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Advertising rates furnished on re quest. Our address: The Battalion, 216 Reed McDonald, Texas A&M University, College Station, TX 77843-4 111. Second class postage paid at College Station, TX 77843. POSTMASTER: Send address changes to The Battalion, 216 Reed McDonald, Texas A&M University, College Station TX 77843-4111. Kingwood is all wet Kingwood High School officials need more than life preservers to save face after going overboard in disciplinary action. The school barred valedictorian Mike Woosley from graduation ceremonies Tuesday after he and other students surprised a favorite teacher by hiring a female stripper to perform during physics class. An administrator prevented the stripper from baring all, and no real harm was done — until the school suspended Woosley and told him he could not deliver his valedictory address. The young man, who had worked for years to earn the right to speak before his class, and earned an A-plus average in the process, made a mistake in the timing of an innocent prank. Granted, he deserved to be punished — he admitted so himself— but the six days of suspension that preceded the commencement served as punishment enough. Denying Woosley the right to speak is unfair to him, to his classmates and to his family. Woosley says students who have been in trouble for fighting, using drugs and carrying weapons have been allowed to graduate while he is being barred from the ceremony. Obviously, school officials approve of students being superachievers, but only if the students can achieve while conforming to Puritanical values. America not ready for Simon's bow ties I have no idea who is going to win the Democratic nomination for president in 1988 at the convention in Atlanta, but I know for sure who isn’t. Gary Hart, for obvious reasons, and Sen. Paul Simon of Illinois, for this reason: Lewis Grizzard Senator Simon wears a bow tie, and I simply don’t think America is ready for a presidential candidate, much less a president, who wears bow ties —especailly in the 1980s. I think of bow ties and I think of Jimmy Olson, cub reporter for the Daily Planet in the old Superman TV series. And didn’t Mr. Peepers wear bow ties? If not, he should have. Bow ties have come back into fashion over the past several years and a number of my friends are wearing them, but, although they are good friends, I don’t think any of them could win the nomination either. Bow ties, for one thing, make men who wear them lool like they have square heads. Next time you see Sen. Simon on television notice how square his head looks. Do you think the Russians could have respect for a man with a square head? Could Congress? You see a man wearing a bow tie whose head looks square, and you immediately think, “What sort of vacuum cleaners does this man sell?” Also, it’s a real pain to tie a bow tie, and I assume Paul Simon’s bow ties aren’t the clip- on type. If they are, then that’s another reason he’s not going anywhere in the presidental race. A man who wears a clip-on bow tie probably rolls his socks down to his ankles, too, like your grandfather did. A man that has to get up every morning of his life and wrestle with tying a bow tie probably is completely worn out by the time he is finished dressing and won’t be worth a dime the rest of the day. I’m not certain you can completely trust a man who wears a bow tie either. What are his motives for doing such a thing? Is he trying to make a fashion statement? Or is he trying to make you think he’s some sort of harmless dufus so you’ll think you’re getting a swell deal on the used Plymouth he’s selling you? Neckwear says a lot about a man. You know not to get involved in antying with a man who wears even a single gold chain around his neck. This sort of man will try to talk you into going to work for him selling encyclopedias door to door. A man with more than one gold chain around his neck probably is named Vito, smokes menthol cigarettes and is in the import business in Miami. Also, beware of men in turtleneck sweaters (they could be terrorists, or,‘worse, dentists), Nehru jackets (unless they’re riding elephants), or beads. (This ain’t Club Med, Jack.) I hope Sen. Simon gets this message and either drops out of the race before he wastes a lot of money or gets himself a regular tie like the other candidates, who are a bunch of squareheads, too, but have learned to hide it. Copyright 1987, Cowles Syndicate \Vednes Opinion June 1QUS1 school val J'|esda\ s ■iii( ipai - u US' jus vi|t his ph ■Baimci appeal ed thtre wen nifut hove ■Mike W z I'oi six da) " pining as Klngwooc tioned the ini her clc B"\\'e ha ulu hei s < tiled him ■y. “It taken "i Bong to i Ijiever tri ‘Indivk Bl-expre THE BGTS OF SUMMER -v. | » v- have to se yon i sell I Janvone el islahout - read — in ■ School said olfic that stmU Reagan, betrayed like Lee Hart, is spouse in politics BREN The way the administration tells it, President Reagan is the Lee Hart of the Iran- contra affair. At home in the White House, he was the policy personification of the betrayed spouse. • and never understood that the money was going for the purchase of arms. He thought funds were being raised to buy time for television commercials. Once again, no one told him differently. Richard Cohen Huge amounts of money were being raised for the contras, foreign governments were asked to give at the office, couriers whisked around Washington keeping contra leaders on the dole, an attempt was made to ransom the hostages in Lebanon and all the time the President of the United States knew nothing about any of this. Have to work late