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that there are many ways to the realization of the potential self, even as there are many individuals seeking perfection that the liberal training of the capable mind is not a special privilege in any way other than those so schooled have been graced by special abilities. If you do not immediately understand this sentence, do not despair. It may not be your fault. I worked on it for a long time. I tackled “The Fallacy of the Practicality of Liberal Arts,” rested, waited until I felt better, tried again. I found it harder than Medieval Latin. I awoke one morning, believed my mind was clear and tore into the. Fallacy again. It came to me at last by extrasensory perception: The Fallacy is to teach anyone who is not ‘ “graced by special abilities.” The white man who wrote this while waiting for the realization of self and seeking perfection in Georgia may have special abilities but they are not revealed in his exposition of who deserves an education. The writers are largely from the Old South, a worthy place in many ways, fertile in writers that have given us our best literature. For this reason, the shortcomings of The Arlington Quarterly are more intolerable. MORE READABLE and less tolerable is another piece in the issue just out titled, “Willie’s Gall is Divided into Three Parts, a Consideration of North Towards [sic] Home, by Willie Morris.” Here we are not treated to a pale projection of Faulkner, Lawrence Durrell or T. S. Eliot, but to the long, hairy finger of George Corley Wallace. The spirit among the clubmen of New ,York that writhed at the politics of kinsman Franklin Roosevelt has immigrated into the magnolias by the bayous. There is nothing so detestable as a cousin who has rethought the assumptions of the family. You may not have read North Toward Home. It is the autobiography of Willie Morris, aged 33, in which he describes his childhood and early youth in Mississippi, his plastic years in Texas as editor of the college paper at Austin and editor of The Texas Observer and his recent years in New York as editor of Harper’s. People who live south or west of the Hudson, and I am one of them, are inclined to think that northeast is not the direction of home. Stanley Walker was in New York for a long editorial ,life and ended up thinking that Mason county, Texas, was home. But these are older people. At thirty, Walker and millions of other Americans on the rise thought. New York was home. In any case, I think Willie Morris has succeeded in making a statement of American experience that reveals and dignifies the present mind of our youth more than any other book, and it seems to me that the present mind of our youth is worth considering. Other reviewers at home and abroad have also liked Morris’ book. Difference of opinion is to be welcomed anywhere it makes sense. The consideration of North Toward Home published in The Arlington Quarterly differs radically from other reviews, but very little of it is valid. Its main message is uninformed, untrue, extreme and, I suspect, intended as a political axe rather than for honest examination of the book. Its central theme is that Morris has too much to say about Negroes. This is pressed as some strange obsession. In fact, the writer has so much to say about Negroes in Morris’ book that he seems more strangely obsessed than Morris. In the 17 pages of his “consideration” he calls attention 36 times to Morris’ remarks on Negroes. The Morris book deals with three areas of our country where Negroes are numerous, but having them mentioned thirty-odd times seems too much for this New Orleans attorney. The essay draws to a close, ad horninem, by accusing .Morris of several bad things: He is not a Southerner. He has been. “misappropriated by the professional, liberal intelligensia.” “He is the frontrnan, the mouthpiece, for the monotonous and superficial diatribes against the South by way of New York.” He himself is guilty of what he calls the “Manhattan Mind, rejecting civility as a substantial quality, void of tolerant and forgiving understanding; without any serious concern with real human beings in real situations and in struggle with themselves and the world; devising phony and momentarily fashionable measures of ‘values’.” The lawyer goes further. Morris has a personal axe to grind, he overcompensates for having been poor, he studied hard in school not because he loved to learn but because he was on the make. Dallas, Houston and Killeen Being a prominent new leftist in Texas is becoming both expensive and dangerous. The forces of law ‘n’ order are using their ingenuity to find statutes under which to prosecute activists. The following are accounts of some of the more recent arrests: The office/residence of the Dallas Notes has been raided by police twice within the past month. Stoney Burns, publisher of the Dallas underground newspaper told the Observer that approximately f if t e en vice squad detectives and US post office inspectors first visited the newspaper office on the night of Oct. 30. The men found three inhabitants, Burns and Mr. and Mrs. Rod Delaney, plus three visitors in the living room. The six were ordered to remain in the downstairs room while the officers, who had a search warrant for pornographic literature, combed the house. “We heard things breaking as they moved from room to room,” Burns said. Later he learned that the officers had broken lamps, torn the wiring from the refrigerator, dumped Mrs. Delaney’s jewelry onto the floor and stepped on it, and torn up posters and unopened mail including valuable advertising orders. No one I know would agree with these judgements. Morris is a civilized man. I asked him recently how he reached the top in New York. He thought the question over and said he didn’t know. But I believe that perhaps Mississippi and Texas decided they didn’t want to listen to talented, sensitive and thoughtful young men long before Willie decided to leave. BUT LET US leave Willie and his New Orleans critic and take up the larger issue of what gets published in Texas. Here’ is a magazine that I encouraged. My name is printed as “advisory editor” without my being asked. A piece I wrote on teachinga rather mild, benevolent statement that a teacher must love his students to be successful and that he must try to teach his school’s administrationwas seen in draft, was requested by the editors and while I was out of the country was mailed back with the incredible statement that the editors were not sure who the administration was going to be and they were afraid to publish what they had asked for. Now I pick up the third issue of this bold journey into light and discover on the eve of the election that what had been at worst a hodgepodge of the kind of papers professors read at regional meetings is suddenly a voice for the sicker reactionary phobias. Either way the message is clear: the colleges are targets for everybody’s game but the honest working teachers. The police took Burns, the Delaneys and their guests to the station for questioning on charges of possession of pornographic material and suspicion of possession of narcotics. They carried off a truckload of printed material, including old copies of the Notes and the newspaper’s library of books, magazines and exchange papers, some bills, petty cash, $100 in checks which were to be deposited the next day, posters of Mao Tse Tung, Alan Ginsberg and Malcom X, the Notes’ subscription list, as well as all of the newspaper’s office equipment, pencils, paper, typewriters and the like. Police abandoned the narcotics charge after they discovered that the confiscated pills were for birth control and Mrs. Delaney’s asthma medicine. But Burns and the Delaneys were charged with possession of pornography \(a misdemeanor on first offense, which, under state law, can bring punishment up to $1,000 and a year pornography in the house. He guessed that the charge pertains to the Notes issue of Oct. 16 which contained several nude pictures accompanying a story on “skin flicks.” The pictures are less reveal Nov. 29, 1968 3 Troubles on the Left