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TUESDAY, DECEMBER 1, 1970'
NIGHT EDITOR: STEVE KOPPMAN
A protective reaction'
against Nixon and Laird
EVENTS SURROUNDING the aborted
American attempt to free POWs in
North Vietnam have clearly demonstrat-
ed one thing - Defense Secretary Laird
and President Nixon are trying to fool
and mislead the American public, and
they are doing a pretty good job of it.
Pentagon statements concerning t h e
raid which took place two weekends ago
(Nov. 20-22) have consistently been full
of inconsistencies. On the Monday follow-
ing the raids, Laird and two officers who
were in charge of the raid held a press
conference at which they described how
the raid was carried out in response to
information received earlier in the month
that "some of our men were dying in pris-
oner-of-war camps." Laird must h a v e
been anticipating this information be-
cause at the same press conference he
described how "Some months ago . -. . a
special task force of volunteers from the
Army and the Air 'Force was assembled
to train for this mission."
At his press conference Laird empha-
sized that the rescue mission was the "on-
ly operation that took place north of the
19th parallel" during the weekend.
AT TESTIMONY before the Senate For-
eign Relations Committee the n e x t
day, Laird stressed how "the intelligence
in this mission was excellent." He de-
scribed the intensive training which the
task force went through and how they
knew the positions of every building in
the camp. However, he could not explain
to t),e satisfaction of the committee mem-
bers, just why - in view of the excellent
intelligence - the prisoners were not in
the camp.
At the hearing, Laird maintained that
Editorial Staff
MARTIN A. HIRSCHMAN, Editor
STUART GANNES JUDY SARASOHN
Editorial Director Managing Editor
NADINE COHODAS ............... Feature Editor
JIM NEUBACHER........... .. Editorial Page Editor
ROB BIER.............Associate Managing Editor
LAURIE HARRIS................. .. Arts Editor
JUDY KAHN Personnel Director
DANIEL ZWERDLIN ..Magazine Editor
ROBERT CONROW ... ..............Books Editor
JIM JUDKIS..............Photography Editor
NIGHT EDITORS: Jim Beattie, Dave Chudwin, Steve
Koppman, Robert Kraftowitz, Larry Lempert, Lynn
Weiner.
DAY EDITORS: Rose Berstein, Mark Dillen, S a r a
Fitzgerald, Art Lerner, Jim McFerson, Jonathan
Miller, Hannah Morrison, Bob Schreiner, W. E.
Schrock.
COPY EDITORS: Tammy Jacobs, Hester Pulling, Carla
Rapoport.
ASSISTANT NIGHT EDITORS: Juanita Anderson,
Anita Crone, Linda Dreeben, Alan Lenhoff, Mike
McCarthy, Zack Schiller, John Shamraj, Kristin
Ringstrom, Gene Robinson, Chuck Wilbur, Ed-
ward Zimmerman.
SPORTS NIGHT EDITORS: William Alterman, Jared
E. Clark, Richard Cornfeld,Terin Fouchey, James
Kevra. Elliott Legow, Morton Noveck, Alan Shack-
elford.
Sports Staff
ERIC SIEGAL, Sports Editor
PAT ATKINS. Executive Sports Editor
PHIL HERTZ................Associate Sports Editor
intensive bombings of North Vietnam be-
low the 19th Parallel which had b e e n
carried out at the same time as the res-
cue mission were "a signal that we would
not tolerate the setting aside of the un-
derstanding on the cessation of bomb-
ings." The so-called "understanding" was
allegedly made in November of 1968. Ac-
cording to this "understanding" the
North Vietnamese would refrain f r o m
major attacks across t h e demilitarized
zone into South Vietnam, or heavy con-
tinuous shelling of South Vietnam's ma-
jor cities while the Americans would re-
frain from sustained bombing of t h e
North.
Laird termed t h e bombings "protec-
tive reaction" in retaliation for the down-
ing of an American reconnaissance plane
which had flown over the North.
