I bristle at this misplaced charge of obscurantism!

Shakespeare's Richard III speaks of "the winter of our discontent... ." In the 60s (an era which we can both remember) the phrase was switched around and applied to the summers of discontent which were marked by inner-city riots. The only exception to the summers of disconcent was the summer of '67 --the summer of the Peace and Love in San Francisco. The next summer Robert Kennedy was gunned down, Martin Luther King was gunned down, tanks rolled against the Prague Springtime of freedom and the Police rioted in Chicago. In the summer of 2000, Anu Garg has marched a melange of maladies before us: yet another (if minor) summer of discontent.