His vision, he says, was of "a squad room full of cops, each with different traits, who when put together would form a conglomerate hero".
Two weeks later, there was a counter-demonstration, this one in support of the troops in Vietnam, and when I looked out our window the street was full of cops and firemen and union guys, all waving American flags.
While the network schedules are full of cops, doctors and lawyers, the people on "Friday Night Lights" teach, deliver pizza, sell cars, or if they aren't so lucky, collect welfare.
A sprawling, wry, improbable memoir by a New York City police officer with a Catholic education followed by a Harvard one; his family tree is full of cops, but he chose his career to avoid suits and commutes.
At one counterterrorism-bureau facility, in a darkened room full of cops wearing headphones and silently watching satellite broadcasts on big flat-screen TVs, I met a tall, gaunt officer, whom I'll call Mohamed, taking notes on news reports from Pakistan.
(Riverhead, $26.95.) A sprawling, wry, improbable memoir by a New York City police officer with a Catholic education followed by a Harvard one; his family tree is full of cops, but he chose his career to avoid suits and commutes; what he got was a life full of incident and time to meditate on his observations.
Forlornly romantic slow dances against sighing string ensembles are elbowed aside by diversions into Roll Out the Barrel (full of cop-siren sounds from Atzmon's sax, and roaring abstract street-noise), Mac the Knife, a collective New Orleans-like jam, slow and spookily atmospheric clarinet against reverberating low drones, and a whooping account of Lili Marlene against edgily metronomic drums.
The HBO detective drama is full of cop jargon, and with the addition of Rust Cohle's metaphysical monologues, it can be easy to get lost in the language.
In the late '60s and early '70s, on television and at the movies, the streets were full of complicated cops: big-city detectives whose confusion, frustration and unorthodox methods reflected a general crisis of authority in the societies they served.
There's more than a hint of noir to a world full of crooked cops, rotten aristocrats and young blonde angels destined to become the "sweetest, most dangerous and mortal enemy".
With gritty, rhythmic prose, full of interrogating cops, wry bartenders and street-wise kids, Mr Price captures the complex jumble of race and class in this "checkerboard of demolition and rehabilitation".At the centre of the story is a late-night murder: after hours of drinking with two friends, a young, white man is shot and killed on the street.
