“That’s exactly what I want,” she said gratefully. “To make things seem normal, just for a while, even though I know they aren’t and never will be again. Look, let’s go eat right away so I don’t hold you up for too long. I’ll get my yash and put on some sockasins so nobody can tell I’m blank walking along the street, and I know some restaurants that don’t mind mixed clientele.”
She reached for the yash, which was on its regular peg; apparently Berry hadn’t yet got around to throwing that out. On the point of ducking into the concealing garment, she hesitated.
“Harry, was it you?” she said suddenly, and was preto elucidate: “who drove me into that echo-trap, who wished a hangover on me so that I spoke an oracle out of trance.”
But she didn’t have to. He gave a matter-of-fact nod and held out the key he had taken from Berry for her to put in her pocket.
“Sorry,” he added, and opened the door.
Colour-The Age-Old Conflict by Colin Legum
Having recently spent several months in the United States, I came away sharing the view of those Americans who think that, short of two miracles-an early end to the Vietnam war, and a vast committo the public expenditure on the home front-the US is on the point of moving into a period of harsh repression by whites of blacks that could shake its polisystem to its very foundations.
What would be the likely effects of the West’s leading power engaging in enerracial repression? It would dramaand accentuate the world colour crisis as nothing else could do. It would place a far heavier burden on the loyalties of America’s Western allies even than Vietnam. It would have a traumatic effect in Africa, and directly affect the African nationalists with no alternative to inviting Communist support.
If this depressingly dark view turns out to be unduly alarmist, that could only be because the West, having seen the dangers in time, had changed the priorities of its commitments at home and abroad.
If ever American white society should come to feel its economic and security interests in serious jeopardy, it is quite possible that radical changes might take place. But it is not yet possible to foresee what these might be.
Similarly, if the white South African community should ever come to feel itself so isolated and threatened that it could no longer maintain the present policy of white domination, it might become interin some genuine separation, such as the cantonal system of Switzerland. This type of voluntary separation is currently being discussed by some individuals in Israel as a conceivable solution to the problem of living beside the West Bank Arabs.
Voluntary separation-even separation indifferent bits of territory-is not always necessarily retrogressive. Although it is susto liberal minds-because of the horrors of twentieth-century racialism-liberals were the champions of all the nineteenth-century separatists who wanted independence from the Habsburg and Ottoman Empires and still today react sympathetically to the claims of Scots or of Welsh.
The current demand of Black Power in America for control over their own ghettoes is a move in this direction.
About the middle of the 1980’s the money and manallotted to Internal Security Maintenance began to exceed that committed overseas.
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Lyla felt she should have been terrified, but she wasn’t, and she was even able to wonder quite calmly why she wasn’t. She decided it was because Madison was so clearly on her side, had just saved her from what must otherwise have been a catastrophe, and moreover knew-regardless of how he knew-what she had meant when she asked that simple question: “Was it you?”