Word: shotguns
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...what happens is that, after the assassination, this assassin rushes out of the rooming house and what does he do? He does a very amazing, unusual thing. He takes a suitcase and very carefully props it up in front of a store. And in this suitcase there is a shotgun, very carefully left. And what is on it is Mr. James Earl Ray's fingerprints...
Routine police procedure provided the invitation to bloodshed. Two patrolmen investigating a parked car in a West Oakland slum were sent reeling by shotgun pellets. While they radioed for help, eight Negroes sprinted for a run-down frame house on 28th Street. For the next 90 minutes, they traded shots with police. A tear-gas cannister set a small fire. There was a cry of surrender from the dwelling, where walls and windows were splintered by more than 150 bullets. Out into a search light's glare emerged 17-year-old Bobby J. Hutton, the Panthers' treasurer. Retching...
There was a typically tragic progression to some deaths. Mrs. Hattie Johnson of Cincinnati was chatting with James Smith, a caretaker, at the doorway to a store when his shotgun discharged and killed her. Charged with manslaughter, he said youths approached to loot the store, and his gun went off in the scuffle. All involved were Negroes; yet rumors that Mrs. Johnson was killed by a "white honky cop" sparked a riot. Noel Wright, 30, a white University of Cincinnati graduate student, was yanked from his car, beaten and fatally stabbed while his wife was savaged by Negro girls...
...Tune, Durrell's first novel since the Quartet ended with Clea in 1960, a neurotic, solid-gold heiress with the heart of a prostitute streaks naked into her empty ballroom and shatters its mirrored walls with a repeating shotgun. This preposterous act suggests the syndrome of identity crisis and symbolic suicide encountered only too frequently in contemporary fiction. Mirrors and prisms are novelists' standard metaphors, and Durrell has always used them well. He does so again in this devilishly clever metaphysical mystery tale. But new times demand new metaphors; except for that brief, noisy episode in the ballroom...
...plot unfolds, Charlock marries Benedicta, the boss's daughter and the lady of the shotgun. Having become a key man in The Firm, with access to its inexhaustible assets, Charlock discovers the paradox of freedom: when all things are possible, nothing is possible. Denied the abrasive stimulation of uncertainty and risk, his creativity grows sluggish. A trip to the gambling tables owned by The Firm proves to be an exercise in boredom. Life for Charlock is reduced to a finite game that, like ticktacktoe, is impossible to lose once the rules have been learned...