New Braunfels Herald Zeitung (Newspaper) - January 20, 1987, New Braunfels, Texas
Dave Kramer. Editor and Publisher Jim Webre. Managing Editor
Herald-Zettunp, New Braunfels, Texas
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Editorial Rap J
Here is a sampling of editorial opinion from around the state:
Advice for Clements
Tongues tuckedonly partially in our cheeks, we can offer Gov.-elect Bill Clements some broad advice for his second stint in Austin.
First, we think Clements should study closely how outgoing Gov. Mark White went awry. Texans have never been long on liking to be fibbed to, and while White may not have known beforehand that he would deviate from many of his campaign promises, the days of wholesale forgiveness in Texas appear to be over.
Clements knows all too well what White’s tactics were. Clements even borrowed one or two of White’s techniques in his re-run for the governor’s chair.
For example, Clements’ disappearing trick with a much-touted plan of his pull Texas out of the depth of an oil-pricing pit comes to mind.
It’s never too late for honesty, but the earlier the better.
Build Temporary Prisons
It is not enough for the Texas Department of Corrections simply to refuse to accept any new prisoners in order to obey a federal judge’s order to eliminate overcrowding.
Prison officials also need to put some additional, temporary state facilities into service for minium-risk inmates — with the court’s permission — in order to a void overwhelming the Jails operated by county governments.
The state is bidding new prisons, but the TDC’s plan to use old military barracks for a temporary prison was rejected last year by Judge (William Wayne) Justice. It would be worthwhile for the TDC to try again to get perm-mission to remodel the facilities to make them available for low-rlsk prisoners.
Closing the gates at Texas prisons will quickly overcrowd county jails in Dallas and other urban centers.
...It is not fair for the TDC to pass its problem to local governments.
Dallas Times Herald
Contempt Order Ridiculous
Federal Judge William Wayne Justice has again smacked the state of Texas with his gavel of authority, finding them in contempt of court for failing to comply with his court-ordered prison reforms.
He has given the state until March 31 to clear up numerous problems, or face the possibity of fines totaling over $800,000 per day, beginning April I.
It is appropriate that the fines are set to begin on that day, since the amount of the fine certainly resembles an April Fool’s joke.
Fining the state what amounts to $24 million per month is absolutely ludicrous, and to expect them to pay such a fine is insane...
The Lufkin Daily News
State Rep. Lena Guerrero’s prefiling of House Bill 210, which would require a minimum 5-cent deposit on beer, soft drink and certain other beverage containers, is a step in the right direction
The container deposit legislation, co-sponsored by Guerrero, D-Austin, and Rep. Terral Smith, R-Austin, is designed to provide a monetary incentive for returning beverage containers to grocery stores or recycling centers.
...(It) would also include a minimum 5-cent deposit on plastic and metal soft drink containers. It would ban detachable pulltabs on cans, and non-biodegradable six-pack holders.
Nine states have adopted container deposit laws and have achieved major reductions in litter
Ifs high time Texas adopted container legislation, too
The Houston Post
First, the Bed News
Do you know those jokes that begin. “I ve got some good news and some bad news”? Well, here's one for the Texas Legislature, but it should be reworded, ‘i've got some bad news and some even worse news.”
The bad news is that when the Texas Legislature convened its 70th session, the state’s deficit was estimated at $5.8 billion. That’s pretty depressing, but at least Texans had known for some time that this fiscal crisis awaited them.
Now, however, legislators get the "even worse” news in the form of a report from State Comptroller Bob Bullock which forecasted the state’s first decrease in revenue collections in 30 years, a drop of about 2.9 percent.
At this point, no one knows how the state can even up its revenues and expenses. but this latest twist in the budget crisis makes it even less likely that Gov.-elect Bill Clements will be able to keep his campaign promise of no tax increase
Port Arthur News
Gov. Bill Clements Governor's Office State Capital Austin, Texas 78711
Lamar Smith United States House of Representatives 509 Cannon House Washington, D.C. 20515 U.S.Senator Lloyd Bentsen United States Senate Room 240, Russell Bldg. Washington, D.C. 20510 U.S. Sen. Phil Gramm United States Senate Washington, D.C. 20510
State. Sen. William Sims Capitol Station P.O. Box 12048 Austin, Texas 78711
State Sen. Judith Zaffirini Capitol Station P.O. Box 12068 Austin, Texas 78711
U.S. Rep. Mac Sweeney (Guadalupe County)
United States House of Representatives 1713 Longworth House Office Bldg. Washington, D C. 20515
State Rep. Edmund Kuempel Texas House of Representatives P.O. Box 2910 Austin, Texas 78769
the United States
The White House
1600 Pennsylvania Avenue
Washington, D.C. 20500
Highways Need Money
State road programs are beginning to suffer because the 99th Congress couldn’t produce a "dean" highway funding bill. The new 100th Congress should do it promptly.
