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Both Sides of It The Liberal and Conservative View of Issues Monday, April 20, 1970 KOKOMO (Ind.) TRIBUNE 5 William F. Buckley Jerry Rubin Is Destroying Self A I do not care about the depravities of Jerry Rubui, who is one of the tost souls sentenced at toe Chicago conspiracy trial, except that he is a fellow human being, bent on destroying himself preferably in cinemascope. But I do care very much that Jerry Rubin should have found a ponderer this side of the underground. Mr. Rubin's book is called "Do It!" Do what? Well, whatever you like provided it involves enormous amounts of drugs, sex, protests, obstructionism, ob- scentiy, and the killing of non-member oi the sect, hereinafter called pigs Mr Rubin went all the way to Algeria to get an introduction for his book from Eldridge Cleaver.

He could not have gone to a more appropriate person to open the gates to Mr. Rubin's lower intestine for the long long passage ahead. Mr. Cleaver, the spiritual leader of the Black Panthers, urges that "the people" "rise up and kill pigs and destroy their power." From his asylum in Algeria (he is wanted by the courts in California to resume bis sentence for rape), he recalls as the sweetest moment of his politically active life, the shoot-out at Oakland when "the shadow of death was created by the blaze leaping from the barrel of a gun. A pig white lay dead, deep fried in the fat of his own the hyphens are mine.

Rubin's book has only the single virtue that it confirms the hypocrisy of many of the activists. He reveals quite unabashedly that their campaigns are often based on consciously invented Max Lerner lies. "Our tactic was exaggeration. Everything was the the most His use of obscenity is so witless as really to all but drive it out of fashion. One things of Norman Mailer's "Why Are We in Vietnam," and is tempted to advocate legislation that will forbid printed obscenity by those who, if one may say so, debase it.

The book is filled with drawings and photographs of porcine nudes who could not have qualified to pose for Sunshine and Health. They all took like Jerry Rubin, and one begins to suspect that in those circles the love is free because they couldn't possibly sell it. So much for Rubin. What about the extinguished firm of Simon and Schuster? Listen to what is printed on the back jacket by the publishers. "This book will become a Mototov cocktail in your very hands." (Who wants a Molotov cocktail in his very hands?) "Jerry Rubin has written the Communist Manifesto of our era." (if that's the case Hair! is the Paradise Lost of our era, and our era may as well give up.) "This book is the most important political statement made by a white revolutionary in America today.

Do It! is" to be danced to. Read aloud. Studied, Memorized, Debated. Burned. Swallowed Eaten.

But most important, after living through the experience of this book, take its final advice: Do It!" The promotion editor who wrote that, you see, tries to swing by using the words' "swallowed, eaten." A limp performance, which does nol dispose of.the problem of having counseled the readers to do it above all to do it, doing it being: the destruction of oneself, of other human beings, of free institutions, of any sense of order and goodness and restraint. It is not to come out for censorship to wonder at the sponsorship of this book. Though arguments very sound arguments could certainly be mustered for suppressing a book which incides to sedition, and arson, and killing, and which is guilty of criminally libelous charges against named individuals, my own disposition would have been against suppressing these pages of human and political ordure. But I want my dirty pictures sold to me by dirty little men and hidden in Russian easier eggs. Not passed out ceremoniously by men and women who pride themselves on their contributions to thought and literature and who regularly publish great tracts of prose devoted to the maintenance of humane standards.

