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                   World of Hurt

A Novel of Las Vegas

Richard J Pietschmann

Chapter 34

Arden:  Los Angeles, November 15, 1966

Arden had seen trouble brewing for months. As the crowds thronging Sunset Strip grew, sheriff’s deputies responded by hassling hippie kids for loitering, blocking traffic and smoking pot. Worried about a repeat of the terrible Watts riots a summer ago, city leaders clamped down harder with a 10 p.m. curfew intended to get underage kids off the streets and sidewalks. The cops then were bombarded with handy antiwar and prodrug slogans.

Hell no, we won’t go the kids chorused, tune in, turn on, drop out.

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Howard Hughes and Orren head to Las Vegas atomic testing grounds

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Oren: March 31, 1952

The peeling front door of the rented house near the Desert Inn that Howard Hughes called “the green house” was unlocked. Oren walked in and went into the kitchen that Hughes used for an office. He sat in pajamas at the littered kitchen table stacking papers and didn't look up. Oren pulled a chair up opposite Hughes and waited.

When Hughes finally spoke, he kept his eyes on the table. There was no small talk.

“Did you hear about the Comet, Oren?”

“What comet do you mean, Howard?”

“Not a comet, sheriff, the Comet—the first civilian jet airliner. Four turbojets buried in the wings and seats for about fifty passengers. It’s going into service with BOAC next month.”

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