Word: teared
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...movement is dead!" But they had said it long before his assassination. King was dangerously close to slipping from prophet to patsy. When his previous week's march in Memphis degenerated into riotous looting, a black gang leader who organized the violence chortled: "We been making plans to tear this town up for a long time. We knew he'd turn out a crowd." For years, behind his back, King's Negro denigrators had called him "de Lawd." Lately he had heard himself publicly called an Uncle Tom by hotheads out to steal both headlines and black...
...Janeiro, thousands of students boiled through downtown streets, chanting antigovernment slogans and taunting police. By midweek, the demonstrations had spread to nearly all of the country's 22 states. Schools and universities were closed down, and the army virtually imposed martial law. Troops waded into mobs with tear gas, clubs and bullets, killing four people. In Rio de Janeiro, machine guns were set up at major intersections. Tanks clattered up in front of the armed forces ministry, and air force planes circled the city...
...deployed film crews to Manhattan's Carnegie Hall, where Duke Ellington was playing a benefit for a Mississippi Negro college. As it began, the producer announced the news and cameras caught the stunned and horror-stricken faces in the audience. From Cleveland, CBS carried a film of tear-streaked Mayor Carl Stokes Negro as his constituents sang America. No less eloquent was an interview with Ben Branch, a King aide who had been with him at the time of the assassination and who was still too be numbed to respond...
Bloody Beale. Hardly had King, the apostle of nonviolence, led the way out onto the street than the rocks began to fly. Glass shards sprayed from splintered windows. Rioters galloped from downtown store to store. The parade faltered, halted, turned upon itself to retrace its steps. Police fired tear gas at random, as King beat a prudent retreat to his motel, leaving local civil rights leaders to herd the marchers back to their headquarters church. Looting began, and the police lost their cherished reputation for restraint. Cops thwacked away with clubs, and Negroes turned savagely upon isolated officers...
...supporters gathered to cheer him on. "I am the constitutional President and you should obey me," Delvalle told the officer in charge. "Please help me maintain order," the officer snapped back. From somewhere in the crowd, rocks began flying. With that, the troops fired off a volley of tear-gas grenades, Delvalle beat a retreat, and a full-scale riot erupted. For two hours, demonstrators swarmed through downtown streets, overturning vehicles, throwing rocks and building barricades...