into a more violent vocabulary than the folks back home would sanction after living on campus for a few months. AFTER BEING around here for over three years now, there's only one four-letter word that still bothers me. The word is THEM (and its other forms they, those, their). That word should probably be removed from all respectable dictionaries. It's definitely the most evil word I know of. The use of this gross term occurs when people separate into groups and start to look at other groups as being basically different. Before Ion the group starts talking about "them" in a tone reserved for all of Rosemary's baby's friends. It occurs when university students live cloistered around their classrooms in dorms apart from the community and, of course, the community soon begins talking about "those students!" It occurs when most black Americans live in one section of town, apart from the whites, ant then the whites are raised talking about "those Negroes!" or "I've got nothing against THEM, BUT . . ." It ocenrs when most of the wealthier member, of a community live in one neighborhood, so'-h as Piedmont and then others drive through 't wondering how "those rich people could stand t live In a house that big?" (knowing it wouldn't be that hard). It occurs when students congregate in a buildini called the Union and when most of the ad ministrators work in a building just across the street but both buildings are miles apart. There is a word which counteracts all the ba I effects of THEM. It's that beautifull expression US (and we, ours, etc.). The world is beautiful because it's a truth, not a fallacy, but an often forgotten fact that all of us are basically alike. To some extent, we are all a little bit selfish, insecure, and stupid. The radicals of today are the conservatives of tomorrow and the conservatives in the older gen erations have forgotten their more rebellious davs. The time is coming when all human-types like you and I will have to pull together or we'll become a race of more intelligent but equally defunct dinosaurs. FOR SEVERAL years now, world health of ficials have been predicting mass starvation with:n the next few decades. Biafra may seem horrible today, but wait a generation and then open your eyes, if you can. Children will be starving all over the globe in the poorer countries while other children will be growing up well-fed but dying in the poiscn air of the "advanced" nations. Instead of dealing with a catastrophe that IS (not may be) coming our way, we're busy throwing around terms like "yipt ks and hippies," "radicals", and "fascist pigs." We're too busy to worry about tomorrow, we've got to worry about "them." The University of Swamp Plink! Plink! Plink! Plink! Plink! Plink! By God what's that? It's coming down, It's wet as beer and on the ground, It's in the air it's everywhere Ye Gods they call it rain. By God what's that? Now floating nigh, My quiz instructor let him by. The water comes but no one cares, A classroom without mud is scarce, When will it ever stop? By God what's that? You know damn well, The water now has drenched out hell. If something isn't done and soon. We'll have no "Crib" but a "Lagoon." So ends the saga and my story, Of students who went down in glory, Of where they are no one can say, One by one they floated away. Stuart Miller
