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Murphy, Thomas H. (ed.) / Wisconsin alumnus
Vol. 72, Number 7 (May 1971)

Moving up on the right,   pp. 4-8


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moving up on the right
W hen, just about two years ago,
      word got out that a small group
on campus was going to start a sec-
ond student newspaper, a lot of peo-
ple yawned um-hm. And when it was
further noised about that the purpose
of their venture was to quote break
the monopoly of the Left in the col-
lege press unquote, several more
laughed hah-hah. In the first place,
you out there in Weehawken or Den-
ver were at that time being fed na-
tional news coverage of the UW con-
sistin~g primarily of the morning
lineup of rioters: you would have
harbored serious doubts that there
were enough non-violents on campus
to set type on such a paper, let alone
buy it and read it through the tear-
gas. Secondly, around Madison, what
with a University which has been
known to stand on its ear to prove
its liberality, and what with the shade
of old Bob LaFollette perched on
Miss Forward's shoulder, you could
get the idea that it just isn't, well,
nice to speak out against the Left.
Oh, you can be a conservative, but
try to keep the noise down or the
CAP TIMES won't like it one little
bit, and your name will be sifted and
winnowed in a downright unkind
manner by some on the faculty.
   The capper was the rumor that
 the budding journalists were actually
 members of Young Americans for
 Freedom, an organization known to
 be slightly right of Bill Buckley and
 God, in that order. All this bulletin
 did was arouse a small cell who
 whispered that they hoped the paper
 would come out and would be a suc-
 cess, thereby wrenching this campus
 back to its senses-back to student
 docility, in loco parentis and gym
 bloomers.
   All in all, the odds were that the
 proposed paper would have a life
"the badger
herald" is
still number
two, but
trying
hard and
finding
things a
little easier.
span approximating that of the
mayfly.
   But, apparently not realizing those
odds, the kids kept saying they were
going to publish a paper, and that it
would be a conservative weekly and
given away for free, and called THE
BADGER HERALD, so there.
   The first issue appeared two years
ago come September, and if at that
time you happened to bet on the suc-
cess of the enterprise-whether
through faith, hope or charity-it is
now probably safe to collect. On the
other hand if you saw it as a clarion
of all that is Right and holy, you lose.
What the BADGER HERALD is
is a feisty little nipper with a great
deal of respect for the students it
talks to. In hard news coverage it
treats national and campus events
with decent objectivity. It leans cen-
ter-to-Right in editorial views, but
promptly jumps out of that mold to
take a roundhouse swing at the latest
Establishment inanity. Its writers are
as clumsy as those on any college
paper, their hyperbole as thick, thei
ability to laugh at what they consider
laughable-not excluding themselves
-a wonder to behold.
   1 he ouces o0 me HELR(ALD are
at 638 State Street, one flight up,
above Yost's Campus Shop and be.
hind the Jane Haslem art gallerys
and a dentist's office. Yet despite
such tony surroundings, the place
has managed in its brief span to as-
sume an appearance as delightfully
ratty as the city room of an old Lee
Tracy movie. Through the five rooms
the walls--what is visible of them
behind a high-wind pattern of tear
sheets, gag headlines, posters, news
photos-are of a color best described
as Landlord's Jaundice, and cracked.
The entrance room is filled with a
Coke machine, a coat rack and a
rump-sprung mohair couch: the edi-
torial space is a building inspector's
nightmare of chewed desks crammed
two in the space of one. The execu-
tive office is the one with the win-
dow, and even that is no bargain,
since the only worthwhile view is a
narrow shot of the rear of Langdon
Hall, from whence, alas, there are no
longer any co-eds snarking back.
  In this office, at one of the three
desks which jam together like Sia-
mese triplets, sits the current editor-
in-chief a  round-eyed, handsome
Italian boy named Nicholas J. LO-
niello. Nick, who was born and
raised on Emerald Street (his father
is president of Bob White Candy
company) is the third to occupy this
spot. (First was Mike Kelly, now
editing the post newspaper at a
Marine base; number two was Pat
Korten, who this year advanced to
the status of publisher, and who
works part-time as a newsman oil a
Madison station.)        continued
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