With his head thrust forward like a ram, Baryba pushed his way through to the front. For some reason this was necessary, he felt with all his guts that it was necessary. He clenched his iron jaws. Something bestial stirred in him, something he hungered for, some murderous instinct. To be with everybody, to howl like everybody, to hit the one that everybody else was hitting. ("A Provincial Tale")

Yevgeny Zamyatin

Mots clés mob riot



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Every man who has in his soul a secret feeling of revolt against any act of the State, of life, or of destiny, is on the verge of riot; and so soon as it appears, he begins to quiver, and to feel himself borne away by the whirlwind.

Victor Hugo

Mots clés revolution riot



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Last summer, in London at least, the hoodie was transformed from a benign piece of leisurewear into a uniform for the disaffected, the angry, the malevolent. So much so that ‘hoodie’ was no longer a piece of clothing. It was a whole person. A hoodie was somebody likely to steal, plunder and do you unimaginable harm.

People were crossing the street when a hoodie crossed their path - even if it was a 70-year-old gentleman walking his dog. That’s how quickly the fear had permeated the collective consciousness. And lifting the hood was tantamount to cocking a gun.

Mark Capell

Mots clés social-commentary crime riot london-riots



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What a strange thing it is to wake up to a milk-white overcast June morning! The sun is hidden by a thick cotton blanket of clouds, and the air is vapor-filled and hazy with a concentration of blooming scent.

The world is somnolent and cool, in a temporary reprieve from the normal heat and radiance.

But the sensation of illusion is strong. Because the sun can break through the clouds at any moment . . .

What a soft thoughtful time.

In this illusory gloom, like a night-blooming flower, let your imagination bloom in a riot of color.

Vera Nazarian

Mots clés imagination vision illusion color june summer bloom clouds scent cool air cloud gloom daydream riot blooming cloudy haze illusory overcast vapor



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He never did get right all the way again. And every once in a while he'd come down all bitey.

Jonathan Maberry

Mots clés humorous zombies riot



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...the whole world turned into an all-you-can-eat buffet...

Jonathan Maberry

Mots clés riot



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Демокрация?... Ето ви демокрация!... Стачки, безредици, класова омраза... всичко друго, но не и творчески труд!...

Димитър Димов

Mots clés democracy work hatred riot борис димов тютюн desorder безредица демокрация стачка



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On the plus side, there were no rioters in sight but on the minus side this was probably because everywhere I looked was on fire.

Ben Aaronovitch

Mots clés positive negative riots riot



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Winter arrived with December, and the world continued to suffer the loss of the Internet and most forms of communication. Supply chains were disrupted. The only mass form of personal communication was the letter, and postal workers were having their worst year ever, as they were actually meeded. Food was becoming scarcer and more expensive, as was fuel for vehicles and heating. Major cities experienced riots on a regular basis, spurred on by religious fervor and want. Civilization was on the brink of collapse.

Mark A. Rayner

Mots clés world loss civilization communication religion letters suffering suffer winter internet letter heat december collapse supply-chain postal disruptive riots fuel supply riot supply-and-demand disruption arrive arrived autos dec disrupt heating postal-service postal-workers vehicles



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The riot had taken on a beauty of its own now. Arcs of gasoline fire under the crescent moon. Crimson tracer in mystical parabolas. Phosphorescence from the barrels of plastic bullet guns. A distant yelling like that of men below decks in a torpedoed prison ship. The scarlet whoosh of Molotovs intersecting with exacting surfaces. Helicopters everywhere: their spotlights finding one another like lovers in the Afterlife.

And all this through a lens of oleaginous Belfast rain.

Adrian McKinty

Mots clés beauty revolution bombs riot helicopters



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