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Page 4 (•Hrdrn C.il\ Telegram Kriilm. \<»rmb«T 18. Editorial Miracle Worker Needed Kansas State is looking for a new football coach who can turn things around at Manhattan. Only miracle workers need apply. Ellis Rainsberger tried, but couldn't make a silk purse out of a sow's ear. This was one of those years when everything went wrong, on and off the gridiron. Early in the year, some K-State football players were charged in a dormitory rape incident. Then came the well-publicized strike by 21 disenchanted freshmen players, and, finally the coup de grace — the wholly inexplicable attempt by Rainsberger to conceal the identity of two players in a meaningless junior varsity game. That incident blew up in his face and hastened announcement of his departure. The still unanswered question is why Rainsberger would resort to such deception, knowing there was no way he could get away with it. Well, given the pressure put on K-State coaches, he could plead temporary insanity. Does K-State football have a future? Obviously it needs a massive tranfusion of talent, but it's problems are not incurable. It has a hard core of loyal supporters and some who are willing to dig deep in their jeans to bring a winning tradition to Manhattan. Part of the problem is obvious: losers do not attract winners. Kansas State has been the football doormat so long it has very little appeal to talented players — especially those who need the national spotlight to help with professional careers. When a football program is ridiculed nationally, as K-State's has been, it doesn't help attract blue-chip athletes. But hope springs eternal in the human breast. K-State can hope for change, knowing that its football fortunes are bound to improve. When you are on the bottom, there's only one way to go. Conservative View Humphrey-Hawkins: Still Bad By JAMES J. KILPATRICK WASHINGTON - All of a sudden, the Humphrey- Hawkins bill is back in the news, and if you want a piece of bad news, that's it. No matter how this misguided proposition is watered down or prettied up, it remains pure folly. In the friendliest possible fashion, out of deference to its principal sponsor, the bill ought to be permanently shelved. The Humphrey-Hawkins bill is the brainchild of Senator Hubert H. Humphrey of Minnesota and Congressman Augustus F. Hawkins of California. In its original form, as presented to the 94th Congress two years ago, the bill proposed an elaborate blueprint for centralized government planning and control. Ostensibly the idea was to get unemployment down to a level of 3 percent, chiefly by invoking grandiose schemes of public employment; in actuality, the idea was to create a vast bureaucracy with massive powers over the entire economy. In its revised form, born again from political necessity, the bill is superficially more palatable. The most objectionable features of the original proposal have been deleted; a nice passage has been added, to treat the theme of inflation. Economic goals are now stated more realistically. Greater emphasis has been placed upon the needs of black youth. And it's still a deplorable bill. It cannot be transformed into a good bill. Nothing will improve it. As a sagacious old Virginia legislator used to say, this year's version is the same old 'coon with another rind around his tail. Even in its remodeled form, the Humphrey-Hawkins bill embraces all the bankrupt notions of conventional liberalism. Let me dwell upon the most fallacious notion. This is the notion that in a free society, the most fundamental forces of human nature and of the marketplace can be successfully manipulated by the power of government. It simply is not so. In a totalitarian society, the notion will work. It may work badly — in the Soviet Union, it plainly has worked badly — but it cannot work within the context of a free society. We keep tinkering with bits and pieces. The recent minimum wage bill offers one example. Temporarily, many bottom- rung workers will appear to benefit. Before long, the inflationary impact will be felt on everyone. The Humphrey-Hawkins approach holds the prospect of infinitely greater disaster than a minimum wage bill. No matter how its purpose is camouflaged, the sole idea of Humphrey-Hawkins is to impose The Plan. The sponsors cling to the naive notion — the foolish, simplistic notion — that a few bureaucratic wise men, once placed in high office in the federal govern- ment, can devise a Plan that will bring us an economic millennium. The sponsors think in terms of an annual Full Employment and Balanced Growth Plan. In theory the Plan would apply only to government programs, but the theory has no meaning; federal power is now locked so tightly into the structure of private economic activity that