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Thursday, November 1, 1934 Pago 4 Daily Nebraskan clitoris! Daily M o epublican Nancy Hoch says a vote against her is a vote against President Reagan. For that and a number of other reasons, including the fact that her opponent is infinitely more experienced and in tune with Nebraska's needs, the Daily Ne braskan is endorsing Sen. Jim Exon for the U.S. Senate. Hoch's big advertising push is tagged on the hopes she can ride Reagan's coattails to victory. It implies she would be a rubber stamp for a man whose policies are not geared toward Nebraska's most imortant constituents the small farmer. Exon is a middle-of-the-road Democrat. He represents the best interests of most Nebraskans, and we think his experience as gov ernor of the state for two terms, and as a senator, make him the obvious choice. Exon's voting record, although very conservative for a Democrat, shows he is not anybody's rubber stamp. He is independent and crosses bipartisan lines when he thinks it's right. An example of Exon's good judgment in his stand on the deplorable MX missile. He opposes it. The MX is useless as a deter rent if placed in current Min uteman silo3. Originally, the MX would have been protected from a pre-emptive strike by a number of strange schemes. It would be even more asinine and redund ant if deployed in current silos, already pre-targeted by the Soviets. Hoch, like Reagan, supports the MX. She would also support Rea gan's cuts in social programs. Exon would be much more sup portive of those programs. Exon would serve Nebraskans well for another six years. We urge you to vote for him on Nov. 6. Feisty candidate Bauer deserves House seat Rep. Doug Bereuter says he votes "100 percent agriculture." While Bereuter votes, however, his farming constituents are going broke in record numbers. Nebra ska's banks are failing. The congressman's heart may be in the right place, but his "100 percent agriculture" votes are not helping. Enter Monica Bauer, pastor at Plymouth Congregational Church in Crete. Bauer got tired of hear ing her friends and neighbors complain about low prices and failing farms. The pastor now wants Bereuter's seat. Bauer's campaign has been feis ty, though filled with faux pas. She has been criticized for her television ads. The ads insinuate that Bereuter is out of touch with his district, that he doesn't know its real problems. Bereuter's problems aren't that he is out of touch. They are prob lems of ideology. Chalk up Bau er's campaign problems to inex perience and lack of funds. Bereuter outspent Bauer almost 3'6 to 1 in the campaign. Much of that money comes to Bereuter's coffers from Political Action Com mittees. If anyone is worried about Bauer's religion affecting her poli tics, one has only to look at the PACs behind Bereuter. Bauer's inexperience, which hasn't helped in her campaign, is seen as another minus. When he went to Congress for the first time, Bereuter wasn't the same man he is today. A new represen tative for District 1, a representa tive with a non-jaundiced eye toward the public, may be what the district needs. Bauer's support of the Mon dale tax increase is also a mark in her favor. The perception that the wealthy people in the United States earned their way to the top is severely flawed. There are people who gained wealth after a childhood of pov erty and inconvenience. But they are rare exceptions. Most people in abject poverty will never see their way out of the slums. Rea gan's supply side tax cuts dont help them at all. Reagan's ision of people rising from whatever background, avis ion shared by Bereuter, is blurred. Reagan and Bereuter see only the upper middle class, the Harvard set. Bauer's basic sense of economic justice, her enthusiasm and feist iness, and her deep feeling for the plight of Nebraska's farmers make her the Daily Nebraskan's choice Nov. 6. Jeff Browne Daily Nebraskan Senior Editor t? ti Daily n EDITOR GENERAL MANAGER PRODUCTION MANAGER ADVERTISING MANAGER NEWS EDITOR ASSOCIATE NEWS EDITORS COPY DESK SUPERVISOR CHAIRPERSONS PROFESSIONAL ADVISER ChritWftlsch, 472-1768 DmM Shaft!! Kitty Policky Tom Bymt taichteia Thuman Kevin Wamckt Ktma Sodtrbtrg S!aei Thomas Vlckl Ruhi NIckFolty. 478-0275 Angela NiWld, 475-4331 Don Walton, 473-7391 The Daily Nebraskan (USPS 144-080) is published by the UNL Publica tions Board Monday through Friday in the fail and spring semesters and Tuesdays and Fridays in the summer sessions, except during vacations. Readers are encouraged to submit story idaas and comments to the Daily Nebraskan by phoning 472-2588 between 9 a.m. and 5 p.m. Monday through Friday. The public also has eccess to the Publications Board. For informa tion, call Nick Foley. 476-0275 or Angela Nietfield. 