Page 4 Congratulations, Tom ~ We haven’t agreed with Harveys Lake Borough chairman Thomas Cadwalader’s handling of the Lake’s sewer controversy .in the past, but we commend and congratulate him on his handling of it at the regular June 14 council meeting. At that meeting, Mr. Cadwalader voted “yes” for an ordinance that will almost definitely give the Harveys Lake Municipal Authority future control of the Lake’s sewer project. Mr. Cadwalader had been against this control in the past, unhappy with their cooperativeness and with that of their en- gineering firm, Glace and Glace. And he had voted accordingly. At last Thursday’s meeting, he still was against HLMA controi and still thought that their engineers left Harveys Lake Council in the dark. He said so before he cast his vote. But he voted, against his dents of Harveys Lake. ; Only time will tell whether the voters were right or whether Mr. Cadwalader’s opinion should have been heeded, but, as we have said editorially, Mr. Cadwalader made his past mistakes by voting according to his own ideas and not according to the will of the people he represented. Truly representative government, as it is sup- posed to work at Harveys Lake and throughout our country, should carry the will of the majority, even if those in office think that the majority is wrong. Mr. Cadwalader admirably changed his position, when the voters of the borough dramatically indi- cated their leanings on the sewer question by voting the incumbent chairman out of office in the pri- maries. The chairman is also to be commended for what followed that ordinance vote. Mr. Cadwalader excused himself ‘‘for personal reasons and for reasons of necessity’’. After he had gone, the secretary read his thoughtful and sincere letter of resignation. It was also a letter of apology. He took the blame for his defeat at the polls and for We would say, Mr. Cadwalader, that it takes a wise man to realize his limitations and to be aware that he might have made an error. ; ““T hope "that 'my resignation might serve asia stepping stone to an end to the animosity in this borough’’, his resignation ends. Admirable, Mr. Cadwalader. Very admirable. This country needs more politicians who realize that they can make mistakes, who are objective enough toreverse themselves on a major stand. We ambition and pride to serve the will of the majority. Risk of Thinking Crackpot inventors are getting scarce as gold nuggets. Oh, there are plenty of sane inventors. And there Millions of United States patents have been issued since the first one in 1790, when up-and-coming future president Thomas Jefferson, himself an estimable inventor, looked after the little patent office in his spare time. But most inventors today are rather sophisti- cated—or at least practical. They’re making a buck working 9 to 5. Nearly 80 percent of patents go to products of computers and corporate team research. So it is hard to find a bona fide crackpot—a looney Rube Goldberg gadgeteer, a wild day- dreamer, a kooky tinkerer, a mad scientist, an utterly unrealistic visionary. It is too bad (and pretty dull) because every new idea begins as a minority of one and almost invari- ably everybody knows, the authorities already have all the answers. It is too bad because an old idea slightly altered It is too bad because the undeclared brotherhood Every school kid knows a long list of revered revolutionaries who once were considered crack- pots—Columbus, Galileo, Copernicus, even the impractical Wright brothers with their outlandish, There are risks in daring to think in new ways, original thinker often pays a heavy price for by William Ecenbarger Who can drive a 70,000-ton tractor-trailer highway? Anyone with a standard operator’s license. There are only two special driver’s licen- sing categories in Pennsylvania: School bus operators and motorcyclists. Contrast this philosophy (or non-philo- sophy) with that of the Federal Aviation Administration, which recognizes that flying a Piper Cub is not the same thing as flying a Boeing 747 and issues pilot licenses accord- ingly. Pennsylvania says, in effect, that driving the family station wagon to the supermarket is the same thing as driving a huge tractor- trailer on an interstate highway. ‘Most Pennsylvania drivers obtained their operating privelege shortly after their 16th birthday by taking a spin in dad’s sedan around a quarter-mile track at speeds ap- proaching 25 miles per hour. They also had to parrot the answers to some questions that they knew they would be asked. State officials have been concerned for many years that they blithely may be licen- sing potential highway assassins, but the painful metomorphosis from concern to There have been some muted noises this year about a tougher driver’s test, but nothing definite has developed. The focus of concern has been the trucking industry, whose vehicles have increased in number, power, weight and length over the past 30 years. Right now the truck lobby is trying to steer through the Legislature a bill allowing so-called ‘‘double-bottoms’’ on Pennsylvania highways. It’s always been a rule of thumb in the trucking business that one way to turn a buck is to overload your vehicle, exceed the speed limits and cut corners by using posted bridges. These widely acknowledged prac- TRB from Washington It was just a year ago that the Supreme Court unanimously rejected the Administra- tion’s plea for warrantless wire-tapping. By a coincidence, Leonid Brezhnev is here now, visiting the harassed and beleaguered Presi- dent. The dissimilar events are connected in illustrating Mr. Nixon's curious predicament. The President desperately needs a bogey. He needs something