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OK, I thought I had seen it all with PC. In a history class we are currently discussing the 60s. So today a few minutes before history class I see the prof talking to some girl in the class. Everybody in the room is talking so obviously I have no clue what they are talking about. As soon as class starts he annouces that he was talking to shelly (or whatever he said her name was) and she pointed out that "hippie" could be considered a pejorative word, and we should see if we could come up with a different word.

 

I couldn't fucking believe it. We can't call hippies...hippies? Since when is that insulting? Hippies refer to themselves at hippies. This had to be the most idiotic PC moment I have ever witnessed.

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The girl that suggested this wasn't so pleased when I shouted out "mud people" following the request for a new term. Everyone else seemed to like it smile.gif

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"When they picked me up, oh...back then... they put me in with the hippies, said I was a hippie. I was playin' bongo drums and reciting poetry in the 50's - 54, 55. I wasn't a hippie - I was a beatnik from before the hippies had started." - Charles Manson

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Your prof should understand something I consider to be very basic. "Hippie" ain't a skin color, it's a choice. Nobody should hesitate to grow his hair long, if he feels like this important. Similarly, nobody should hesitate to discuss what's inherently ridiculous about it.

 

Here's some wisdom from FZ (We're Turning Again):

 

So what the fuck?

(What the fuck?)

Now I've seen 'em tightenin' up they headbands

On the weekend

And they get loaded

When they came to town

They walked around in Greenwich Village

To buy posters they could hang up

In them smelly little secret

Black light bedrooms

On Long Island

Singin': "Jimi come back!"

Now come back and regulate the boy's fuzz-tone

Your haze was so purple

It caused your axis to be bold as love

Now Jimi (feed back) gimme some feedback

Come back and feed back on my knapsack

You can feed back the fuzz tone from your wah-wah

While you bend down

And set your stuff on fire

 

We can turn it around

We can do it again

We can go back in time

Through the canyons of your mind

On the eve of destruction

We can act like we are

Something really special

You just jump in the bath-tub

With that other guy Jim

And make him be more careful

We can visit Big Mama

And wrap her on the back

When she eats her sandwich

(La la la la)

We can take care of Janis

When she gets so depressed

She can't take it no more

We can laugh at Keith Moon's jokes

(Ha ha ha ha ha)

And the colour TV

(Ha ha)

He threw out the windum

From the second floor

Everybody come back

No one can do it like you used to

If you listen to the radio

And what they play today

You can tell right away:

All those assholes really need you!

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Hippies have changed. In the early sixties I used to go to the wading pool in Greenough park in Missoula to chase chicks. About once a week the hippies would join us. There were dozens of them all around and in the wading pool. They made the moms nervous but those of us not escorted by moms were curious and asked them questions like, do you ever wash your hair? Do you take bath's? Do you have a job? They were always good natured. Then Cadillac Jones would show up in his pink convertable cadillac. All the hippies would swarm around him and the girls would all kiss him like he was the fathwer of there children. His trunk would open and everyone lined up just like for recess. After that, CJ would leave and most of the hippies would disappear into the woods. The ones who stayed were very friendly and smiled a lot. One of them layed on his back in the wading pool and we splashed him for ten minutes. He just kept saying "Whoaaaaaaa". This went on from the summer of 62 on into 67 when CJ was put in jail for unspecified crimes. By that time we had run over hippies on our bikes. We didn't mean to but they were sleeping on a bend in the trail and we were bookin. I hit the first one in the kidney and landed square on the stomach of the second. Just as the third was getting up, Terry Smith came roaring around the corner and took him out down the embankment. While they were freaking out and trying to figure out what was going on, we hightailed it out of there. Those hippies were not as friendly. After the hippies blocked the train that carried the newly drafted to the death camps, cops became pigs. Hippies were spray-painted and tended to lie low unless there were large numbers of them. The flower child days were drawing to a close as love children took their toll on "free livin". The National Guard opened fire on the hippies at Kent State. And Charles Manson used many of the era's credos as his own. Hair became a style instead of a statement and Bill Clinton did not inhale. Where did all the hippies go? Now I meet long haired kids in bars and they are pro war and staunch republicans. The hippies I knew are old people with pensions and grandchildren. Nobody knows what the word means anymore. It was about a new paradigm. All the stuffy rules and regulations and traditions were dropped for love. Everyone shared everything and didn't hold onto stuff or relationships. It didn't work but it made us look at ourselves in new ways. I wish some of that wisdom would resurface. We are due.

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I thought this was a thread about how MattP got completely sussed at last night's pubclub and rampaged through snugtop's home, smashing things in a fury of shredded drywall and beer bottles.

 

too bad.

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I thought this was a thread about how MattP got completely sussed at last night's pubclub and rampaged through snugtop's home, smashing things in a fury of shredded drywall and beer bottles.
Well, that happened too. yellaf.gif
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Hippies have changed.

 

Editorial suggestion -

Hippies have changed, man.

grin.gif I would except I wasn't a hippie in the early sense. For example, when I was 9 I found a 50 gal bag of Marijauana and turned it in to the police. shocked.gif

In later years, 70's, I had nightmares about it.

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