A $13.1 billion authorization measure died last year when some members of Congress saddled it with extraneous provisions, the most controversial of
which was an amendment to repeal the national 55 mile-per-hour speed limit.
The bill’s demise left the states with no new highway money for fiscal 1987, which began Oct. I.
Unless Congress approves a funding bill this month or next, billions of dollars worth of construction will have to be postponed and tens of thousands of jobs could be lost.
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Pol ice officers' memorial fund worthwhile
WASHINGTON - To the best of my recollection, I have used this column only once In the past 22 years to urge support of a public fundraising effort. That was for the Vietnam Veterans Memorial. Let me break a rule once more. The National Law Enforcement Officers’ Memorial Fund deserves your help.
We tend to take our police, like our armed services, pretty much for granted. Except when we see a state trooper on patrol or a cop directing traffic, officers are largely out of sight and out of mind. Few of us ever have met an agent of the FBI or the Drug Enforcement Administration. We tend to forget that law enforcement Is a dangerous business, and that it demands a devotion to public service beyond anything ever asked of most Americans.
Just as we honor those who have died In military service, so we should honor those who have died in law enforcement. Toward this end. Congress in 1984 unanimously authorized a memorial to law enforcement officers who have died in the line of duty. Like the Viet man memorial, this memorial would be erected on public property but It must be privately financed. Work must begin by Oct. 19,1989. A fund of $5 million will be sought.
Over the past IO years, more than a thousand law enforcement officers have given their lives for our protection. Last year the toll numbered 98. Sixty died of gunshot wounds, 21 from traffic accidents. Eleven died in plane crashed, two from a bomb. One drowned, and one died of a heart attack brought on by pursuit of a fleeing felon.
We ought to honor LL John P. Frisco of the Windcrest (Texas) Police Department. He died in December 1985 in attempting to arrest a sneak thief who sped from the scene of the crime In a pickup truck. Frisco was hurled from the track and killed by another automobile.
We ought to honor Trooper Oran Hindman of South Dakota. He was fatally stabbed In May 1985 as he sought to arrest a man and woman for drunken driving.
We ought to honor Trooper Bruce K. Smalls of South Carolina. One morning in September 1985 he received a report that a motor home was being driven in an erratic manner. As he pulled the vehicle to the side of the highway, he was shot in the face and upper torso with a .357 Magnum handgun.
We ought to honor Benjamin Gorgon and Gerald Dove, special agents of the FBI. They died in April 1988 in a gun battle with bank robbers In a Miami suburb.
We ought to honor Officer John Martinez of the California Highway Patrol. As he was clearing accident debris from the San Bernardino Freeway in Alhambra, he wee shot and lolled by a heroin addict who happened to pass in a car.
We ought to honor Trooper Robert L. Coggins of North Carolina. In September 1985, attempting to question the driver of a stolen pickup track, he was overpowered and slain with his own service weapon.
We ought to honor Carlos Negron, a New Jersey State trooper. In May 1984 he was shot to death in a cold-blooded ambush staged by a
member of the Black Liberation Army. Negron had approached an apparently disabled van to see if he could help the occupants.
We ought to honor the women officers who have served as bravely as their male compatriots. Alma Waters of the Meridian, Miss., Police Department was slain in December 1985 as she attempted to handle a family disturbance. In San Diego, Patrolwoman Maureen K. Murphy met the same fate.
We ought to honor many others. Officer Baron Haynes of New York City testified against a criminal defendant; in July of last year he was shot fatally in revenge. Probation Officer Harold Gray of Tallahassee was lulled by one of his probationers. In Tucson, a drug runner shot and killed Agent Glenn Miles. In Washington, D.C., Officer Kevin Welsh drown as he sought to save a woman’s life.
