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[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 10: Minikus decided that he had a 502—a drunk driver—on his hands.
at 502, n.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 167: ‘I assure you I'm as interested in the welfare of police officers, Anglos as well as Negroes, as you are’.
at anglo, n.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 81: The big-ass project manager.
at big-ass, adj.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 58: ‘You don’t get out of the way, I’ll call the police.’ ‘Man, them police can’t help you! They running shitass scared!’.
at shit-ass, adj.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 91: ‘Man, I’m starting to flat! I’m floatin’ like I was a bird on a cloud!’ a 13-year-old, who was bagging it over in one corner, exulted. He was holding a bag, a tube of glue inside, and, as he sniffed it, the bag moved in and out like a bellows.
at bag, v.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 93: ‘That be real groovy!’ ‘Big shit!’.
at big shit!, excl.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 185: ‘How’s a man used to workin’ honest and making good money to feel pushin’ a mop for a dollar and two bits an hour?’.
at two bits, n.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 449: Despite white anguish, along the edge of the ghetto another few blocks are ‘busted.’ Once two or three Negroes have moved in, it becomes impossible to sell a house to a white person.
at blockbust, v.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 49: D’you hear where that old white bastard on Manchester blew up one of the blood?
at blood, n.2
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 231: ‘Hey, blood!’ he said to the others standing around. ‘The fuzz is gonna come visit the park’.
at blood, n.2
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 283: They were all out there jiving [...] tonight it didn't make any difference what you were, so long as you were blood.
at blood, adj.2
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 21: ‘Blue-eyed white devils! We is going to get you! Oh, shit! We is going to get you!’.
at bue-eyed devil under blue-eyed, adj.3
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 79: ‘Police is the ones keeping them blond, blue-eyed Jew devils in business cheatin’ us’.
at bue-eyed devil under blue-eyed, adj.3
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 80: If, when the canceled check is returned, the signature does not match that of the recipient, there is no proof that the check ever reached the recipient, and the state bounces it.
at bounce, v.2
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 35: ‘The people is tired. They is tired of being stuck in the bucket by the police. They is tired of this molestation!’.
at stick (someone) in the bucket (v.) under bucket, n.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 125: In the southeast area office of the BPA the social workers are packed together in one huge bull pen, desk nudging desk, row upon row, typewriters clattering, telephones jangling, human voices intertwining like a mass of spaghetti .
at bullpen, n.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 36: ‘Them Charley bastards won't even give you no water’.
at charlie, n.9
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 38: [H]is fellow officers [...] kidded him about being transferred to ‘the L.A. Congo’.
at Congo, n.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 174: ‘Okay!’ Lawrence said, moving toward their patrol car. ‘Let’s go get ’em. I’ve got my throwaway knife all ready.’ The ‘throwaway knife’ is a standard inside joke on the force—you carry an extra knife on you to ‘throw away’ next to a suspect if you accidentally, or not-so-accidentally, shoot him, so as to make it appear that he has been shot during an attempted assault.
at throw-down, n.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 119: In 1960 over 19,000 juveniles were taken into custody and just over 900 were filed on.
at file on (v.) under file, v.1
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 383: Only Dorton and Robert Ernest Pegues of all those who might be termed major firebugs was caught.
at fire-bug (n.) under fire, n.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 359: Shit, man! You got no soul. I’d ’a told that white motherfucker to fly up his own ass!
at fly up one’s (own) ass under fly, v.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 164: Games played include craps, poker, blackjack and Georgia Skin, a cross between dice and poker in which three dice are used—4:5:6 or three of a kind being high, a pair of sixes beating a pair of fives, etc.
at Georgia skin (n.) under Georgia, adj.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 165: [f.n.] It is a well-known phenomenon that when officers are left too long on the vice squad [. . .] they begin to ‘go over,’ adopting the behaviorisms and mores of the criminals with whom they are dealing, and shifting their primary allegiance.
at go over, v.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 194: ‘Take one more step,’ the officer leveled his gun at the assemblyman, ‘and you’ve had it!’.
at have, v.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 235: In order to insure good conduct, he operated an investigative section of 19 ‘head hunters,’ who circulate anonymously, monitoring the behavior of deputies.
at head hunter, n.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 282: Baby Doe saw on a mannequin in the show window the most beautiful dress she had ever seen in her life—it was low cut, satiny white with sequins. ‘Hey, man!’ she said. ‘Hold up!’.
at hold up!, excl.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 231: The police, when they caught a dude, would retaliate with a billy club to the belly, then drive him five or six miles and make him walk back. Likely as not, he wouldn't walk very far. He'd spot a car with the keys in it or one that he could cross-wire, and he'd arrive back in style, waving and grinning.
at hot-wire, v.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 226: [A] hustler for a building contractor convinced them that the land was too valuable to have just a house on it.
at hustler, n.
[US] R. Conot Rivers of Blood 231: I’m gonna climb a tree and go ape [...] What’s it to you?
at what’s it to you?, phr.
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