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Eighty-Seven Years of Editorial. Freedom
420 Maynard St., Ann Arbor, M1 48109

Saturday, November 20, 1976

News Phone: 764-0552

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Twas the Night Before Michigan
TWAS THE NIGHT BEFORE MICHIGAN, when all thru the place
Not a creature was stirring, except Woody Hayes.
The uniforms were hung by the locker with care,
Awaiting the battle which would soon take place there.
The offense was restless while lying in bed
While visions of Graves and Hicks danced in their heads.
With Woody in his white shirt and the coaches in caps,
They studied the game plan and gave up their naps.
When out in the street there arose such a clatter
That everyone sprang up to see what was the matter.
Away to the window Woody started, but fell.
"Who put that football.. ." he started to yell.
The moon on the breast of the Buckeyes' home turf,
Made Woody wish he were someplace other than Earth.
When what to his wondering eyes did appear,
But throngs of Ann Arborites with Boone's Farm and beer.
Led by a man with cheeks all aglow,
He knew in a moment, it had to be Bo.
More powerful than Spartans, his coursers they came,
And he whistled and shouted to the tea n all by name..
"NOW LYTLE, now Morton, now Davis and Hennessey,
On Pickens, on Leach, on Zuver, and Huckleby."
To the stands went the fans and the players to the lockers,
All the running backs, quarterbacks, safeties and blockers.
As dry leaves that before the huricane fly,
When they meet with an obstacle, mount to the sky,
So up to the occasion the Wolverines rose
To sprair every ankle and break every nose.
And then in a twinkling the'Anthem was played.
The kickoff then followed, and the price would be paid
For these skeptics who rated Ohio State first,
Would find their prediction was one of the worst.
And what of this Woody, a droll little man,
With the tact and the poise of a crumpled tine can.
He's dressed in white shirt sleeves, when others wouldn't dar
I wonder if he has nothing else to wear.
He has'a broad face and a round little belly
That shakes when he yells like a bowl full of jelly.
He's chubby and plump, a right jolly old elf,
And I laugh when I see him, in spite of myself.
A wrinkle of his nose and a tw- t of his head,
Meant the defense had failed and Michigan was ahead.
HE SPOKE MANY A WORD as the Buckeyes sank lower,
And the Michigan team saw its finest hour.
As the final gun sounded, he covered his ears,
So as not to hear any of the Michigan cheers.
Then giving a nod indicating defeat,
He picked up his players and moved into the street.
The Wolverine fans went wild with glee.
Once again had their team met sweet victory.
"Back to Ann Arbor," a shout rang up clear.
"Back to the V-Pell for Boone's Farm and beer.
And they heard in Columbus as the fans passed from view,
"Happy football to all and to all a GO BLUE!"
Editor's note: This poem was printed in The Daily some six years ago, and
has been rewritten to fit the present situation. The author is anonymous.


N HIS LATEST INSTALLMENT of Perspective, Daily columnist
W. L. Scheller has gone too far. In his statements on capital
punishment, he has transcended the comfortable confines of ana-
lytical journalism, and has placed himself into the lofty roles of
judge, jury, executioner and psychoanalyst - positions for which
he has at, best, dubious qualifications.
To attempt to debate Mr. Scheller's views on capital punish-
ment is not the purpose of this rebuttal, Everyone is entitled to
an opinion, and any arguments on the pros and cons of state-spon-
sored execution are purely subjective. 'Thus, they are well en-
trenched in every individual's moral upbringing, and aren't sub-
ject to easy metamorphosis. To put it more simply, if W. L. be-
lieves in the eye for an eye, revenge philosophy of life, that's not
my problem.
What poses a danger to everyone in this country is people
like.W. L. Scheller appointing themselves judges of who deserves
to die and for what reason. Who is he to decide what crimes de-
serve the death penalty or not? If the man stuck to his tenets and
maintained that those that killed a fellow human being (a term
that staunch conservative inhumanists like Mr. Scheller probably
cringe at) be given their just death, then while I still wouldn't
agree with him, at least I would be able to discern where he is
coming from.
BUT HE GOES much farther than that. He delves into an
Aristotilian classification of the geneology of homicide. And then,
the psychoanalyst in him surfaces, for he contends that the pun-
pn ishment for committing a murder should be based on the psycho-
logical nature of the crime. He first claims that the taking of a
life should be punished by the taking of the killer's life, and then
he counters by saying that the criteria for taking that life is the
killer's motivation for killing.
RNAL He feels that crimes of "passion" are excusable, :while po-
litical murders and crimes of "greed" deserve a like fate. How
is he able to place such arbitrary boundaries on murder? Further,
from what expertise can he claim the divine wisdom of being able
to delineate the different motivations in a person's mind that would
cause him or her to take another life? This argument smacks of
uncertainty in its author's own mind as to the views he so strong-
ly espouses.
Mr. Scheller then rattles off a list of crimes which he feels
warrant capital, punishment. He singles out rape among them.
Rape? By citing non-homicidal offenses that he feels deserve
oach. death, he has gone beyond the realm of the term for which he is
n re- arguing, capital. A capital offense is the taking cf a human life.
dnes- Rape only rarely falls under this category.
. K. ERHAPS THE MOST TELLING statement of Mr. Scheller's
tes- philosophy towards humanty occurs inthe following sen
gres- tences from his column. "There are people in this world who are
the a danger to all. They bill, rape and terrorize the populace. Should
sur- they be allowed to continue existing to the detriment of others?"
r at- Again, he is setting himself un as a judge of humanity, deciding
vould who has the right to live or die.
o re- And no power on earth has that right - not the Supreme
take Court, not the state's executioner, and not W. L. Scheller.,


