8The Daily Tar HeelMonday, March 26, 1984
Jeff Hiday, Editor
Joel Broadway, Managing Editor
Michael Toole, Editorial Page Editor
FRANK BRUNI, Associate Editor
KELLY SIMMONS, University Editor
KYLE MARSHALL, State and National Editor
MELANIE WELLS, City Editor
VANCE TREFETHEN, Business Editor
Stuart Tonkinson. News Editor
Frank Kennedy, Sports Editor
Jeff Grove, Arts Editor
ClNDY DUNLEVY, Features Editor
. CHARLES LEDFORD, Photography Editor
JEFF NeUVILLE. Photography Editor
From obscurity
As welcome and refreshing as Gary
Hart's overnight ascent to the front ranks
of contenders for the Democratic
presidential nomination was, there was
also a disturbing note to both his victory in
the New Hampshire primary and the
subsequent media fanfare. Were American
voters, bored with the exhaustive press
coverage of the bland, if politically solid,
Mondale simply responding to the idea of
an exuberant candidate with self-touted
"new ideas"? That American voters so
readily flocked to a candidate whose
precise platform remained ambiguous
almost seemed irresponsible. Yet the
results of Super Tuesday and subsequent
primaries and caucuses have convinced
voters to give Hart a closer look, to ex
amine where and what for he stands. In
turn, Hart must now successfully contend
with life under the political magnifying
glass if he plans to win his party's nomina
tion. A candidate outside of the political
limelight is allowed the luxury of unnotic
ed mistakes. Hart enjoys no such luxury;
now at center stage, he has been plagued
by blunders and disproven claims. For in
stance, Hart seems more than a bit befud
dled when it comes to TV commercials.
The senator last week found himself
apologizing to Mondale for accusing the
former vice president of planning to run
Post-game lament: Why us?
It just doesn't seem fair. Three of the
four teams pegged to make it to Seattle
did. The one that was supposed to win it
all did not. Instead, Virginia, easy prey
for the Heels twice this season and a team
that just did squeak by to make the
NCAAs, is in the Final Four. And the Tar
Heels will be staying home for a second
straight year.
Only He knows exactly how all this
came to pass. Not that we'd ever stoop to
play Monday morning quarterback, but
maybe if the Dean had played Micahael
Jordan more in the second half against
Indiana... And what if Kenny Smith had
not gotten injured in the game against
LSU? Those questions will linger long in
to the year, until time comes for another
pre-season poll and the chance for vin
dication. As a simple matter of reflection, those
who are quick to place the blame should
remember, this was the year we had
the team; the player. But a destiny that
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"negative" commercials that, in fact, did
not exist. Ironically enough, it was Hart
who then aired a television segment de
nouncing Mondale's endorsement by
Cook County (111.) Democratic chairman
Edward Vrdolyak.
Moreover, Hart's campaign in Illinois
witnessed both a growing skepticism
among voters and a breaking down of the
myth that all Yuppies supported Hart.
Hart was so insistent upon his - fresh
perspective that the press corps dubbed the
senator "His Newness." Illinois voters ap
parently shared the doubts of the press
both yearned for the substance behind
Hart's claims and Mondale came away
with a solid victory, winning over affluent
suburbanites formerly believed to support
Hart.
Although no candidate should be judg
ed on the basis of his public composure
alone, Hart must certainly realize his
precarious position and the importance of
perception. In politics, reality plays second
fiddle to what the public perceives. The
wave of skepticism about Hart's "new
ideas" is in part unfounded, but it is
reassuring to see the senator bombarded,
as his opponents have been, by the press
and the public. It's only fair. The fire's
been stoked Now it is up to Hart to keep
cool under all the pressure and make his
platform clearer to voters.
hinges on your all-American not getting
into foul trouble or another starter not
breaking his wrist is precarious at best. In
basketball, off nights are far more com
mon than national championships.
Try as we might, we've come to realize
that philosphical rationalizations do little
to ease the disappointment of fans who
pulled for the team all year. The long,
mostly victorious season boiled down into
one, bitter. 72-68 loss against Indiana
Thursday night, and that's sad. But we've
had an entire weekend to drowned our
sorrows and walk with heads bowed. To
lift our spirits, let's remember the team's
undefeated ACC record, and the spec
tacular play of Michael Jordan and Sam
Perkins during the regular season. We
might have thought that we wouldn't par
ty on Franklin Street for the rest of the
year. Let's not let one game discourage
that effort, or whatever effort is takes to
walk with chins up.
