Abstract

while the students and I sit in an apartment discussing Look Homeward, Angel. A few hundred yards from where we sit are some five hundred police and nearly a thousand demonstrators going around and around the quadrangle, shouting: On strike! Shut it down! Shortly before entering this apartment, the students and I saw a young black man slump to the sidewalk in front of the administration building. He appeared to have been maced. We had seen him enter the police-guarded lobby of the administration building. As he lay on the sidewalk, two black youths had bent over him, attempting to relieve his pain. My students and I reacted to this incident with a sense of horror. But perhaps no more so than to many of the shocking incidents we have witnessed on this shredded campus in the last few months, the longest period of disruption in the history of American higher education.