OBSERVER A Journal of Free Voices A Window to the South Sept. 19, 1975 500 Dallas Rose Renfroe is something else. She is chiefly famous as the Dallas anti-busing lady, but she’s got a whole lot more going for her than Louise Day Hicks. She is a soft-spoken demagogue. She is a George Wallace populist. A few people think she’s a racist. Some people think she’s a bitch. And a whole lot more consider her a heroine. She may represent a new and different wave of Dallas conservatism. Renfroe’s “press face” is very attractive indeed. She’s got the natural politician’s talent for handling press and television. In fact, if she polishes that talent a little more, it will amount to a form of genius. She is a pretty woman blonde, blue-eyed, five-foot-two and cuddly-looking. Also tough as a 50-cent steak. She is very feminine and emphatically not a feminist. She has a soft little voice and comes on like a graduate of one of those peculiar Dallas seminars that teach submissive feminity. She just comes on that way: she’s actually sort of a brawler. Even before she knocked off a quintessential member of the Dallas Establishment in order to gain a seat on the city council, she had engaged in unjolly warfare with Paul Ragsdale, a black state representative from Dallas, and in positively epic battle with the local AFL-CIO, which done her wrong. When she gets onto the topic of the Dallas Establishment, one of her favorites, there is a distinctly malicious gleam in her eyes. But for the most part she displays a brilliant gift for getting people on her side: She is “little Rose,” the underdog, the sweet, sincere lady who stands up for what she thinks is right, but is so sensitive that she frequently cries over the assorted plights of poor people. One can be snide about her, as are many people in Dallas Dallas City Councilwoman Rose Renfroe Christi Collier Don’t mess with this lady .