Word: madnesses
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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They endured the taunts and obscenities of the militants-the Yippies, the Crazies, and, yes, the Mad Dogs. And while sticks and stones were hurled above and near their heads, they ringed the base of the Justice Department building and replied with the gesture that they and 250,000 other Americans had made famous that afternoon, the simple...
...Senators were at least partly borne out. While last month's Moratorium activities were violence-free, a group of young extremists in Washington last week twice marred the peace kept by the overwhelming majority of demonstrators. Breaking off from the main force, an ad hoc collection of Crazies, Yippies, Mad Dogs, Weathermen and freelance fanatics numbering more than 1,000 banded together as the Revolutionary Contingent for the Vietnamese People. On Friday night, as nonviolent activities continued elsewhere in Washington, they tried to march on the South Vietnamese embassy. One chant along the way: "Two, four, six, eight/Organize and smash...
...those mindless crowds that takes to the street during the final reel of every fifties horror movie. Except that there were supposed to be a monster at our rear, but we had no monster. All we had was a bunch of methodical cops, crop-dusting away like mad. It all seemed vaguely ridiculous to be staggering up 12th Street, coughing into your handkerchief, looking for all the would like a proliferation of defeated Camfiles...
...political allegiance, being too alienated to trust the liberals and not mad enough to join the Weathermen. As for the radicals, what leadership did they offer? A true radical. I've always held, can hardly ever be a leader. Radicals were made to sit in the back room of cheap cafes, debating ideology. That fantasy appealed to me, but even that had become impossible...
...were leaving the park, still a little high, we looked up at the Monument. Suddenly it all became very clear. We dashed up the hill as fast as we could, joined hands, and began a mad round dance-the music was still playing-around the base of the Monument. But it was much wider than we thought, and there were only eleven of us: we pleaded with people to join us. They just stared. Soon we ran out of breath, and we quit...