THEN, AT A Thanksgiving dinner with
wounded Vietnam veterans, President
Nixon let it slip out that contrary to ear-
lier Laird statements, American planes
had indeed conducted air strikes above
the 19th parallel during the POW rescue
attempt. On the Friday after Thanks-
giving, Laird briefly acknowledged that
air strikes had been carried out near Ha-
noi in connection with the rescue raid.
Sen. J. William Fulbright, who was
chairman of the committee which ques-
tioned Laird on Tuesday, was upset that
Laird had testified for two and a half
hours without mentioning the air strike
near° Hanoi. "He misrepresented the
facts," accused Fulbright la s t Sunday.
"Obviously he did and they do it all the
time."
Laird blandly replied yesterday that he
had answered all the questions asked and
"that particular question was not asked."
LAIRD AND NIXON may claim that the
air strikes were "protective reaction"
and the raid was to free American POWs,
but it should be obvious that the real pur-
pose was to test the American reaction to
a dramatic intensification of the w a r.
With the reaction to the Cambodian in-
vasion in mind, it w a s no coincidence
that the air strikes into North Vietnam
came at a time when students were going
home for Thanksgiving vacation. It was
no chance occurrence that the most dev-
astating news - that American bombers
had gone above the 19th Parallel - was
leaked out on Thanksgiving day when the
public was immobilized by turkey stuff-
ing.
Laird and Nixon now hope they have
succeeded in fooling the public into
thinking the recent bombing exploit has.
not been a significant extension of the
war. If there are no floods of letters to
congressmen, no student initiated pro-
tests and a general lack of continued out-
rage against our Indochina policies then
they will know they have been success-
ful.
LINDSAY CHANEY
THANKSGIVING night Daniel Rothfeld
sat in the basement of his $30,000
Queens home amid stacks of engineering
plans and specifications for a new shop-
ping center in Bermuda. The color port-
able television was tuned in to a football
game.
Eleanor Rothfeld, his wife, had been
watching the game, I believe, when I rang
their door bell. We fell comfortably into
our standing discussion about their son
Glenn, who was my best friend in high
school.
"How's Glenn?"
"He's fine, He stayed in Philadelphia
to work in the hospital this weekend. He's
coming home next weekend." They spoke
as if with one mind, one voice.
"Did he get off any applications to med
school?"
"yeah, 28. And he'll be lucky if he gets
into one or two. You know I don't under-
stand him." The line was familiar. "He
wants to go to med school, but he Just
isn't willing to apply himself."
The television emitted wild cheers as a
red jersey crossed the goal line. A minute
later the kickoff was fumbled and the red
guys recovered. More cheers.
"Won't working in the hospital help
him get into med school?"
"Yes," Mrs. Rothfeld said. "But a lot of
his friends also worked in hospitals and
they got better grades. Glenn is smart, but
he was never willing to do even the min-
imum to build up credentials for med
school."
The discussion proceeded in this vein
for some time. Glenn had spent his time
as an undergraduate at the University of
Pennsylvania getting high, reading comic
books and generally enjoying himself. Oc-
cassionally he worried about his grades,
but only occassionally.
THE ROTHFELDS told me that the two
other guys who went to the University
of Pennsylvania from our high school
had pretty much sewed up places in medi-
cal school. "One of them is all set," Mrs.
Rothfeld said. "He's going to marry the
daughter of the dean of admissions at one
I talk to the Rothfelds I find myself play-
ing defense lawyer for their son, and in
some sense for our whole generation of lazy,
directionless good-for-nothings. I was full
of turkey and in no mood for such ad-
vocacy. Nonetheless, I couldn't resist o n e
quick parry.
"I don't know," I said lighting my eighth
cigarette of the encounter, "it just strikes
me as rather strange that you'd spend, oh,
$25,000 on* Glenn's education and only a
few hundred on Beverly's."
I HAD EXPECTED some uncomfortable
silence to follow this statement, but I was
wrong. To them, I suppose, I was just being
a little bit strange myself, and they went
about the task of setting me straight.
"Well Beverly was never as good a stu-
dent as you or Glenn. She works very hard
and gets her 80's and 85's."
