Word: finks
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...York City's Mayor John Lindsay calls Joseph Fink "my favorite hippie." The truth is, Fink is something of a square. He does not freak out, sport beads or let his hair hang to his collar. Instead, Fink wears the badge of a deputy inspector in the New York City Police Department. As head cop in the bohemian quarter of Manhattan's Lower East Side, Fink mans a little-known frontier of the law: preventive enforcement. At a time when young nonconformists tend to see cops as oppressors, call them pigs to their faces and even fling excrement...
...Fink's secret is community empathy, an element that is an absolute essential to keeping the peace in his Ninth Precinct. He describes his melting-pot enclave of less than one square mile as "a bouillabaisse" in which "all these people are cooking but never assimilate...
Easy to Spot. Rather than harass the hippies, Fink opens the doors of his precinct house and invites them in to "rap" (chat, deriving from "rapport") about their complaints. He does them favors, offers them free tickets to local shows, once wrote a letter of recommendation for a scholarship-seeking hippie who wanted to return to college. Above all, he speaks their language; when rapping with a hippie, for example, Fink usually calls his own police "the fuzz...
...Polish immigrant who had a tailor shop in the Lower East Side, Fink likes to stroll through the neighborhood where he played as a boy. He has trained his men to look the other way when hippies panhandle tourists. In return, their leaders cooperate with police in returning runaway minors to their parents, and help Fink keep track of narcotics in the neighborhood...
...making? The question frankly baffles many parents. Though they may admit that TV can expose new channels of experience, there is still the lingering fear that some day Video Boy is going to tie a towel around his neck and try to fly off the garage roof like Bat Fink; or, if somebody crosses him in the playground, he may poke his fingers in his eyes in the style of the Three Stooges. But mostly, with misty recollections of taffy pulls and swimming holes, parents are bothered by a vague feeling that, somehow, as one mother puts it, "life should...