The prospective memorial is laregely the inspiration of New York’s Rep. Mario Biaggi, a former police officer who IO times was wounded in the line of duty. He will serve as chairman of the board. Craig Floyd,, his legislative assistant. will serve as executive director The fund fortunately has secured Jan Scruggs, who made such a spectacular success of Ute Vietnam Veterans Memorial, to serve as project director. All contributions are tax deducUble, and the fund of course will publicly audited. The address is 1575 I St. NW, Suit 1075, Washington. D C. 20005. As we respect the rale of law, let us honor those who enforce it.
Slats' knuckle cracking a special talent
The first time Slats Grobnik cracked one of his knuckles dogs all over Ute neighborhood began barking, and a squad car came by to see who had been shot. Slats knew then that he had a special gift.
He could get two resounding cracks out of each finger, one from the knuckle and one from the middle joint And he could gst one out of each of his thumbs That made 18 of them. and when he did it fast, it was like a string of Zebra firecrackers.
It worried his mother for a while. She thought there might be something wrong with him, so she took him to the doctor who had an office upstairs over the drugstore to have him examined. The doctor told hor that 81ats had real loud knuckles and charged her 910. As they walked home Slats said: "I would have told you that for a quarter."
The Ttrupd bothered ayme people. In tehoet ho cracked them 48*1 tests because he liked to see the teacher jump, she finally made bim wear heavy fleers lined gloves to muffle the sound. It was more peaceful, but by the time everybody else was reading at the seventh grade level. Slats was still trying to gat his first book
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H, Uk«l cracking his kaudd« In th, movte* host, especially during Af romantic ooonoo. When Charles Boyer was kissing Botte Davis, Slats would clasp Ut hands and race thrall all 18 knuckles. The audience thoued Batt Davis' teeth were breaking Who knows whet they
would think during romantic scenes in today’s movies.
As he got older, his knuckles grew even louder. Every summer Slats was given the job as starter at the alderman’s neighborhood olympics. For a while the alderman had used a regular starter who fired a blank pistol, but instead of running the race, most of the wQi^jbortwod youths put their hands In the air or their pockets.
So they let Slats crack his big knuckle which was louder anyway.
During the winter, when the softball season was over, Slats was sponsored by Crazy Al’s Tavern to crack his knuckles In competition with representatives of other taverns.
He lost only one re*1* our of hundreds. And that loss, surprisingly, was to Mrs. Ruby Peak, an elderly widow who lived above the war surplus stere and represented Bruno's Tap. Mrs. Peak had a left knee that cracked like a rifle shot. It took her bbwy* four hours of steady cracking to boat Slats that one time, hut after that Mrs. Peak walked funny.
People who couldn't crack their suckles Hurt. or at all, were always asking Slats how he did it.
Uke meet great natural irtimtr. he was modest tbeiff hie talent. He'd say like: "I guam somebody up there likes to hear my knuckles pop." Or: "I could never have done it without my mother and father, who both got big
well, too, finishing in the judging behind a boy who clicked his teeth "Lady of Spain I Adore You" and a girl who toe-danced while playing "Lady of Spain I Adore You" on her accordion
Somebody once asked Slats why his knucklsi or anybody else’s knuckles for that matter, made a cracking noise. Slate, who could be philosophical, said: "What else are they good tor?”
His answer satisfied him, and it satisfied me Some things should not be explored too deeply the mystery is destroyed. Look what has happ< ad to am.
But now scientists, who can’t leave anything alone, claim to have found the reason for the cracking sound that knuckles make.
Some British researchers did it by using special knuckle-cracking machines, X rays am other measuring devices on s team of volunteers.
They have found this answer : There is fluid i the knuckle joints. When people stretch these joints, tiny gas bubbles form in the fluid. Whee you bend you fingers forward, the gas makes i
popping noise. Then the gas goes back into the
fluid and if you wait awhile, you can repeat tbs
He once appeared ob the Morris B. Sachs Radio Amateur Hour, cracking hie knuckles in How to "Logy af Spate I Adore You." Ha did
Big deal. Now that they have figured that out they'll probably start working on the quostion a why lome people can wiggle their ears and others can’t.
Slate could really wiggle his. For a while, ha even thought he bad solved the mystery of ama But that's «iww story.