So, Simon and Schuster will make themselves a hundred grand or so from the publication of this book, forever reminding us of Lenin's wry dictum that when the last of the bourgeois is hanged, a capitalist will sell the rope I shall think of Simon and Schuster when I think of Jerry Rubin, as no doubt will the estates of Bertram) Russell and Winston Churchill, and Charles de Gaulle and Malcolm Muggeridge and Joseph.Atsop, who no doubt will wonder at the company they keept. Man Is At The Mercy Of Error NEW YORK-What was I doing glued to that TV screen like a zombie with the blood drained out of me? From 10:30 to 2:30 on that first night of trouble, when saner men were sleeping the sleep of the orderly, I watched the idiot box as if, by sheer will, I could mesmerize the TV reporter into telling us that all was well, in the best of all possible spaceships, on the best of all possible moon probes. I couldn't, and he didn't. But what was wrong with me--and with millions of others? Didn't we know that space is for the birds and the squares and that no self-respecting sophisticate would be caught dead watching Apollo on its self-appointed round? Yes, we had all played the game of apathy up to that moment. We had a measure of ennui as normal men pursuing our daily abnormalities and our massive trivia, confident that Apollo 13 was just one more sure-thing deployment of what man has already proved he can do.

The flight reports had to compete for newspaper space and were slipping into the inside pages. Then came the mystery Bang, when the power in the command ship got knocked out, and suddenly with it the smug props of self-assurance got knocked out from under us. The astro-- nauts were no longer either three invincible heroes or three stooges for the Establishment, but quite simply three human beings caught in space a quarter- million miles from home with dwindling water, air, power and the very real chance that they might go shooting off into nothingness forever. Through the plight of our proxies, whom we had sent out there into space, we caught a glimpse of how perilous man's whole enterprise is, how tragic, in fact, his whole existence in this shaky cosmos that runs by laws until you hit the unexplainable. We had treated the whole Apollo 13 venture too cavalierly while it was clearly a success story.

It required the threat of failure and disaster to jolt us into some perspective. So we settled down to watch the suspense story during that long night, and since then, and listen to the outlandish jargon of space engineering and put on the double hat of Media Man and Technological Man. Despite my own total ignorance of technology, I have kept a vigil with the men at the Houston Space Center, responding not to their know-how--which I took on faith--but to their tension and anxiety. Watching the press conference presided over by the three top Apollo technicians on first night, 1 saw the strain on their faces as they struggled with the need to gloss over the telltale signs of weariness and worry and present a cool profile to the world. I am glad they didn't succeed in seeming wholly cool at such a moment.

We are still sweating out the life-and- death suspense story as I write this, with the rocket firings and refirings and with all the twists of hope and anxiety. Whatever the final outcome, the real story is about both the gifts and the limits of Technological Man. The gifts were apparent enough as the thousands of technicians at Houston used every resource to take the measure of the unexpected, to make the hard choice of alternative courses, to put together an emergency kit of new instructions and get them to the three men who were terribly alone as the world watched them. This was Technical Man at his best, but it didn't lessen my sense of the limits of technology. Technical Man is at the mercy both of human error and of mechanical failure and is therefore always on the margin of the tragic.

The plans we make and execute with the skills of the computer and its allies can never be any better than the decisions that human beings have to make at the start and--in the emergency--fill the way through. I have beard the earth called only a kind of spaceship, but this seems to me a reversal of the true roles: It was the spaceship--the Apollo 13--that was a tiny, mobile version of the earth, with a power failure and the shortage of water and a danger of polluted air and the erratic fortunes of communication and the image of three men having to read instruments with a flashlight in the darkness of the cabin. Even a spaceship which boasts of freeing itself from the earth's gravity still carries the cramped realities of the earth with it. There will be two sources of the spreading impulse to give up further space probes. One is that they cost too much money--unless we can slop the war we may well decide to cut down on space! The second is that it is too dangerous and involves men in an arrogant defiance of the more modest role he played before the rise of high technology.

This latter charge seems to me to apply more truly to men at war than man in space. If we are to rebuke man's swollen pride, let the rebuke come first on the battlefield. Mary Lou Talk About Self Can Bore Others Let me tell you about the dumbest thing I've done lately. 1 locked myself out of the house. One day a week or two ago, I decided to go out and get the mail.

