Word: silver
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...elements are basic--a hillside, a bathtub, a mirror. The few people in these pictures are not really individuals. You've seen them all before, though you don't really remember where. They are people composed of emotions. They're a part of you, torn from you, turned into silver and pasted onto a piece of paper...
...premiere, "Mod Squad" ran an hour and a half, to give us a chance to get to know the kids. The idea is reminiscent of the first-of-the-year Lone Ranger shows, In Which We Learned Why he wore a mask, Why his horse was called Silver, Why he used expensive silver bullets, How he met Tonto, etc. But "Mod Squad" is, in contrast, woefully boring, displaying not a tenth of the style or the imagination of "The Lone Ranger...
...events at the Silver Moon were more frightening than any of the routine humiliations on the street. Evenings in Selma can get pretty tedious, and on the night that I drove into town Ted had left for a walk. He brought along his camera, and had slyly decided to take pictures of some of Selma's seamier scenes. After episodes of photographing alleys, dual entrances at theaters, and "Motel for Colored" signs, Ted headed to the Silver Moon. About ten minutes after I had finished my greasy coffee there, Ted strolled by. Ted was usually pretty circumspect in his anti...
Sensing that the interrogation was going nowhere, the Silver Mooners tried more direct action. One of them grabbed the offending camera and threw it onto the ground. A black leather boot rose and rammed itself down into the camera. A chorus of guttural laughs went...
...weeks after visiting the Silver Moon, I left for a short swing through Mississippi. My job was routine and harmless; I was simply trying to find places that would sell the Courier. In practice, that meant finding black communities on the back roads, convincing a grocery store or a small black boy to sell the paper, and leaving sample copies to jolly up the local readers. Then I drove...