to scare people with. Maybe then they would unite behind him. All his political career he used the Red Peril, in contests for House, Senate, Governor and, now and then, for President. It served pretty well. But thén, like fhe improvident farmer who ate his‘seed corn; he visited Peking and Moscow and used the bogey up; today, in- stead of a scare object, Mr. Brezhnev’s presence is a symbol of successful diplomacy. Fine, so far as this column is concerned, but awkward in leaving Mr. Nixon ogreless, just when he needs one most to scare former followers back into line. Maybe the dollar is the victim of a sinister - foreign conspiracy - but somehow that doesn’t raise the goose flesh. Mr. Nixon did invent a fairly plausible hate target in the 1970 and 1972 elections: he urged followers to vent their venom against anti-war youngsters, restless blacks, the social reformers and the elitest press that egged them all on. It wasn’t top vintage but, lacking a snarling foreigner to get mad at Mr. Nixon did as well as he could with national security - domestic national security since trips to China and Russia showed the old foreign menace was over sold. National security legitimitized anything: sabotage, wire tapping, burglar- izing. But here the Supreme Court stepped in. Two days after the Watergate break-in, the | Rustlings by Russ Williams The Indianapolis 500, Burger King, banked highways, six and eight-lane high- ways, .instant coffee, Kentucky Fried Chicken, speed-reading, push-button phones, drive-in banks, escalators, super-sonic jets, Los Vegas weddings, Mexican divorces, Instant Cream of Wheat, computers, prefab houses, roller coasters, artificial grass, drive- through car washes, four-minute miles, one hour cleaners, photo copiers, electric type- writers, Speedy Gonzales, and Johnny Light- ning toy. cars. Americans live too fast. The only time I can remember being happier doing something fast, rather than slow, was when I left the vacinity of the hornets’ nest I had disturbed. I'd rather walk, eat, read, think, bathe, etc. slowly. If I walk fast, I don’t see anything. If I eat fast, I don’t taste anything. If I read fast, I don’t enjoy it. If I think too fast, I worry myself. If I bathe too fast, I don’t get clean; if I bathe slowly I get clean, feel clean, and relax. Car racing has become the second most popular spectator sport in America. Europeans enjoy car racing, too. It’s interes- ting to note, however, that in the other coun- tries that enjoy car racing, Grand Prix-type racing is the rule. In this racing speed is important, but more so is cornering ability. Grand Prix drivers race over a flat road bed, full of sharp curves. Speeds range from quite slow to very fast depending upon what part of the track they are on. 3 In the United States the racing “rule” is tices, coupled with the knowledge that the man behind the wheel of a truck has probably sometimes makes the dwarfed automobile motorist uneasy. As the fact-finding techniques in traffic safety become more sophisticated, it is trucks are involved in serious, death-dealing accidents at a rate well above their propor- tion to other vehicles and to miles driven. If Pennsylvania does act to make it tougher to get behind the wheel of a truck legally, it will probably be because of heavy pressure now being exerted from Washington. Among 16 goals set down by the U.S. Trans- portation Department for the states is the establishment of a nationwide licensing SRL Cot ZN (EN ——— GAS DISTRIBUTORS!’ system that identifies the type of vehicle that" the licensee is qualified to drive. There would still be a single operator’s license, but it would carry gradations for types of vehicles. The more complex the vehicle, the more complex and difficult the test for a license to drive it. + Thus the day may be coming in Fennsyl- vania when driving is as safe as flying. NOUR Keyl LA ww IS. & > I~ ~ 3 SS 2 TL) S i Court, June 19, 1972, utterly rejected the thesis of the former attorney general, John Mitchell, that the “inherent power’ of the President permitted him, without court or congressional authority, to order private citizens’ phones bugged in domestic security cases. ‘Inherent power’ flowed from the monarch, under this thesis, as did that of a medieval monarch who cured scrofula by the laying on of hands. Listen to Justice Douglas’s concurrent opinion: ‘‘We are currently in the throes of McCarthy era.” He said that, ‘‘Those who register dissent or who petition their govern- ments for redress are subjected to scrutiny by grand juries, by the FBI or even by the mili- tary.” He denounced ‘‘the omnipresent elect- ronic ear of the Government.” Whom could he have meant? Well, read Mr. Nixon's justification last May 22 for setting up a gestapo-style intelligence complex; a complex supplemented by his own White House ‘‘special intelligence unit’’ (the plumbers) that finally slopped over into Watergate. “In the spring and summer of 1970,” Mr. Nixon told the nation, ‘‘another security problem reached critical proportions. In March a wave of bombings and explosions struck campuses and cities...rioting and violence on college campuses reached a new peak after the Cambodian operation...Some of the disruptive activities were receiving foreign support.” Here, then, was The Menance. And note the line, “foreign support.” We have listened to the Watergate burglars testifying before the Ervin committee and, again and again, they tell of rifling papers in private homes trying to find evidence of foreign support. They never found it. So far as we know, Mr. Nixon can’t corroborate his flat statement (Is it con- ceivable that, in his present plight, if he had evidence of. ‘foreign