475-4S31. Postmaster Send address changes to the Daily Nebraskan, 34 Nebraska Union. 1400 R St.. Lincoln. Neb. 63583-0448. ALL HATEP.iAL COPYRIGHT 1IS4 DAILY KSBRASXAN ll 1 I iili I llllllii "ili il i V i liW frHrAi ( 1 M I' l W bacon. Out fprf Soc f JV J H f f J 'VT w.7?a Removing grass stains not always priority Mi Wsip oms are wonderful, arent they? I got me a dandy mom useful for all sorts of things. Besides, she loves me and looks good standing beside my dad it's a set. But, Mom, if you're listening, I gotta tell ya, you didn't turn out like I thought you would. No, don't give me that, I watch TV and you aint nuthin' like them TV moms. ?ty James A. A Fussell Not that I'm complaining, vou were a good Mom still are but just once it wouldve been nice to see you fuss over the whiteness of my gym socks with the passionate dedication of tnose 1 v moms. I mean, you didn't even try. Mom. not once did you go ask our neighbor how . .mm sne got out ner stubborn grass stains and ground-in dirt. Talk about embarrassing. All right. Mom. I miess I'm not being fair. You didnt expect mat much if om your mom. But then, you didnt crow ud with TV. I did. And you limited my TV nme, ana mat was smart. But, golly Bob Howdv. look what moms are up against to- Gay. Kids cant do without their magic box. It's babysitter, friend. entertainer and teacher. It also provides the standard against which today's moms will be Look how an average .1 vpnr old, who watches an .wran nf eight hours of TV a day, must envision Mom s average day. The day begins with Mom bounding spritefully out of bed in full make-up, looking radiant after a Sealy Posturpedic night, not a hair out of place. Delightfully she dances down stairs and whips up Brown-N-Serve sausages, Bisquick pan cakes, Quaker Instant Oatmeal, four different kinds of orange juice, Malto Meal, Spaghetti-O's, and serves them with Hostess donuts, 13 brands of dry cereal, toast, Flintstones vitamins.Pop Tarts and six pots of coffee. Just when Mom sits down to rest, wouldn't you know it, the family mutt, covered with mud, runs through the living room. Mom gives chase, of course, catches the mutt and manages to throw him into a tub full of suds. Then Mom sighs and slogs through a well-deserved glass of cold, refreshing milk. Mmmmm good. "Ding, dong," Marge from across the street pops by to unburden herself of her mid morning dingy-laundry blues. After fixing Marge's laundry, Mom excuses herself upon hear ing tiny, anguished cries for help coming from the bathroom. It was Banner, the talking toilet paper. It was all dark in the closet and he was lonely. Out of the bathroom window, Mom catches a glance of Mrs. Smug next door hanging out her whiter whites. Ooooooo, that infuriates Mom. She storms out of the bathroom in a huff. Marge is gone. "Rrrrriiinnnnnggggg. " It's Robert Young. "Hey, Mom, why so tense? You should be drink ing Sanka." Click. "Ding dong," Midge next door pops by to unburden herself of her feminine protection blues. Sorry, Mom can't talk now, she's gotta go talk to her clogged sink. "Ding dong," it's the back door. Mavis from down the block peps by to unburden herself of her mid-morning Johnny has-a-1 C3-degree-temperature blues. The dog, the neighbors, aaauuugghh. Mom slips into a three-hour Calgon bath. She's out. She stoops to pour a cup of General Foods Interna tional coffee for her daughter, who has magically appeared on the couch. They warble on about how nice it is to have time to chat in private. Twenty minutes go by; all they talk about is the coffee. "Ding dong," Mindy from up the street pops by to un burden herself of her mid morning drab-wardrobe blues. Mom says OK, but only if Mindy will help Mora with her gigantic toilet bowl, which has begun to get rather unruly in recent weeks. Mindy tells Mom not to be bullied by her bowl and heads stiff-upper-lipped into the bath room. Meanwhile, Mom goes shop ping. She squeezes the Charmin, and, whattaya know, meets Meadowlark Lemon of the Har lem Globetrotters, who, natural ly, is rebounding a stray Char min and hooking it into his grocery cart On the way home, Mom stops and has a picnic. She happens by Annettee Funicello, who is lounging by a table full of enough sweets to set a dentist's check book to dancin'. Mom speaks to Annette like an old chum. Mom's kids get too many sweets, she tells Annette. As luck would have it, Annette has the answer. Mom leaves with four jars of Skippy. Back home. Oven cleaning time. Mom,ever the courageous warrior against grit and grime, dons a tethered, cast-iron div ing helmet and precedes to clean the oven, safe from those nasty fumes. "Ding dong," Molly pops over to unburden herself of her nua morning constipation b!u?s Mom sends her away with a box of the family friend On second thought, Mom, gray gym socks weren't all that baa.