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Duval: The Chapa-Carrillo clan retained their influence and continued to support the Parr forces. This spring there was a noisy break between the Parrs and Oscar Carrillo: most observers viewed it as the consequence of an over-hasty move by Carrillo to claim the power his family may someday inherit anyway. In recent years, also, Duval has seen the rise of a new jefe with close ties to Parr, Clinton Manges. Manges came to the state’s attention in November with the disclosure of his 1972 cash donation to Dolph Briscoe’s election campaign, one which was never reported. This spring, George Parr was found guilty on eight counts of income tax evasion. Archer was convicted of perjury. Both convictions are under appeal. Ed. Girls Bother Us, Say Ags Dec. 12, 1956 A Latin If Rudyard Kipling and, say, D. H. Lawrence were in competition for the laureateship of Texas A & M College \(where, one wag put it, “culture and agriculture are at death in turf parlance, going away. Kipling was not exactly a woman-hater. But there was definitely something of the stag-nighter about him, something of the bouncing bachelor, something of the little boy who thought only sissies play with girls. “A woman is only a woman, but a good cigar is a smoke,” he wrote, and writing it he identified himself at once as a Victorian Aggie \(if “Victorian Aggie” sounds impossible, it only shows O’Grady” to him all women were the same, whatever their rank. He had them figured, by gad; all were merely utensils of Man; MAN, the great god of the capital M who formed and broke the British square. Oh! The Aggies of Aggieland would have loved Rudyard. Now I know they would. A few days ago I wasn’t so sure. Texas A&M is the last land grant college in the nation that is still non-coeducational. I knew that much, but I thought that perhaps the school’s uni-sex singularity went without the spiritual support of a majority of the Aggies in residence. My perhapsing; I discovered, was all wrong. I discovered this simply by taking a straw poll of 80 Aggie freshmen, their minds freshly washed, rinsed, and hung out to dry for the coming four years. Eighty out of 7,000-plus students is a fair poll by Gallup’s or any other standard, and especially when the polling is done at A&M, for it is common knowledge \(and indeed a matter of The question I put to the 80 was simply: “Should A&M go co-ed?” Their response was written, and there was no limit on how many words they could use to express their opinions. Some of them really opened the spigot. Well, here are a few quotes from some of the written reactions: 1. “I have heard the saying many times of people corning up here or parents sending their boys up here to become men. However, if girls were here, I don’t think this could be done. I know, because I went through all my grade school years and high school years with girls and they didn’t make me a man. I’m not saying that I am a man now, but I sure feel closer to one than I have in the pass [sic].” 2.”A women [sic] has some effect upon a man that tends to make him shun his duties and obligations to his fellow men.” 3.scirts [sic] and big busts. We want it plane [sic], just all boys, old army.” 4.”There are also many men who graduated from this school who got married and can truly see why women mean the downfall of this school.” 5.”A military school can not remain a good military school if there are a bunch of females around bothering the cadets.” \(This is the typical appraisal “bunch of females” the scornful lumping together of the colonel’s wife and Judy and all 6.”It is my firm convection [sic] that any man who is married looks first to his family and then to his other duties. This does not tend to make a man a very good officer.” Obviously, to ‘admit girl students would be the same as match-making in mass. But more obviously, the U.S. Army has blundered criminallS, in failing to require of its officers a Jesuit-type vow of celibacy. All of which might be mildly humorous were it not for the fact that more than 1,000 of the A&M undergraduates were married, and many of the wives would like to attend college too many would like to stay within at least an intellectual stone’s throw of their husbands. The doors are barred to them \(except There is nothing remotely humorous, as most of these wives would testify, I’m sure, in being forced to mark time within the dreary boundaries of College Station for four years, attempting drone-clerk jobs at scab wages it is strictly a buyer’s flesh either sentimental or cerebral, and I did not mean to rise above the level of gig ’em. BOB SHERRILL A High 01′ Time By Ronnie Dugger Feb. 26, 1957 Dallas and Austin The AFL of Texas gave Ben Jack Cage an open-end ticket to anywhere, and Ben Jack Cage was just the man to use it. He tacked together a shanty empire of insurance and business that involved at least 75 companies, some of them as far away as the Panama Zone and the West Coast of Africa. He made boats, air conditioners, hand-purse alarms for frightened women, pregnancy testers, and a concoction to keep flies off of cows. And, man, he lived it up. He got involved in a paternity suit in California. His expense vouchers claim he spent $850 on a starlet. He chased all around over this country and made a side trip to Europe, scattering gifts to Powers models and other chicks as he went. He lavishly entertained and endowed those who were useful to him. What he didn’t do, few would venture to imagine. What he did do is now the subject of a House of Representatives investigation into what Rep. Marshall Bell calls “the greatest collapse in the history of the state,” which is going some. Cage is yet to be heard from, Cage pulled off the entire multi-million-dollar operation through a $10,000 corporation and there is no evidence that even that $10,000 ever reached the bank. The company, Jack December 27, 1974 43