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  • 1992 Remembered: Apocalypse Freeway

    1992 Remembered: Apocalypse Freeway

    • May 1, 2012

    What I mostly remember about the riots is the smell of an urban fire – not the consoling, woody scent that wafts from a campfire, but the melting-telephone smell of a city’s guts ablaze. There was also the smoke, thick as tule fog – and the not-knowing, when you drove into it, if you’d come

  • 1992 Remembered: The School of Life

    1992 Remembered: The School of Life

    • April 30, 2012

    Ralphs had already left my neighborhood in Gardena — known as one of the most diverse cities in L.A. County — at the time of the ’92 riots. I remember the brightly lit grocery store with wide aisles being replaced by a Payless Foods with cramped aisles where food items like Sunny Delight and Cool-Ranch

  • 1992 Remembered: Why Los Angeles Had to Burn

    1992 Remembered: Why Los Angeles Had to Burn

    • April 27, 2012

    April 29, 1992. For me, at the time an 11-year-old Black child living in a low-income section of Long Beach, that date represents more than a civil disturbance. While too young to clearly understand concepts like oppression, I was old enough to know the profound frustration associated with being poor within an economy that continued