This is ordinarily DO major project (thought I've been known to drive out when the weather is bad), but since I walk warily and slowly, that was the first morning I bad gone out to the mailbox since last November. I put a coat on over my nightclothes (don't ask me why I wasn't dressed? I just wasn't in the mood to hurry around) and with cane in hand, I tapped out to the box and back. That day the Mnail consisted of two boxholder fliers and one postcard from a Florida vac- Uooer. When I got back to the porch, I was rather tired and delighted that the short trip was over. And then I attempted to open the door.

I went over to the car and sat in it for a while wondering what to do. Should I continue to sit in the car and just hope when the breadwinner didn't get any answer on the phone, he would know something was wrong and would rush home? I eliminated that idea because if those were the thoughts behind his trip borne, he might drive too fast and be scared for nothing. Maybe someone left the downstairs tack door open, I thought. I went down the long night of steps and as I walked, I pondered the thought that were I to fall, how Jong wouM it be before somebody found me. I decided it would probably be when our youngest came home from school late in toe afternoon.

Idjdnt fall, and the door wasn't open. I down there on the stone wall and thought about what I could do. My solu- tion was to walk next door and visit my new neighbor. She had never had anyone knock on her back she was very hospitable and now we know erne another much better. Doesn't it make you mad to do dumb things like that? I learned two things which hopefully I will remember.

Never go get the mail unless completely dressed and always check to see if the door is locked. As I told this story to others, I beard some dandies about other people who had left home dishabille. (French for not completely dressed) One woman had taken her children to school. Her clothing consisted of nightgown, no robe. 'On the way home she ran out of gas.

When she went up to a house to ask to use the phone, the man who answered the door was pretty surprised to greet a young woman in her nightgown. Another woman who had driven her The Kokomo Tribune 300 N. Union St. Kofcomo, Indiana 46901 Evt-nirp edition; published aai i excep Saturday Saluraav SuMi edition Polished Second-class POSIS9C paid at Kokomo. Indiana.

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Someone else knew of an individual who had a wreck. My story seems pretty tame in comparison, but it seemed pretty hideous to me that morning. And therein lies another fact of life. What happens to us appears most important. We can hear a story about someone else and we may feel sorrow, pity, elation, or some other emotion.

But when it happens to us, or one of our family, it suddenly becomes the most important thing in the world. In fact, there is a tendency for some of us to talk about what happens to us and our family to such an extent that others don't get their fair share of the talking time. I'm sure you know some individuals that you have to fight to get your turn to talk. Which reminds me of something else: Do you know of anyone who talks "with" you? I know.several. As you are telling a story they chime in on the past few words.

They attempt to anticipate what you are saying and say it with you. It is a strange, strange feeling. seems to me that 1 have seen professionals do this. As you talk, they watch your lips and seem to speak almost simultaneously. I'm through talking; now it up to you.

By JUDY WE1DMAN The Second Coming of Christ has taken place. This was the message of Winston Evans, a Baha'i lecturer from Nashville, who was in Kokomo last week for a series of talks on the faith The coming of the Century Persian prophet, Baha'u'llah, is foretold in the books of all the world's revealed religions, claims Evans. "God reveals his will in every age in accordance with the needs and requirements of man in an ever changing world," Evans explained. "Doesn't this seem more reaonable than the belief that we've had the last word from God in the Bible or the Koran?" he asked. Jesus did not claim finality for his revelation, agrues Evans.

Indeed, the founder of Baha-i, Baha'u'llah, does not claim to be the final word either, according to Evans, though he does not expect a further revelation for another 4,000 years. Sensitive to the charge by Christians of a false prophet, Evans noted that Baha-u-Uah traded a life of comfort and ease for persecution and deprivation. False prophets want something for themselves, he said, adding that true prophets are never appreciated during their lifetime. Evans believes his trump cars on behalf of Baha-i is the disarray of theolo- gicans relative to the Second Coming of Christ. "All that liberal Christians can say with certainty is that the fundamentalists, with their literal expectations, are wrong," he said.