"You know, she's funny about it," said
Mr. Rothfeld. "One time she came home
from school very happy saying she had got-
ten six right on a test. I asked her how
many questions there had been on the
test and She said 10, but she didn't care
about the four she got wrong. Glenn was
always a perfectionist, once he got in-
volved in something."
"Then too," Mrs. Rothfield said, "college
is more important for a man than a girl."
I didn't agree, but I could see I wasn't
going to convince them to "liberate" their
daughter, or any such nonsense.
Mrs. Rothfeld mentioned that when
she was young she could entertain men
at home.
"What will you do when she disappears
for two weeks?" I tried.
"I hope she'll tell us first."
It was getting late and I thanked them
and departed. It was quite cool out and
Union Turnpike was deserted except for
the lights and a herd of cars heading in
toward the city.
My scarf is a 10-foot long crocheted af-
fair. Beverly made it for me after I told her
how much I liked the one she made for
her brother. I swung it around my neck a
few times, dodged a rampaging Chevrolet
and hastened home.
*,
of the medical schools he's applying to."
bach had well over a B average, she said.
The red quarterback blooped a pass over
the line and the receiver swung into the
end zone. Cheers. A minute later, the kick-
off tumbled through the receiver's arms
and the red guys recovered near the goal
line. The announcer was stunned.
"Glenn's coming in next week to pick up
the new car we bought him." There was a
twinkle of pride in their eyes. The car
was a Renault that Mr. Rothfeld was
getting wholesale from an old friend who
was now Renault's vice president for sales
and promotion in the United States.
"He said we might have to wait a couple
of months for the order to come through,
but there was a cancellation. The car has
all the accessories that Glenn wanted, plus
white wall tires and a panel in the roof
that moves back and lets the sun in."
Mrs. Rothfeld offered us some cake. I
ground out my fifth cigarette of the brief
chat. The football game came to an abrupt
halt just as the white guys appeared to be
recovering their composure.
It turned out to be chocolate cake and
instant coffee. The discussion turned to
their 16-year-old daughter Beverly.
"How's Bev?"
"She's fine. She's at a friend's house
now."
THEY BEGAN TALKING about w h a t
she would be doing after high school. "She
wants to be a nurse, and we're considering
a number of schools near the city. Long
Island University, Hunter College and
some other schools."
"Doesn't she want to go away to col-
lege?"1
"Not really. Anyway, we're already com-
mitting ourselves-to putting Glenn through
four more years and its very expensive.
We want to have a little money left for
ourselves."
I had resolved, as always, to remain cord-
ial and mostly noncontroversial. Everytime
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Orchestra Hall: From Casals to superburgers
By MARK DILLEN
WALKING ALONG Detroit's Woodward
Ave., Eric was trying to collect mon-
ey. There was a lot of competition - a trio
of young Salvation Army bandsmen was
hard at work in front of Hudson's and the
familiar white-shirt-and-dark-tie Black
Muslim was at his usual spot across the
street in front of Kresges hawking Mu-
hammad speaks. As Thanksgiving weekend
shoppers stepped off buses at the Grand
River intersection, successive waves of peo-
ple would pass Eric's position. He tried to
catch the shoppers first with "excuse me,
but would you care to donate to save Or-
chestra Hall? (pause) It's the former home
of the Detroit Symphony and it's going to
be turned into a restaurant unless we raise
$92,000."
Some people looked the other way and
kept on walking, deaf to his plea. Others
said "no thanks" or 'sorry, no change" as
they struggled to keep bulky packages in
their grip. A minority put coins in the
coffee can and gave the tuba player en-
couraging words. A prostitute waiting for
the Second Ave. express contributed eight
cents and a half-filled bag of cashews.
She shook his hand and said she hoped
she'd see him again. Derelicts stopped to
ask for contributions to their own cause.
One old sage advised, "you've got to be
prepared to say good-bye - you've got to
resign yourself to losing the hall to a two-
bit restaurant."