DISLOWfdd No-.osper 8a is
of thing.'

seem to have a knack for this soft

Letters to The Daily

To The Daily:
apathy expressed by the vast
majority of students on this
campus .toward issues that di-
rectly affect their educations
and lifestyles.
As the Michigan Student As-
sembly's Personnel Coordinator,
I have been responsible for
finding students to serve on
University and MSA commit-
tees. Despite a series of adver-
tisement, the number of appli-
cants has been ridiculously low
for every position available; in
some instances, there have
been no applicants whatsoever.
Should MSA pack it in and

decide that students ar
terested in what's goin
the Big U., the studer
will not longer have inl
the University'shstructi
avoiq such a situation,
that any students inter(
working with the Asse
tilt at a few windmills
come up to the MSA of
the very near future.
G. J. DiGiusepp
November 19

News: Ken Chotiner,.
Schick, Jim Tobin,'

Jeff Ristine, Tim
Bill Turque

Editorial Page: Michael Beckman, Rob
Meachum, Tom Stevens
Arts Page: Lois Josimovich
Photo Technician: Scott Eccker


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gracing the first syll
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no cause for alarm
staff, however; inocula
mono, desiccated, napht
harrass, and parallel
six hardest words for
cans to spell. Oh, my ar
Randy Hilfman
November 12
To The Daily;
I AM NOW convibced
end is truly near. For2
we've had the capability
out the entire human ra
thermonuclear weapon
this has acted as a dete
any large scale war
the U. S. and the U.S.S.
of the estimates that
seen has predicted t
most intelligent speci
w o u 1 d survive thermo

en't in- war would be the cockrc
g on at Well, there must have beer
nt body joicing among insects We
put into day as they heard Mr. T
ure. To .Jones of Boeing Aerospace
I wish tifying in front of a Con,
ested in sional committee. Accordin
mbly to Mr. Jones 98 per cent of
s would population of Russia could
ffices in vive an all out U. S. nuclea
tack, and their industry v
pe . take two to four years tc
cover. Our industry would
12 years to get back on its
Of course having a spokes
eli!!/IS from the company with per
the greatest vested intere
the increasing proliferatio
D mis- this type of weaponry
r by The seem like, having Stroh's B
ole "n" ery sneak for returnable
able of ties, but Congressional con
ould be tees and politicians in get
by the are notably unobservanti
tion, ki- it comes to making such dis
ha, em- tions.
are the It is this kind of game pl
Ameri- with statistics that poses
rm! greatest danger to the futu
the human race in this ai
nuclear weapons. To give
ticians the tools to be ab
rationalize the use of1
1ukes weanons is to invite disa
As Mark Twain put it, "Th
three kinds of lies: lies,
that the lies, and statistics."
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and limited to 400 Words.
The Daily reserves the
right to edit letters for
length and grammar.

AFTER sitting through in-
nu m e r a b l e operatic
oeuvres in my life, I have come
to two obvious but inescapable
conclusions; first, that opera
is much more'than merely sung
drama, and second, that opera
tends to trivialize its subject.
And my conclusions are neat-
lv borne out by nthe Music
School's production of The Cru-
cible, which I saw at Mendels-
sohn Thursday night. Let me
make it clear that the School's
production is plenty good-
and we'll take it from there.
The opera is based on the
play by Arthur Miller. It was
dramatically adapted by Ber-
nard Stambler and set to mu-
sic by Robert Ward. And set to
music is- really the way to de-
scribe it. In this "opera", the
music plays a subservient and
fairly uninteresting foil to what
is virtually a rehash of the Mil-
ler play. Yet it is the power
of the original play that allows
it to stand on its own without
music. Why then add another
IT MUST BE due to some
reasoning process that says if
a play is good without, why
then think of the possibilities
with! But this is spurious logic.
Any good playwright knows
how to utilize silence-as did
Miller in this play. An opera,
by its nature, denies silence.
All moments are filled with
Which, in itself, is okay.
Who'd want to see La Roheme
or Il Trovotore without their
music? They'd be a pathetic

you have on the one hand banal
music which compensates for
nothing, and - on the other-
a story whose dramatic poten-
tial is actually lessened by be-
ing set to music.
THE ONLY WAY out of this
trap is to shut your ears and
puat on a visually and drama-
tically perfect show. Insofar
as this is possible, the Music
School did it. The cast, led by
nrincipals David Parsons (John
Proctor?., Susan Kivela (Abi-
sail Williams), Blanche Fore-
man (Titliba), Lauran Fulton
fMairy Warren), John Little-
field (Giles Corey), and Lor-
rnine Manz (Elizabeth Proctor),
did a creditable job, vocally.
There were even certain scenes,
sach as the end of Act I, where
the cast sings a concerted
hymn: and the onening of Act
IV, as well as the Finale of
Act IV, where the music was
even decent and sort of half-
way listenable. The rest of
the time I had my mouth open,
because the singers were mak-
ing suich gold out of such hay.
Oh, well.
And, as for the music, it
faithfully reproduced the emo-
tions of the play. The trouble
with it was mainly in its lack
of distinction and its subserv-
ience. There were few memor-
able moments in the score; cer-
tainr'l nothing, that would make
von yearn for a repeated hear-
And of coutrse. opera never
does reveni itself fully on first
hearing. Even so accessible a
score as that old chestnut, Bo-

Contact your reps
Sen. Phillip Hart (Dem.), 253 Russell Bldg., Capitol Hill,
Washington, D.C. 20515.
Sen. Robert Griffin (Rep.), 353 Russell Bldg., Capitol Hill,
Washington, D.C. 20515.
Rep. Marvin Esch (Rep.), 2353 Rayburn. Bldg., Capitol Hill,
Washington, D.C. 20515.

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