A USFL FOOTBALL C0N1RACT ,
Tar Heel
A Moscow pizzeria's influence system
By DAVID ROME
Everyday is an experience for an American in
Moscow. Although I found life for four months
there often frustrating and miserable, in many
ways, I miss it now.
Living in Moscow and not being exposed to the
influence system is like living in Chapel Hill and
not knowing about the Tar Heels. I had an in
teresting exposure to this influence system at one of
four Moscow Dizzerias. A straneer and I stood in
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pizzeria. A little while later a doorman opened the
door and said, "There are no places," and slam
med it quickly. We knocked again. He opened the
door and said, "What do you want?" I said, "Piz
za." The other man opened his jacket and revealed
a military uniform.
The doorman let us into the small entryway and
said, "So, you want to eat, huh," while rubbing his
palms. The stranger pulled out a closed billfold and
opened it in front of the doorman, revealing
something which I could not see. I knew all about
this game, but it was not worth it for me to give
him any money, so I pulled out a cheap ball point
pen and handed it to him; a similar pen had admit
ted me into the fanciest restaurant and dance hall in
town. He said, "What's this?" I said, "A pen,
American." He smiled at the other guy and gave it
back to me as if it were an insult. For some reason,
though, he let us both in the next door.
As we came through the next door, we started to
take our coats off and head for the coat room, but
the doorman's boss came over and yelled, "You
can take you coat off," pointing at me, "and you
cannot" pointing at the other guy. "You can only
go to the bar if you want." The other man accepted
his fate without argument, and. I was seated in a
room with several empty tables.
This influence exists on all levels and gives rise to
the black market. Black marketeering was wide
spread in my institute, and Westerners in the Soviet
Union are frequently approached by black mar
keteers wanting to buy their clothes or watches or
American dollars. My strangest experience with
LETTERS TO THE EDITQ
Men, media oppress women
To the editor:
In the past few weeks, a great deal
of planning, organization and presen
tation has taken place by groups con
cerned about the problems facing
women in today's society. However,
these efforts to create awareness have
run into some barriers readily ap
GPSF positions
To the editor:
One-third of the degree-seeking,
fee-paying students on this campus
are graduate and professional
students. In many; ways, graduate
and undergraduate students have
much in common; but in many other
ways, graduate students' concerns,
needs and perspectives are quite dif
ferent. Because of these differences it
is important that we are represented
in the University structure where
decisions and policies are made which
affect us in particular and all students
in general.
The Graduate and Professional
Student Federation annually appoints
graduate and professional students to
Chancellor's Committees and other
university boards. Appointments will
be made to the following
Chancellor's Committees: Building
and Grounds; Calendar; Established
1 983 'Yack 'available
To the editor:
For those of you who have been
patient, the wait will soon be over;
the 1983 Yackety Yack will go to
press April 2. We have put together
what we believe to be a more student
oriented Yack than has appeared in
many years. Our objective was to
make a book that will remind you
what it was to be a student at UNC in
1983.
We regret the late publication date
of this issue, but we did not want to
publish until we were satisfied that
the book was what our subscribers
Carolina students wanted. We
thought it better to come out late and
have a book that you can appreciate
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this "second economy" was when a Soviet friend
and I were trying to hail a cab. It is well known that
private car drivers will provide illegal taxi service at
a premium price, often using government gasoline
purchased "on the left" from truck drivers. Just
such a car stopped for my friend and me. When I
was riding along, my friend pointed out the suit
hanging next to me which was a policeman's
uniform, and I noticed the police light in the back
window and the sophisticated radio. We were
riding in a police car, and he took us halfway across
town for 3 rubles ($4).
That same friend, Andrei, who helped me hail
the taxi, is now in the Soviet Army doing his two
years of obligatory service. He was one who went
out of his way to meet foreigners. He wanted to
know about the West and liked to show off his
knowledge of and love for Western things. We
avoided political discussions with each other, but
when we finally did talk politics, he surprised me by
being a firm believer in the Soviet system and the
construction of communism.
