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GOLF, SUN, FUN, PhOenix ARIZONA , The west’s most scenic spot where the sun spbnds the winter. Golf, swim, horseback ride, cook-outs in resort splendor. Season: Mid-December to May Writ for rates. okake Inn 6000 E. Camelback Road Editors, edit thyself They could have changed the name to Saint Houston \(in Austin, streets change be called “S.H.P.D.” but they didn’t. Henry Darrow, a figure often misrepresented, played the lead. There was a psychiatrist who delivered a quick diagnosis of what the psycho felt about “the little lady.” A lieutenant who got angry. Talk of Telephone Road. I couldn’t tell if it was authentic because nothing happened in Joske’s. The Rice Food Market seems to get knocked over about once a month, though, so if Hernandez becomes a series, we can hope. The critical fact about a TV series set in Houston is that is is the only acceptable kind of mixture which can be made of fantasy and reality. I mean all of us know that if you leave Tulsa headed east, sooner or later you will return to Tulsa from the west. None of those places really exist they make them up: New York, San Francisco, Illinois they build them down there on the south side. How do you know, for example, when you get on an airplane, that it ever leaves the ground? Maybe they just shake it a lot. And when you get out, that you’re not just in another part of Tulsa that you’ve never seen before? Driving to Denver some kind of elaborate treadmill arrangement. The motivation for a series like Hernandez: Houston P.D. is clear, and you can expect it to return, at least once a week, in the fall. The fascists were just afraid, with all that talk of Boston and Albuquerque and Darien, that some fool would try to walk out of Tulsa and fall off the edge. S.B. 22 The Texas Observer HORSE BACK \(!lt RIDING I am writing this as an open letter to those noble ghosts of yesteryear who are still listed on the masthead of the Observer as “Contributing Editors.” About a year and a half ago it became clear to me that I, as a contributing editor, was no longer a part of the Observer team. Times and editors and values had changed, and it was obvious that my particular kind of writing was not what the Observer-of-the-’70s was looking for. Thus I bowed out. I propose that each contributing editoras a New Year’s gesture toward cleaning out his professional closetsdo a similar bit of soul-searching and ask himself a few questions along these lines: “Do I actually contribute any more to the Observerand if not, why not? Am I central to its work? Do I now, as I once did, help ,shape its tone or add to its impact? Indeed, do the editors particularly want further contributions from me or are they content to let me molder impressively in my masthead grave? Have I become much like the name of a worthy trustee engraved in the granite cornerstone of some 1937 high school building a mere reminder of past days?” The Observer has been important, and is still important, to life and people in Texas, so Old-Soldier Contributors may like to continue being publically associated with the ideals of the Observer even if they never write a single line for it again. However, my point is that writers who are presently doing the work who are, in actual fact, contributing ought to be the ones recognized on the masthead and all others, sadly or gladly, should take their leave. Elroy Bode, 425 Sunset, El Paso, Tex. Observer heal thyself I was delighted to read in Mr. Dugger’s column for Dec. 29 his suggestion for more focus on the 25-person Texas delegation to the U.S: House of Representatives. As someone who has worked in local Congressional campaigns for such as Bella Abzug, Herman Badillo and Al Lowenstein, I completely agree. But may this subscriber also respectfully point out to you that the Observer’s coverage of the Texas delegation to Congress has been sketchy especially as compared with your understandably thorough job on the nearby \(and hardly To ask some questions yet unanswered by you: WHO IS DALE MILFORD? Or WHAT is he? Or why did Representative Purcell lose to Representative Price in spite of the former’s leadership of the small grain farmers in exposing the Wheat Deal last Fall? Aside from an analysis of Alan Steelman’s upset and more than enough on Barbara Jordan, your coverage on the 25 persons leaves much to be desired. The Observer might expand its Congressional coverage in many ways. Michael C. D. MacDonald, 72 Barrow Street, New York City 10014. The Observer cannot afford to set up a Washington bureau at this time: as a result we cannot deliver regular, reliable reporting on the subjects you suggest or on other matters of interest in Washington. We have visited with several correspondents there, in the hope that regular contributions will result. But no definite agreements have been reached.Ed. Winter for liberties Last Wednesday, Gov. Dolph Briscoe urged the Texas Legislature to join him in creating a “new springtime in the history of Texas government.” Well, at least we know one thing about the new governor he’s got Mel Brooks writing his speeches for him. For those of you that didn’t see the movie “The Producers”, perhaps, I should explain it has great significance for those of us living in Texas. Mel Brooks was the movie’s writer, and it’s all about these two fellows who decide to produce the worst play they can find, so that when opening night arrives and the play “bombs” all the donations needed to finance the play will automatically become theirs. With that plot in mind, they choose the play “Springtime for Hitler”, which is, of all things, a musical comedy about Hitler’s Third Reich. The funny and awful part, though, comes when in the opening scene dancing chorus girls accompanied by Gestapo-like agents waltz down the steps of Germany, singing in celebration of their leader and the Third Reich, all to the disbelief and horror of the theater’s audience. But, no sooner has the initial shock passed, than does the audience begin to like it, and the play becomes a “hit”. For the movie’s audience it’s, of course, a hilarious spoof. In Texas, however, the idea seems on the verge of becoming a reality. The new governor has chosen to build his success on a “bomb” \(after securing the includes a caveman’s revision of the penal code, a wait-and-see attitude on school financing and a new drug law that says nothing about reducing the severe penalty on the possession of marijuana. And, then, he seeks serious cooperation with the Legislature to create what he calls a new “springtime”. Just, exactly, what the governor means by that term is impossible to say. I, for one though, can just imagine the governor and the leaders of the Texas