Somewhere, Margaret Thatcher just fainted. (Indeed, the Labor Party, assuming the Tories' historically sniggering role, dubbed Cameron's speech "hug a hoodie.") But as the initial shock of street crime dissipates, there's a notion that the hoodie menace may have been diagnosed too broadly. A few nights after the incident on the bus, my girlfriend and I were walking home from a bar in Soho, a posh neighborhood known for its boutiques and used book stores, when three young men came up behind us, talking loudly and bearing down on us at a brisk pace. Should we run? Yell for help? We turned right at the next corner. The hoodies walked on.
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