again, Ollie dear? In the tradition of the Washington wife, Reagan affirms his epic ignorance of what was going on. Repeatedly, he says he can’t wait for the congressional hearings into the Iran-contra affair to tell him what happened in his own White House. Sometimes, as with the solicitation or offer of $2 million a month from King Fahd of Saudi Arabia, he has to check his diary to refresh his recollection. Without it, he can’t remember a meeting with a head of state who dresses like the singer, Prince, and later offers $24 million annually to the President’s favorite charity. Robert C. McFarlane, a ponderous and creaky witness for whom truth is a loose football, says he met with the President “dozens of times” to discuss the contras. But somehow Reagan never realized his own aides were — maybe illegally — f unding and directing an insurgency in Nicaragua. The President met with big-givers in the White House Outside the situation room of the White House, Oliver North met with his gung-ho courier, the smirky Robert W. Owen. Owen wrote memos and letters in a code a child could have deciphered. Weapons were called “toys,” he himself was code-named “TC” (The Courier) and North was given the monicker “Steelhammer.” Amazingly, congressional investigators broke this code. But, just as amazingly, the President never knew that North was running the contra war from inside the White House. Owen met North there to receive his cash or traveler’s checks and even had the assistance of White House aide Johnathan Miller. Within an hour of being implicated, Miller resigned. He can expect a modest pension and a fan note from Reagan. the world they had been upto.Atr | time did Reagan accuse them of cheating on him, of putting his administration in peril, of possibly I breaking the law, of keeping him ini dark. Like a political wife, hesakHitl would stand by his men. works oi Cnunl\ indk tme 1 ik'si la\ I Of tht 21 had I Tuesday (barges, ■ "\Vc ( ( at nes s ■ A :ct past 10 The inattention, disengagement at times, ignorance of Ronald Reaf — now the stuff of legends — certified!™ 11 ' mu< the naifs of the Tower commission ft seems to have sleep-walked through critical portion of his presidency, establishing such a sorry record that is excused from knowing what’s minimally expected of other Presidi Oh, the poor President! While so many in his own administration were skulking around the law, he was blissf ully ignorant. He referred to the contra leaders as “the moral equivalent of our Founding Fathers” when one of them was hinting that unless he got some money, he would go over to the Sandinistas. Owen met the man in Washington and passed the money in a parked car. How was the President to know he was talking about the moral equivalent of Ivan Boesky and that the contras were fighting on commission? But on the issue of anti-comtnuusi the President has the energy and of an adolescent. His obsession wasi remains, the Nicaraguan Sandinte and just this week he again calledfoi; continued support of the contras. Despite the fact that a lieutenant colonel, relying on the charity of strangers, kept this enemy at bay,tl President sees them as a threat toaDi Central America and, for good measure, a piece of Texas. Sometimes the stereotypical statement of the political wife reflect!] touching sincerity. But sometimes,a with Lee Hart’s, it begs somequestij — such as, behavior aside, why wasn 1 her husband home with her on the weekends? Questions like thatraisei f urther question — one ofcomplicit' is the same with Reagan. McFarlane, talking like a rundown phonograph, says the President has called him twice since news of the Iran- contra affair was made public. North, too, got his phone call, the one in which he was informed that he was an American hero. Neither time, it seems, did the President ask either man what in 1 lis proclaimed ignorance of avat j enterprise that was in consonance" his ideology and justified byhisrhc is difficult to accept. In the end,it® i well turn out that he was not, liketl cuckolded spouse, the last to know was us. Copyright 1987, Washington Post Wri0 Group m - nimi || II n b 1 ✓ 1 i 1 1 in m i V u Mail Call 1 Not the Love Boat EDITOR: I found the “motor vs canoe” analogy of Mr. Brown and Mr. Hendf : mostly inapplicable and ridiculously simplistic. It is not remotely “a parallelof crimination in our society.” No one argues that minorities have been severely handicapped by past" 1 injustices. However, I doubt that few, if any, Americans entering the work today or presently struggling up the corporate ladder ever contributed teas' which mandated individuals of varying capabilities based on their race. The challenge is to correct these past inequities in a manner which isam* to all “racers” including, perish the thought, white males. To now mandate tin 1 norities will “make up for lost distance” by arbitrarily “displacing the rulingnWf ty” is a grossly discriminatory solution no matter how well-meaning theorigii' tentions. A couple of age-old sayings come to mind: “Two wrongs don’t make ail and “You can’t have it both ways.” I submit that most applications of Affiri" Action are an attempt to do just this. Of course, with their logic, or lack thereof, I suppose Mr. Brown and Mi derson will now conclude that I and others who share these views are “raff 1 cers.” Daryl G. Parma ’78 Letters to the editor should not exceed 300 words in length. The editorial staff reserves the right to edit W ,r , and length, hut will make every effort to maintain the author's intent. Each letter must he signed and rmisti'- classification, address and telephone number of the writer.