Gangland: A modestly immoderate proposal
We know when summer has arrived in Los Angeles: The coast is foggy, valleys are roasting and streets are bloodied.
There's just something about warm weather that brings out gangbangers.
A few weeks ago, many, many American eggheads - those who study the incessant contortions of our social phenomena the way Gypsy seers peruse tea leaves - seemed convinced that paramilitary Rightwing militiamen were set to burst from their tule outhouses and overthrow American social and political apple carts. This was in the wake of some scattered violence linked to "conservative" or religious extremists, notably the assassination of an abortion doctor in the Midwest.
But for some of us out here, clinging to the underbelly of sticky unpleasantness that today passes for reality, the signal crisis facing this country isn't "hate" - white or otherwise.
It's violence.











