Word: niggerized
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...Hitler," he shouted, "but you are an evil man!" Whereupon Clark knocked him, mouth bloodied, to the ground. Said Clark later: "If I hit him, I don't know it. One of the first things I ever learned was not to hit a nigger with your fist because his head is too hard. Of course, the camera might make me out a liar. I think I have a broken finger...
...history don had held a parliamentary seat from the racially mixed factory town of Smethwick. Then, during Britain's general election last October, Gordon Walker suddenly found himself in the middle of an ugly racial campaign conducted by backers of Tory Candidate Peter Griffiths. "If you want a nigger neighbor, vote Labor," read the smears on Smethwick's stone walls. Apparently plenty of Smethwickians were frightened, and although Gordon Walker tried to avoid the issue, Griffiths won in a startling upset...
They rent a reasonably clean little cottage, and he goes to work in a local sawmill. He tries hard to keep his face shut, but he can't stand to "act the nigger." In private he advises the other millhands to stand up to the white man-if need be, to organize a union. He is fired. His father-in-law eventually wangles him a job in a filling station, but a few days later the white vigilantes warn his employer that the station will be wrecked if "that nigger ain't gone-and damn soon." In fury...
...evidence, he has interviewed witnesses all over the South, painfully pored over the voting records of this Mississippi county and that Louisiana parish. Quietly he has confronted the likes of Mississippi's U.S. District Judge Harold Cox (ironically, a Kennedy appointee), who last March blasted Doar's "nigger" clients as "a bunch of chimpanzees." Mildly, Doar replied: "There is nothing un-American about registering to vote. I think it is quite proper for people to assemble...
Died. Carl Van Vechten, 84, critic, novelist, photographer and Manhattan bon vivant, who at the age of 40 gave up a career as New York's style-setting dance and music critic to write seven popular, thinly fictionalized accounts (Nigger Heaven, The Tattooed Countess) of his own Prohibition-era bohemian ways, at 52 launched yet another career as a renowned, and certainly magnanimous, portrait photographer (he gave his work to his subjects free of charge), all the while amassing enough Negro manuscripts and phonograph records from his old uptown haunts to establish the U.S.'s largest collection...