Word: carred
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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Perched on the hood of a police car and surrounded by ten club-swinging bodyguards, the bouffant-haired Black Power fanatic harangued a crowd of more than 1,000 with his customary oxymoronic oratory, advising his listeners that the U.S. has 13 concentration camps where it plans to put Negroes and that "America gave us a black astronaut just so's they could lose that nigger in space." Then came the familiar peroration: "Stop singing and start swinging, chump. Get a gun." As the crowd broke up, a Negro girl skipped down the street happily chanting...
...right. Shortly after Rap left town, a band of angry Negro youths -many of them from Impact House, a federally funded poverty agency-gathered beneath the neon sign of a liquor store and began aping Brown's agitational frenzy. Soon rocks and bottles were smashing store and car windows; a policeman was shot in the arm by a sniper; another cop blasted a 19-year-old Negro car thief, killing him. Fire bombs popped, and guttering flames silhouetted the scurrying shapes of looters carrying liquor, meat, window fans, cosmetics, even a drugstore cash register. For three days the violence...
There was clearly a screw loose somewhere, but luckily not in the car. Down the straightaway of the Indianapolis Speedway at 160 m.p.h. whooshed the revolutionary, turbo-powered machine that had run away with the last "500" until breaking down eight miles from the finish. The driver: TV Comic Johnny Carson, 41, whose racing experience has consisted mostly of running after taxicabs in the rain. Carson came away from the stunt with (in descending order of surprise) his life, six usable minutes of film for his show, and increased respect for big-car racing. "Boy, you put your life...
...blew his mind out in a car...
...Fear. On the wheat plains of Greece, Anestis Canalis, a walleyed voyeur (Anestis Vlachos), goes prowling along a lovers' lane. Peering through a car window, he sees a couple entwined. The woman spots him and shrieks. As Anestis gropes his way in flight through the grain, the man shouts after him: "I know who you are, you sex-starved bastard...