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Show LAST WEEK'S colyum was most unusual. It was the shortest short-est one I ever wrote and it created the most response. Briefly, I bewailed the fact I couldn't decide on a vote for President. McGovern is a pig in a poke, and Nixon has permitted his administration to become one of the most dishonest in half a century. Now if what happened to me since Friday is typical nationally, nation-ally, next Tuesday's election is going to be the dangedest mixed-up mixed-up affair anybody ever saw. I TALKED to ten different persons, men and women, Democrats and Republicans, and EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM shared my problem 100 per cent. These were normal, average, thinking, conscientious conscien-tious Americans, and NOT ONE OF THEM knew how he or she would vote on Nov. 7. And every one, like me, was worried about it. Quite typical was the comment com-ment of one lady: "I cannot WITH A CLEAR CONSCIENCE vote for Nixon. But on the other hand, he has accomplished so much recently, even though it appears timed for impressing voters, that I cannot bear to turn the responsibility over to McGovern." AND SO IT WENT, with all ten of my impromptu, informal interviews. They mistrust Nixon Nix-on to the point of restrained violence, but they don't know what to expect of McGovern. Imagine my surprise to open The S unday Tribune and read the column of John Knight, head of .a national newspaper empire, and find him echoing my words in great and profound detail. How many millions of us are there? And how shall we vote on Tuesday? Mac. |