CAUTION, PLEASE! admonished a crudely painted sign across the store Window. I AM YOUR SOUL BROTHER.
A member of an unfraternal mob proceeded to hurl a brick through it, as others in the surging crowd had at a score of shops along Blue Hill Avenue in Boston's Roxbury Negro district during three straight nights of riots and looting. After three tense summers in which it had escaped the disturbances that plagued many other major U.S. cities, Boston finally succumbed to ghetto dementia.
Cars were overturned, bottles whizzed through the air, fires lighted the night for looters picking their way through the...
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