any presidential proposal, if enacted, must affect the private sector. In its original form, Humphrey-Hawkins would have required that the federal budget be shaped to achieve the stated economic goals. Under the revised version, no substantive powers of enforcement appear to be proposed. But if this is so, the bill becomes a nullity. It would amount to little more than a hearty recital of so many New Year's resolutions. Presumably, everyone favors less inflation and more employment. If Humphrey- Hawkins were no more than a windy assertion of good intentions, it could be passed by acclamation on Monday and forgotten on Tuesday. The bill is not so sweetly innocent. Sad to say, we are hearing in Washington a sales pitch of desperation. The bill must be passed, we are told, as a tribute to the ailing Senator Humphrey. He is one of the most loved statesmen of this century. He suffers inoperable cancer. While there is yet lime, it is suggested, the bill should be passed in his honor. Nonsense! A worse reason for passing a major bill scarcely could be imagined. There is now being established in Minneapolis a Hubert H. Humphrey Institute of Public Affairs. If those who want to honor a beloved American will throw their money and their energy into the institute, that will be memorial enough. We ought not to remember a very good man through a very bad bin. AN ADVERTISEMENT from a fancy clothing store perplexes us. It goes: "Mink. One of life's great lessons in the fine art of accepting pleasure." • IF YOU are into buying all kinds of food books, you won't want to miss "Dog & Cat Good Food Book" by Dr. Terri McGinnis, a California veterinarian who is promoting better nutrition for pets by way of common sense — and an evaluation of pet food products. • ON HER way into Garden City last week Joyce Libra, venereal disease control specialist for the state, chatted on her CB with a couple of truck drivers. What did they talk about after they found out what line of work the young woman was in? VD, of course. Ms. Libra admitted that other CBers listening in might have been a bit surprised at the conversation, but she feels she did a good bit of VD education en route. The truckers asked questions and she had the answers. • WHEN A person shows up with a black eye, the usual question is "how does the other guy look?" A woman we know has been limping around because of three broken toes, and she reports that nearly everyone assumes that she got them by "kicking the dog." (She didn't; she stubbed them on a rocking chair rocker). She thinks a lot of people are remembering back a number of years when this town's Bob Wells broke a toe when he kicked his dog, he said. • SCOTT CITY Chronicle editor Bill and Lucy Boyer were married 13 years ago on Friday, Nov. 13, their lucky day. Garden City Telegram Published daily excepl Sundays anu New Year's day. Memorial day. Independence day. Thanksgiving day. Labor day and Christmas. Yearly by The Telegram Publishing Company 275-7105 310 North 7th Street Garden City, Kansas 67846 Second class postage has been paid in Garden City. Kan. Publication Identification Number 213600 AFTER JUST 90 DAYS Jim Bishop: Reporter Public Pulse Jesus Made New Wine God said strong drink is raging. Wine is a mocker. If you are deceived by it, you are not wise. (Prov. 20:1). The Lord never changes. His word is the same today. His word endures forever. He said "Look now on the wine when it is red, when it moves itself aright in the cup." (Prov. 23:31). That is a commandment. 1. There Is New 'Wine And There Is Old Wine. The old wine is fermented. Pour it out into a cup and it will move itself aright. Jesus said if you put new wine into old bottles, it would ferment, move itself aright and break the bottles (Matt. 9:17). 2. Wine Is New When It Comes Out Of The Wine Press. A Loud Knock on the Door Fred Brooks John Frazier Le Koy Allman Editor Managing Editor Ad and Business Manager TERMS OF SUBSCRIPTION By carrier a month in Garden City. (2.67 plus applicable sales tax. Payable to the carrier in advance. By carrier in other cities where service is available (2.18 a month plus applicable sales tax By mail $27.81 a year including postage and applicable sales tax. Local and area college students $15.4S, including postage and applicable sales tax for 9-month school year. By motor car delivery per month $3.00 including applicable sales tax. Member of the Associated Press The Associated Press is entitled exclusively to the use for reproduction of all local news printed in this newspaper as well as all AP news and dispatches. All rights of publication or special dispatches are also reserved. The Old Man was dying. He was doing it the right way — slowly, painlessly, consciously. The I.V. jars hung over his bed, dripping into green tubes which, somehow, had