Once when I tried to call Andrei, who rented a
room from an old woman, I was frightened for his
safety. The first time I called, I spoke with the old
woman who said to call back in an hour. I called
back in an hour and a man picked up the phone
and spoke only after I spoke. I asked for Andrei,
and he repeatedly asked me who I was, where I was
from, where I was calling from, and why I needed
to speak with Andrei. He said that Andrei was in
deed there, but insisted on knowing more about
me. Andrei, who could not have me over to his
place, had warned me previously not to announce
on the phone that I was an American, etc. I had
learned to call only from the street or public places,
, and this time I was in the metro. I finally hung up
on this man who I suspected was with the KGB and
worried about Andrei. I then went several weeks
before contacting Andrei again, but he laughed off
the incident on the phone as a drunk neighbor play
ing games.
The Soviet education system was admirable in
many ways. I was constantly reminded that 80 per-
parent within the present male
dominated system.
For example; the rally in the Pit in
honor of International Women's Day
attracted between 75 , and 100
onlookers most of whom stayed
for the entire program but failed
to attract even a mention in either
The Daily Tar Heel or. The Chapel
Hill Newspaper. Women unac
customed to public speaking as well
as those comfortable before crowds
including nationally-known singer
Holly Near took the opportunity
to create an awareness of the
numerous problems that are inherent
in the current system of male prob
lems that are inherent in the current
system of male supremacy. Excuses
are readily made by and for the media
the most popular being "we can't
cover everyone who speaks in the
Pit" but maybe the fault of the
media lies within a system that effec
tively portrays the problems of
women as trivial. The media thereby
dismiss themselves from any sort of
social responsibility for addressing
and changing these problems.
In the second instance,, the rape
awareness program initiated by
AWS, through its red ribbons and let
ters to the editor, was met with male
Lectures; Scholarships, Awards and
Student Aid; Parking Appeals; Status
of Minorities and the Disadvantaged;
Student Health Services Advisory;
Student Stores Advisory; Food Ser
vices Advisory; Traffic and Parking
Advisory; and Energy Conservation.
The following appointments will
also be made: GPSF vice president,
graduate attorney general and Union
Board of Directors.
Students who are interested in any
of these positions are encouraged to
call or stop by the GPSF office in
Suite D of the Carolina Union. Most
positions involve only two to four
meetings a year, but the contributions
that can be made are significant. If in
doubt, go ahead and apply.
By MICHAEL
Tom Terrell
GPSF President
I'm on the phone to Jesus night
before last and after my usual
gripes about too much work, not
enough sex and the threat of
thermonuclear annihilation. He
says, how'd you like a visit?
Right, I say, that's an old one.
You show three times looking
scuzy, so I throw You out thrice
and look like a jerk. No, no joke,
He says, and offers to buy the
beer. Dig it, says I.
So the next day's bright and
fine with a breeze as soft and
warm as babies' breath but smell
ing a lot better, and I'm kicked
back on the Lenoir steps sucking
up some palpable rays listening to
birds twittering and squirrels rut
ting and somebody shouting Jesus
in the Pit. He's a wonderfully
clear-eyed young man but most
everybody's ignoring him. Not
me. Just because it isn't gonna be'
a joke doesn't mean He doesn't
have a sense of humor, right? But
the well-groomed very white
young fellow doesn't wink at me
so I get bored too and look at the
other bored or embarrassed or
amused people going by, mostly,
the girls, you know, and I see this
babe who makes my molars hurt.
Spiked heels, leather skirt and
shagged hair; tight-limbed and
knowing it, with breasts that move
like breeze-touched blossoms.
Well, she's not winking at me
either, but she is looking at him
while he's saying something about
how he knows all about tempta
tion, how he, too, wasted his life
sodomizing Labradors, drinking
Sterno, shooting Clorox, and how
. he's saved and we're fried and she
walks over and just lays into him
with a line of rap like I never
heard before. That sweet babe's
glaring through mascara calling
for the next 50 years.
Unlike years before, we will not
print any extra copies of the 1983
book. However, right now we are
taking subscriptions for a special ex
tended press run. This is your oppor
tunity to purchase a Yack. Our long
waiting list indicated that many peo
ple wanted to get a book but did not
subscribe.