WHEN IT WAS BUILT in 1919 for
$300,000, Orchestra Hall was the center of
a growing metropolis' cultural life. Rising
auto magnates would come to sit in rich
velvet tiered theater boxes to hear Ossip
Gabrilowitsch conduct the fledgling De-
troit Symphony. While hosting the musi-
cal geniuses of that time, the hall became
the social stamping grounds of the elite -
the Fords, the Dodges, the Fishers - on
down the line. Now the Fords, Dodges and
Fishers display their cultural awareness
down at the foot of Woodward at the big-
ger, yet acoustically inferior Edsel Ford
Auditorium. Usually, they make their
presence known only on opening nights
when they display their finery and in the
back of the program notes where t h e y
display their names in the list of sym-
phony contributors.
As for Orchestra Hall, it has lain vacant
for nearly a decade now, to which its de-
generate condition gives witness. The only
people who display their names there are
the politicians - their posters irreverent-
ly pasted on the boarded-up windows and
doors - the very doors Casals, Prokofieff,
Stravinsky, Caruso, Horowitz, Pavlova,
Heifetz and Gershwin walked through on
their w a y to perform. The incongruity
doesn't seem to bother many people ex-
cept for two, groups - Gino's Inc. and
Eric's group, Save Orchestra Hall. How-
ever, there is a different set of aesthetics
in operation for each.
SOMEWHERE IN THE CITY of King of
Prussia, Pa., stands the world headquarters
of Gino's Inc., makers of the Gino Giant
and the Super Gino Jumbo. They're in the
hamburger business - so much, in fact
they're listed on the New York Stock Ex-
change (a fact of which Gino's people are
especially proud). Two hundred sixty-nine
restaurants are now the namesake of Gino
Marchetti, former star football player with
the Baltimore Colts. Gino would like to
tear down Orchestra Hall and build the
270th. That's why they bought Orchestra
Hall Sept. 17 for $92,000 from the Nede-
lander Theater Co.
WHEN PAUL GANSON LEARNED of
the sale, he was very angry. He had been
trying to get other symphony members in-
terested in Orchestra Hall's renovation
(Paul plays bassoon). Now he's trying to
get people like Eric to help raise money
so the Hall can be repurchased. He has a
long blue and yellow banner that reads
"Save Orchestra Hall" hanging from his
Layfayette St. townhouse office.
"Nederlander's school spirit is the kind
I don't like," Ganson says. (Robert Neder-
lander, besides being Regent of the Uni-
versity, is attorney for the Nederlander
Theater Co. They owned the hall for the
past seven years yet let it rot, unoccupied.)
Still, despite the fact Garson n e e d s
nearly $100,000 in the next week before a
deadline on action comes into effect, he's
optimistic. He talks hurriedly about how
federal money could renovate the hall and
how all types of music and community
programs could be presented there. Re-
peatedly, he compares the acoustics of Or-
chestra Hall with Carnegie Hall, and even-
tually sees the Symphony returning to play
there (when the Detroit Symphony had a
recording contract in the late fifties, Or-
chestra Hall was the only place in the city
suitable for recording).
Nombert Wierszweski, a UAW local lead-
er who likes classical music and cigars
meanwhile, gets his union friends to print
up leaflets for the cause free. "We're gonna
have to get something going soon or we're
gonna have problems;" he tells Paul. He's
right. The City Council, which could
change the situation, has seen fit merely
to issue a testimonial resolution. Gino's
even offered Paul's group a thousand dol-
lar contribution to the effort, but t h e
symphony e 11it e of wealthy contributors
hasn't given. Nederlander says "maybe the
City should take it over."
SO WHEN THE middle-aged man turn-
ed to Eric and asked him to resign him-
self to defeat, Eric said, "I guess maybe
you're right."
It seems they'll destroy a music lover's
paradise and put up a hamburger stand.
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Controversy
continues over
A DVERTISING IS AN integral part of
The Daily, without it the newspaper
would quickly be forced to either cease
publication or to severely limit its own.
ability to do a reasonable job of keeping
the community informed and advised.
There is a time however, when advertis-
ing copy conflicts violently with the stated
editorial position of the newspaper and
it is at times like this that first amend-
ment guarantees of freedom of speech
are seriously jeopardized.