found a few working veins. He asked the starchy nurse to take them out. That they were useless. "No," she said in professional sing-song, "we must try hard to get well, mustn't we." The watery blue eyes sized her up. Middle-aged and single, he figured. Can't stand a man because she can't stand herself. "Get me two pillows," he whispered. His cheeks flapped like loose sneakers. They had taken his teeth away, and his dignity too. The rubber-soled heels clicked away and they came back with two pillows. She fluffed them and lifted the creaky head. He tried to scratch his chin, but the wrists had been taped to the bed so that he wouldn't break the I.V. needles. "I need a shave," he said. "What day is this?" She didn't answer. She sat on the edge of the bed and wondered whether her relief would be late again today. The Old Man chuckled silently. He reminded himself that he was rich enough to die in his own bed. "I was born in this house," he said. The nurse didn't like to hear him ramble. Chronic heart failure had led to renal problems and he could step into a coma. "Tell me," she said, rubbing the back of a bony hand. "Well," he said, "I'm 88 and I didn't think the place would outlast me." He raised his head off the extra pillows to study an old-fashioned walnut washstand on the far side of the big room. "We never know, do we?" she said. "In my time," he mumbled, "I broke all the commandments. Now I go off to the Great Perhaps." He grinned and his face fell apart. "Either there is a God or there is no God. And either I will be punished or I will float off in darkness. You got any other alternatives?" She shook her head. It would be nice if he would take a nap. "I made a lot of money. And had a lot of women and wine." He shook his head. "None of it was worth a tinker's damn. You think it's possible to be successful and unhappy?" She shrugged. His mind was wandering. "The doctor will be here soon," she said. He cackled. "The doctor? Hell, I' need a magician. Why do you kid me? I racked up enough mileage. My life started off on the wrong foot. See that big basin over there? I was 10.1 was washing in icy water one morning and there was a knock on the door. A cop. He said my mother and father had been killed at a railroad crossing. "Is that a way to start? My guts were jelly. My head froze. I never got over that moment. For the rest of my life I left doors open so that I would never hear a knock again." The nurse reverted to the singing optimism. "Well, you had your fun." "That's past," he said sternly. "A man gets wealthy taking money from others. I know all the things that were wrong. That's why I wish I could make up my mind about the Hereafter. No punishment could be worse than living it all over again." She went to the foot of the bed and looked at the day orders. There was nothing about a sedative. Dr. Wilkinson should have considered a sleeping pill. The Old Man was wearing himself out talking. "Why don't you take a little nap," she said. He tried to laugh and endured a spasm of coughing. "I'm going on a long, long nap," he whispered. "I'll sleep when it comes. Don't rush me." It was morning when he awakened. He popped up in the old bed. It required time to understand that he had been dreaming. He hopped out of bed and ran to the walnut wash basin. He shivered. The old house was always freezing. He glanced in the mirror at the rumpled black hair, the boyish face, and thought how great it was to be 10 years old. Then he paused. The childish face was troubled. How could a boy dream that he was a dying old man? How would he know how an old man felt? Or even what one would say? He used the back of his hand to break the thin pane of ice. The boy decided that it would be best to forget the bad dream. Make it go away. He heard a loud knock on the door. The little body stiffened. In the room, the nurse packed her things. The doctor was writing. "When?" he said. She thought for a moment. "About an hour ago, doctor. Just about an hour ago. He was mumbling and then I heard a loud sigh. I hurried over but the Old Man was gone. . . " As I write these words, I am now in Israel where we have seen many ancient wine presses the last few days. After the wine comes off the wine press, it takes it nine days to ferment. Jesus always made new wine, whether it is by a miracle or by nature. Man lets it sour and ferment. It takes new wine awhile to decay. Jesus would never violate His own word which tells us to not even look at the fermented wine (Prov. 23:31). The wine was new as soon as Jesus made it. The governor of the feast said it was better than the old wine (John 2:10) Old (soured, decayed, rotten) wine is not good. It will cause stomach ulcers and causes man to become a wino. Everything that God created was good for food (Gen. 2:9). Than man polluted it. Man let the good food sour and spoil. 