If you would like to reserve a copy
of the 1983 Yack, come by our office,
106 Carolina Union, by Thursday,
March 29.
Peter Krogh
associate editor
. 1983 Yackety Yack
ppnt of thp lnnn I :?! woe tllitrnt Hpfore the
revolution in 1917, and now, virtually no one is.
The school systems are standardized throughout
the country and seem to emphasize memorization of
material rather than interpretation. Everyone takes
great pride in the classics of Russian literature.
The Soviets take great pride in their cultural Der-
formances as well. I saw my first operas and ballets
and several of the best plays in the best theatres for
an average of $3 a ticket. Movies cost between 20
and 80 cents.
When I would see how poor the quality of most
consumer goods was and see how slowly and inef
ficiently many people worked, I would say to
myself, "Is this the country that is supposed to beat
us in a war?" Obviously, many of the best re
sources go into defense, but this is a country where,
when they heard about microchips, boasted that
they would make the biggest microchips in the
world. The Soviets lost 20 million people during
World War II, and have a deep sense of the reality
of war. Their fear of the United States made me
wonder about the Soviet military threat that
Americans tend to feel.
The natural tendency is to try and compare life in
the Soviet Union with life in America. I was con
stantly asked to make these comparisons in
Moscow, and I was naturally biased toward the
United States. Then, realizing I needed to say
something positive about the Soviet Union, I would
say, "Yes, but you have the best ice cream in the
world; vanilla is my favorite anyway, so who needs
other flavors." They have more than good ice
cream. They have full employment, a workable
welfare system, a consistent and palatable view of
history and the world and a proud heritage and
cultural tradition. Several Russians told me how
much Russians and Americans are alike. We may
be, but we live in very different countries with dif
ferent ideologies, values and legacies. As the Rus
sians would say, "Homeland is homeland."
David Rome, a junior Russian major from
Bloomfield, Conn., spent last fall in Moscow at the
Pushkin Institute of the Russian Language. This
column is the last in a series on Soviet life.
disapproval. Perhaps Joe Simpson
("Escort enlightened," DTH, March
19) believes he deserves a gold star for
working for an escort organization
that protects women from rapists
while it promotes the patriarchal
system which encourages women to
look to me for protection from men.
He takes considerable offense to
Ashley Royal's statement, "If we
don't fight back, who will? Certainly
not men." Having to rely on men for
protection is not fighting back, it's
falling back back into a position of
inferiority and continued male
domination. '
Shouldn't there be a solution to the
problems facing women that does not
include submitting to any form of
domination either verbal, physical
or psychological?
M. Wall
Chapel Hill
Born again, lost again?
him and his brand of religion neo-.
tascist hate-mongers merchandiz
ing misery and other stuff I can't
even remember while working in
aspersions upon his engendering
that I do remember but can't say
in a newspaper. . ' , '
Then these two other clear-eyed
fellows 'come up behind the chick
each grabbing an arm while the
evangelist shuts her up by anoint
ing her face and breasts with his
well-worn copy of the Word. By
this time, a really good-sized
crowd has gathered, and our boy
goes-back into his rap while the
babe is kind of sagging there held
up by the arms and the spittle
from his mouth reflects the same
clear light of' his eyes as he
climaxes, pumping those syllables,
calling the woman a harlot and,
yanking her hair back with one
hand, screaming Amen, rams his
tightly rolled Good News down
her throat.
I sit there for a couple of
seconds trying to figure if this is
one of those psychotropic flash
backs, decide not, and run inside
to call Security, an ambulance
and the Chapel Hill police. Then I
run back out to see what's to do.
The girl is gone. The authority
figures arrived to find 62 new
clear-eyed converts all praising
Jesus so stoned happy saying yes
sir and no sir to everything that
they hand me an $82.65 am
bulance bill and a misdemeanor
charge. And they don't wink
either.
So I know already but just to be
sure I wait 'til midnight with no
sign of Jesus before I call again.
She answers the 'phone but can't
talk, of course. Sounds like She's
crying. I say I'm sorry and maybe
some other time. She was right, it
ain't no joke, what they do to
Jesus in the Pit.
MATTI
. Michael Matti is a graduate stu
dent in English from Pittsboro. :
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