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ito titog 1 Thanks to these friends who sent their support and best wishes . . . ATLANTIC MONTHLY 8 Arlington Boston, Massachusetts ST. LOUIS JOURNALISM REVIEW PO Box 3086 St. Louis, Missouri FOCUS/MIDWEST MAGAZINE PO Box 3086 St. Louis, Missouri WIN MAGAZINE Box 547 Rifton, New York THE WASHINGTON MONTHLY 1028 Connecticut Ave., NW Washington, D.C. AMERICAN FRIENDS SERVICE COMMITTEE 704 W. 25th Austin, Texas SOUTHWEST SPECIFICATION SERVICES 3801 Kirby, Suite 501 Houston, Texas NEW TIMES 1 Park Avenue New York, N.Y. KPFT-FM 419 Lovett Houston, Texas BULLETIN OF THE ATOMIC SCIENTISTS 1020-24 E. 58th St. Chicago, Illinois OIL, CHEMICAL & ATOMIC WORKERS INT’L UNION Local No. 4-73 AFL-CIO 1500 Jefferson Road Port Arthur, Texas AMERICAN FREEDOM FROM HUNGER FOUNDATION 1100 17th St., NW, Suite 701 Washington, D.C. THE OKLAHOMA OBSERVER PO Box 53371 Oklahoma City, Oklahoma . SANE 318 Massachusetts Ave., NE Washington, D.C. THE HIGHLANDER Marble Falls, Texas COMMUNICATIONS WORKERS OF AMERICA Local 6132 708 Rio Grande Austin, Texas HAWAII OBSERVER 835 Keeaumoku St. Honolulu, Hawaii CARPENTERS DISTRICT COUNCIL OF NORTH CENTRAL TEXAS 710 N. Watson Road #104 Arlington, Texas MOTHER EARTH NEWS PO Box 70 Hendersonville, North Carolina NATIONAL ORGANIZATION FOR WOMEN 2316 San Gabriel Austin, Texas TEXAS DEMOCRATIC SOCIALIST ORGANIZING COMMITTEE 106 Tudor San Antonio, Texas DESCANT Texas Christian University Fort Worth, Texas TEXAS & PACIFIC FILM CO. 1406 Nether St. Austin, Texas Alan Pogue Slices of Quince During the past 20 years, the Observer has not had many chances to gloat. But when we get ’em, boy, we take ’em. Ed. By. Larry L. King Nov. 27, 1964 Washington, D.C. On the theory that their ribs crack easier when they are down, let us deliver swift kicks into the prone forms of the Hons. Bruce Alger and Ed Foreman. Many delights accrued in the recent plebiscite. None pleasured me so much as the demise of two know-nothing Republican congressmen from Texas not even the smashing of the false idol Goldwater, nor the seam-bursting size of Senator Yarborough’s deliverance from what he passionately termed “the snares of many foulers.” The truth is, their defeat is not enough: I would like to think that on election day they got their pockets picked, and perhaps had flat tires while returning from the polls. While the liberal creed takes long root in compassion \(we weep copious tears for the glandular obese, milk-shy hottentots, be as pure as Ivory Soap and as full of love as Christine Keeler sans the profit motive, you must in this instance excuse me from the oath. Perhaps a bit of John Birch marrow reposes in these bones, permitting joy in the Humpty-Dumpty falls from grace of Saint-Bruce-The-Righteous and Ed-The-Simply-Terrible. If either Dr. Alger or Professor Foreman once rattled a bush in the name of the people, I missed seeing it shake. They were obstructionists pure and simple, given to voting against even such mundane legislation as that providing surplus milk for needy school children, or laying honorary citizenship upon Winston Churchill. Both went out of their way to insult their colleagues. Alger a decade ago back-handed the late Sam Rayburn by declining with pointlessly harsh words the Speaker’s kind invitation to attend weekly luncheons of the Texas congressional delegation. Foreman proved a junior McCarthy in his one-term career by tagging twenty-odd House members including Texan Henry Gonzalez as “pinkos”; had to apologize to one California congressman to get him off his back, and got jabbed by at least one Gonzalez fist. The extreme, clich-ridden speeches of both men often led one to wonder if their brains received the proper amount of oxygen. One might have thought that Hon. Foreman, simply by noting the state of disrepute into which his Dallas buddy had fallen in four prior terms, would have profited by Alger’s mistakes. But, as Louis Armstrong once said, “There is some folks who if they don’t know, you can’t tell ’em.” We are well shed of two congressional dolts who hardly had time to unpack their bags in Washington before they settled back on fat ischia to howl nonsense at the moon. It is riddance than which there is no finer. \(Mother may have raised a hateful AUSTIN PEOPLE TODAY PO Box 1661 Austin, Texas TULIA HERALD Tulia, Texas THE ANGELINA FREE PRESS PO Drawer M Diboll, Texas STEIN VETERINARY CLINIC 2810 Hillcrest San Antonio, Texas AUSTIN REPORT PO Box 12368, Capitol Station Austin, Texas