support” he wouldn’t display it?) Meanwhile, in the grip of what Justice Douglas called ‘‘paranoia,” Mr. Nixon ap- proved the half-crazy plans of his young staff Howard Phiflip§ (who iS ‘¢tirrently demolish- Young Americans for Freedom. Houston’s secret memos have been preserved and published. He advocated among other things “surreptitious entry’” ‘which, he carefully noted, “is clearly illegal: it amounts to burglary.” President Nixon, sworn to uphold the law, agreed to break the law, though the program was checked by J. Edgar Hoover, whereupon the White House set up its own private-eye group, that finally produced Natergate. “If the government becomes a law- breaker,” wrote Justice Brandeis in his dissent in a 1928 wire-tap decision, ‘‘it breeds contempt for the law. It invites every man to become a law unto himself; it invites anar- chy.” Every now and then it helps to square these extraordinary excesses with some sane comment as, for example, the quiet Supreme Court decision, June 19, last year. Mr. Mit- chell pleaded for unrestricted wiretapping to preserve law-and-order. (He is now under indictment.) Solicitor general Edwin Griswold thought the case too weak to argue, which probably cost him his job. But others came forward. Ferociously anti-left Robert Mardian, whose name figures in Watergate hearings, blandly told the court that ‘‘the privacy of American citizens’’ is better protected by giving wire-tap authorization to Mr. Mitchell ‘“‘than to judges across the nation.” Former assistant attorney general William Rehnquist told a Senate committee headed by protesting Sam Ervin: ‘‘I think it quite likely that self-discipline on the part of the execu- Well, Mr. Rehnquist. for hid, palty, got elevated to the Supreme Court. He abstained from voting in the wiretap case and saw every one of his eight new Ser onan three Nixon appointees), repudiate his wiretap view, 8-0. wis One wonders what Brezhev thinks of it all. Why are Americans so upset by secret police, by wiretapping? He keeps mum because he needs US trade and industrial equipment. The President parades him as a symbol of diplo- matic prestige, but there must be moments when he, Mr. Nixon, yearns for his old Red Bogey. The President hasn’t had a press conferen- ce since March 14. How can he have one? How can he answer those questions on Watergate? The polls say a majority thinks he knew about the cover-up, and certainly the evidence is lapping close to his feet. Perhaps Mr. Nixon might read to Leonid the comme@iof Justice Powell, one year ago: ‘“The pride of lawful public dissent must not be a dread of sub- jection to an unchecked surveillance power.” keep your foot to the floor and keep turning left. The course is built for maximum speed. The sport has gotten to the point where the machines are reaching speeds that men are almost not able to control. As the drivers explain it, they used to be able to get away with small mistakes, now there is room for none. At 200 m.p.h. the slightest missteer or the tiniest swerve and they will crash. The two horrible Indianapolis crashes this year point out that racing machines are getting too fast for human manipulation. The Indianapolis crashes are also symbolic of what America’s habit of living too fast holds in store for some. Nervous conditions and nervous break- downs, overwork, fatigue, worry and unhappiness are some of the results on human brains, bodies and nervous systems, which were not created or evolved to function at the speed that we so often demand of them. Just as the Indianapolis cars break down or break up during the course of the super fast races, humans can break down or break up under the super fast pace of life today. I have some suggestions. We can’t help the way things are. (Not just like that.) And they're fast. But we can move a little slower within the chaos if we catch ourselves now and then when we are moving too fast, not seeing things, not hearing things, and not relaxing. If you have a watch with a second hand on it, have it removed. If you are one of those who are lucky enough to not need the minute home, tell time by the sun or by your stomach, when you have the chance. On your next vacation try to go a whole week without knowing exactly what time it is. When you next go to a fast-food “joint”, take your time anyway. Just because it only takes 14 seconds between the time you order and when you get your double cheeseburger doesn’t mean that you have to eat it that fast. Take your time. Take both hands off your sandwich now and then. Chew thoroughly. You might find that some of those “fast” sandwiches are also tasty. Maybe you won’t; Chicken Havens” to choose from. When you don’t have to be somewhere in a hurry, and you are driving or walking, slow down. Reduce your normal pace by a fifth or fourth or third. I find that a small reduction in the speed of my walking or driving makes a large improvement in my enjoyment of that drive or walk. 3 If you usually are sweating and exhaus- ted after you finish cutting the grass, take twice as long to do it next time. You might even like cutting the grass. Take up a hobby that requires a slow, relaxed pace, like fishing, watching grass grow or brain surgery. The next time you have to take a long trip don’t fall into the interstate, super-road trap. Take a winding, two-laner through some beautifuul Pennsylvania farm land. Your trip might take an extra hour, but it’s likely that those hours will be more pleasantly spent than they would have been if yous had taken the interstate. y Anytime you find yourself moving too fast at anything, just start humming, the ‘59th Street Bridge Song’’. 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