3. Old Wine Is Harmful To Your Body And Soul. Lot drank fermented wine. He became drunk and committed adultery with his own daughters. That is what happens when men drink fermented wine. Noah brought disgrace on the human race by drinking fermented (decayed) wine. The curse never left Noahs household. God looks on liquor alcohol as you would look on a rattlesnake or a mad dog coming into your home. Being legal does not make things right. Legalize a rattlesnake and bring it into your home. It is just as poisonous, and more dangerous, than it was out in the mountains. Liquor in the market place is more dangerous, and just as poisonous, as it was in the woods. Prostitution is just as wrong after it is legalized than it was before. 4. Fermented Wine Brings The Judment Of God On Men. You are the temple of God. Your body is a temple created. God should dwell in it. If any man defile this temple, him will God destroy (i Cor. 3:17). Have you defiled this temple with strong drink? No drunkard shall enter heaven (1 Cor. 5:11; 6:10). If you kill, you are a murderer. If you sin, you are a sinner. If you drink, you are a drunkard. In the communion, the Bible forbids us to use leavened bread. If bread that has fermented can't be the type of His body, how can juice that has been fermented be the type of His blood? Nowhere do we read that wine was used in the communion. It is the "fruit of the vine." It is a disgrace to 'use fermented wine in the Lord's Supper. This message was written by Evangelist W. V. Grant. - MRS. DAVID CRASE, Eminence Route. Jack Anderson It Helps to Know The Right Bureaucrat Tonifht't WASHINGTON Huge amounts of money flow into the coffers of those corporations that have mastered the art of winning a federal contract. The key to success often lies in knowing the bureaucrats who award the contracts. The Energy Research and Development Administration, for example, recently asked for bids on a $500,000 contract to build 10 electric cars and vans. The proposal'specified that only companies which have already built such vehicles could qualify. Despite the restrictions, South Coast Technology and EVA-Chloride won contracts although neither had ever produced an electric vehicle. There are other disturbing questions in the case. South Coast Technology wasn't even formally organized until July 6,1977, one day after the initial closing date for contract bids. Another firm, EVA-Chloride, was incorporated in April. Although the contract called for five separate companies to manufacture the cars, the winners included both EVA Corp. and EVA-Chloride, which operate as a joint venture from the same Cleveland address. EVA- Chloride, incidentally is affiliated with a British manufacturing concern, even though the contract asked that small U.S. firms get the business. ERDA also allowed four companies to make late bids and wound up selecting two of them, the same EVA-Chloride and Battronic Truck Corp. Industry sources agreed that the five fortunate companies were chosen because of their "connections" with ERDA. "Some people have better acquaintances than others," one source told us. An ERDA spokesman insisted to our reporter Valerie Strauss, however, that "the contracting procedure was done as perfectly as could be done." But he declined to explain the inconsistencies. Jailed for Bad Checks HUTCHINSON, Kan. (AP) — A Hutchinson man remained jailed today in Reno County on charges of writing $93,000 in bad checks to buy a champion horse and equipment. Frederick B. Wheeler waived extradition to Missouri after he was charged with writing the checks to buy 11 horses and equipment at horse show In Sedalia, Mo., on Nov. 5 and 6. He was also being held for breaking a Kansas parole stipulation that prohibited him from leaving the state. November 18 7:00 P.M. — NBC CPO SHARKEY — "Don't Make Waves." It's battle stations lor Sharkey as he encounters double-trouble in the shapely form ol WAVES who are bunking above his men's barracks. 8:00 P.M. — CBS CBS FRIDAY MOVIE — "The Three Musketeers." 8:00 P M — ABC ABC FRIDAY MOVIE — "Mary White." 10:30 P.M. — ABC BARETTA — "Cra2y Annie." Posing as a wino, Baretta is trying 19 nail a skid row killer when he is abducted and held captive by a tough old woman who believes he is her wayward son. Ch. 6 KTVC (CBS) Ch. 11 KGLO(NBC) Ch. 13KUPKIABC) Public JV (In Ulyua and Johnson, cable-TV customer* receive Denver's public TV station on channel 10.) Friday CableTVChannle? 7:30 OVER EASY Tennessee Ernie Ford joins host Hugh Downs on this program which is designed by people over 55. 10 p.m. NOVA "The New Healers" Tonight's program looks at rural poor around the world who are largely unaffected by Western medicine.

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