Like so many affairs of their kind, the New York riots followed an isolated incident that in other, quieter times would have passed almost unnoticed in history's larger march. It took place on Thursday morning a fortnight ago, on a sidewalk in Manhattan's predominantly white East 70s. For reasons now lost in a tangle of differing tales, a white apartment-house superintendent turned a hose on a group of Negro teenagers. The kids threw bottles and ashcan lids at the man, and three of them, including a 15-year-old named James Powell, chased him into...
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