Little Ceaser's Pizza placed an adver-
tisement in The Daily Magazine recently
which became the center of a storm of
controversy almost overnight. The ad-
vertisement depicted a woman, appar-
ently a prostitute, watching two men walk
by; the slogan read, "Pick-ups are cheap-
er at Little Ceaser's Pizza".
The business manager of The Daily
pointed out to the client that the copy
wa lhi eto offend many nersons on the
THE REAL issue here is not whether or
not that particular advertisement
should have been printed, but what the
responsibilities of a publisher, in this case
the students who comprise the staff of
The Daily, are in regards to what may
be termed offensive advertising copy.
On this criteria the policy of The Daily
is inconsistent, but to refuse advertising
because of the pressure of an outside
group would seem to be setting a highly
dangerous precedent, and one that must
be avoided.
While each and every student, as well
as the community at large is free to speak .
out on the editorial pages of this news-
paper, the complaints directed against the
paper on the basis of its policy w i t h
regard to advertising would seem to be
badly aimed.
While certainly a thorough evaluation
of +ha rnIP o e ntuprticin+ r einnr+man+
To the Daily:
I WOULD LIKE to express a
previously unestablished point of
view in regard to the "sexist ad"
which Little Caesar's ran in your
paper. People have complained
bitterly about this ads damaging
approach to women. I agree, how-
ever people seem to ignore the
fact that men are also offended
by the ad. Who, after all, is the
more subtle message of this
double entendre, aimed at? To.
whom is the picture supposed' to'
appeal?
This society greatly dehumani-
zes men also, by its conditioning
them to think in sexist terms. It
is hard to think of one's self as
one of the "fifties freaks" in the
ad, but that is what this society
conditions one towards. I resent
people trying to utilize my natural
desires in order to sell merchan-
dise. The continual stress on sex
in advertising cheapens w h a t
should be a beautiful delicate
damaging. If a merchant wishes
to engage in it he should be wel-
come to do so on his own premi-
ses, but has no sovereign right to
do so in the media.
-Kevin Cooper '74
Nov. 25
To the Daily:
WE WOULD LIKE to express
our support for the position stat-
ed by the Radicalesbians in their
letter of Nov. 24.
We have noted a significant
lack of sensitivity and conscious-
ness on the part of The Daily
staff in their treatment of adver-
tisements, both classified a n d
commercial, which relate to wo-
men. The two recent ads in ques-
ittle
tion, Little Caesar's and a classi-
fied, areboth repugnant and in-
sulting to women. This however,
is not the first instance of the
lack of consciousness on T h e
Daily's part. An attempt to de-
velop a "Women's Page" became
a gossipy, fashion and beauty
hints feature. Fortunately, we
have been spared that w e e k 1 y
assault on our intelligence and
sensibilities.
It becomes increasingly clear
that The Daily' needs to define
and make public the policies used
to determine the kinds of adver-
tising that it will, and will not
accept. We also have a further
concern: where are our sisters
on the Daily staff? Are they in a
position to participate in such de-
cisions? We believe that each
woman is an expert on her own
oppression, and as such, women
must be involved in examining is-
sues and controlling institutions
that might otherwise perpetuate
their own oppression.
Caesar 's ad
more examples of males put into
a situation of dependency upon
female acceptance. In this bastion
of male chauvinism would one ex-
pect to find such ads? Shall we
explain this as the dedication of
Playboy's staff to female supre-
macy?
a.
SINCE YOU CONTEND the two
ads "show women' in stereotyped
roles," I have little doubt (cor-
rect me, please, if I am mistak-
en) that you would also object to
detergent or home appliance ads
and commercials on grounds that
they pretend a woman's place is in4
the home (just as you seem to
think these other ads imply a
woman's place is in bed). Then
would you denounce an ad por-
traying a female secretary stereo-
type, because it made people be-
lieve a woman's place is in the
office?
The crux of the matter is that
advertisers, like all of us, must
be free to appeal to any group of
the two advertisements in ques-
tion are "blatantly sexist" and
"thus . . . a more direct attack
on women." Perhaps you haven't
noticed that "sexist" ads (I as-
sume this means ads presenting a
person in relation to his or her