The liberals, he claims, have ignored the whole question of eschatotogy. The World Council of Churches meeting in Evanston, 111., in 1954, when delegates could not reach a vote on the question of the Second Coming, Evans feels was their last chance to speak meaningfully to modern men on this issue. "This brought them to the front door of the Baha'i Temple," said Evans. Evans indicated that he has gained entre to the studies of some of America's leading religious personalities, including Nels Ferre, E. Stanley Jones and Frank Laubach.

Former Episcopal Bishop James Pike, he revealed, expressed particular appreciation for the Baha'i concept of manifestation that prophets manifest or reflect the divine attributes of God For Christians, who, Evans said, are still arguing about the nature of Jesus whether he was God or man or a little of both this Baha'i concept is a real boon. "Baha'i is beginning to emerge from an era of obscurity," said Evans. He believes the faith is growing because the Naha'is have a pattern for future society. "Man is a spiritual being," be said. "Therefore, the true unity of mankind must come on the spiritual level.

You can't erradicate deep-seated hate and prejudice by passing laws. "But," he continued, "God has spoken again. There is a light to guide us through these dark times." (Baha-i principles include the oneness of mankind, a world government and a universal language, compulsory education for everyone, equality of men and women, and elimination of prejudice.) A popular speaker on college campuses, Evans says this is his favorite arena because college students are searching for a better understanding of the modern world and the forces shaping it. "They also want to know what we've got on life after death," he said. Evans feels that Baha'i has something to offer them in every aspect of faith and life.

He reports that a seminary convert said, "Now 1 understand how the rabbis felt about Jesus." A phenomenon which has developed just since the beginning of this year, according to Evans, is the rapid growth of the faith in the rural south among young blacks. FOR THE FIRST TOUCH OF SPRING Add The Freshness From Professional Dry Cleaning To Your Home ANY 5 PLAIN GARMENTS Kotcomo Tribune Founded TheKokomo Dispatch Founded 1 170 and Dispatch Founded Rummage Sate, bike, pool tafcle, washer and dryer, misc. 1306 S. Union. The Quality Service Particular People Prefer LONGS CLEANERS LAUNDERERS 401 S.

WASHINGTON OR PAIR) Baha'i Faith Explained i fer ex lanation Th ese people are not contaminated by for the situation except to say that Western materialism he explained mass conversions have occured in "They can respond ntuitively to many backward areas of the world, truth." Committees Announced By Greentown OFS GREENTOWN Mrs. Donald Miller, worthy matron, announced committees for the coming year at a meeting of the Greentown Chapter 195, Order of Eastern Star in the Masonic Temple. Committees named were: proficiency Mrs. James Little, Mrs. Raymond Clark, Mrs.

Chic Shrock, Ronald Simpson, Billy Zirkle and Chic Shrock- finance--Mrs. Phil Hood, Mrs. John Gi- herrich and Dale Fawcett; sickness and distress Mrs. Dale Fawcett, Mrs. Mildred Hannond and Mrs.

Larry Parsons; letters on sympathy Mrs Floyd Miller; relief Mrs. Donald Miller, Mrs. Floyd Miller, Mrs. Robert Smeltzer and Mrs. C.

C. Williams; publicity Mrs. James Tully, and by-laws revision Donald Miller, Mrs. Floyd Miller, Mrs. Robert Smeltzer and Delbert Bagwell.

Round-llp Club Meets Mrs. James King was hostess for a meeting of the Round-Up Club. She gave devotions, reading two poems, "The Making of Friends" and "A Prayer." The next meeting will be May 13 in the home of Mrs. William Rennaker. Wins Essay Contest Jeffrey Gritton, a ninth grade student at Eastern High School, won first place for his essay, "What Americanism Means to Me," in a district contest conducted by the American Legion Auxiliary.

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