The daily Nebraskan. ([Lincoln, Neb.) 1901-current, November 03, 1972, Page PAGE 4, Image 4

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    editorial
Difficult decision
With the preponderance of candidates
running for county judge, it becomes an
extremely difficult task to decide exactly
which two deserve the positions.
First of all, it is obvious that incumbent
Judge Ralph Slocum deserves to retain his
seat on the bench. Indications are that he has
performed his tasks exceedingly well within
the strict limitations of the county office.
And the experience he has in that position
automatically gives him the advantage over
other aspirants.
The other position, then, becomes even
harder to decide on, for all those vying for the
position seem to have individual merits and
experiences which would qualify them for a
judgeship. The main problem is finding the
one candidate who best could fill the
position, taking into account all past
experience and achievement.
Most frequently, the major work of the
county court seems to be involved with the
workings of estate settlement, including
adoption, inheritance taxation, probate, etc.
For this reason, Jeffre Cheuvront seems to be
best qualifed. Nearly half the cases in which
his law firm is involved are decisions having to
do with estates. Cheuvront has spoken at
probate sessions sponsored by the Nebraska
Bar Association, chaired the bar's section on
taxation, led the bar's Bridge-the-Gap
program and even written a portion of the
probate manual published by the state bar.
A top graduate of the UNL law school,
Cheuvront is a young 33 and a life-long
Lincoln resident, which may prove helpful in
comprehending problems specific to
Lancaster County and its youth.
Agreed, there are many qualified people
running for county judge this fall and
differentiation is difficult. But all indications
show that Cheuvront and Slocum probably
are the best two for the jobs.
Orme's the one
The Legislature is the place this year, it
seems, for races which force two candidates,
both of excellent quality, to battle for a single
seat. It's choosing between the better of two
goods for a change.
Such is definitely the case in the 29th
District where incumbent State Sen. Fern
Orme is facing another well-qualified
politician, Shirley Marsh.
Both are excellent candidates. Even so,
Orme's record qualifies her for continuance in
office.
For a good many years, Orme has proved a
true friend to the University's cause in the
Unicameral. Not long ago, it was she who
headed a campaign which ended in the
construction of the Women's Physical
Education Building.
While she can be counted on to closely
scrutinizeand debate University appropriation
requests, she also can be counted on to see
that the University receives its share of the
state dollar. In her position on the
Legislature's Budget Committee, she has more
than proven her ability to govern as well as
her interest in justice for all.
In this case, experience counts. Orme
deserves re-election.
Jim Gray
Agnew's
lovely
campaign
, arthuf
hoppe
...and win a trip to
Norman Rockwllaod!(
The loveliest campaign is being waged this year by the New
Mr. Spiro Agnew. The New Mr. Agnew is waging it in a place
called Norman Rockwell Land.
It couldn't be lovelier. Herewith, a first-hand, eye-witness
report:
Norman Rockwell land-Sprightly Jack Frost had waved his
magic wand to garb the kindly old New England elms in their
brilliant autumn finery.
Old Mother Nature, however, had played a little prank on
our candidate, sending a chilling rain to douse his outdoor
rally.
But golly, ai he moved on to the podium with the stately
grace of a real American clipper ship, he looked every inch a
candidate-not a silver hair out of place, not a spot on his
gleaming black shoes.
The apple-cheeked high school band in their red, white and
blue uniforms struck up "Hail, Columbia." And though the
freckled-faced youngsters were just a wee bit cold and wet and
bedraggled, they sure did put their hearts into it.
And, oh, how the crowd of good, decent, hard-working
Americans cheered and waved their home-made placards. The
placards said things like, "Please Save America!"
Of course not everybody, even in Norman Rockwell land, is
a good, decent, hard-working American. There are bad,
indecent, shiftless un-Americans, too. They are young people
who don't know any better.
The young people who didn't know any better chanted bad
things like, "One, two, three, four - no more Agnew, no more
war." And indecent, shiftless, un-American things like, "B-l-s-i-tl"
This offended everybody. Most offended were a group of
good, decent, hard-working Americans wearing green and
yellow hard hats. You could tell they were offended by such
bad language because of the expressions on their faces.
But a nice Secret Service man went up to the young people
and asked them please not to cause any trouble until our
candidate had left the rally. "After that, ha-ha," he said,
"you're on your own." Ha-ha.
Our candidate, though, didn't pay any attention to the bad
young people. Not at first. He put his hands in his pockets to
show he was being informal and told three jokes.
They were very nice jokes, fit for the Reader's Digest. One
was about a black cat who was nervous because our candi
date's opponent had crossed its path. Gosh, how the crowd
loved that I
And, do you know, our candidate carefully changes his
jokes twice a day, just like his always-crisp shirts. He even
meets several times a week with his staff, which includes Bob
Hope's nephew, to think them up. It shows how much he
cares.
Nor does our candidate ever raise his voice, not ever-not
even when he paused in mid-speech to tell the bad, young
people chanting, "B-l-s-i-t" that "I got your name, but I didn't
really get your occupation." Gosh, how the crowd really loved
thatl
Then our candidate resumed telling the crowd how he felt
America is "a great nation," no matter what others might say.
And how he, personally, would never crawl on his knees to
Hanoi or legalize marijuana or coddle criminals or bus our
little children vast distances-no matter what his opponents
were for.
Wow, how the good, decent, hard-working Americans
cheered and cheered. Then our candidate got back on his plane
and soared up into the jolly old sky from Norman Rockwell
land.
tr AnLa ?lf hour ,ater we were New York City.
(Copyrijt Chronica Publlthlng Co. 1972) "irvwuy.
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daily nebraskan
friday, november 3, 1972
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