Posted on 03/21/2006 7:40:23 AM PST by SmithL
I went to a "Metaphysical Fair" last weekend. Basically, it was a New Age mega-retail opportunity. There were a lot of anti-Bush buttons, a lot of anti-capitalism stickers (the irony was delish), and a lot of vague chatter about the war, the White House, etc.
If one in ten people were under the age of 35, I'd have been shocked. All these loopy former Hippies were still listening to bad folk music and still believing that rocks have "energy". No wonder their kids and grandkids are embarrassed.
The angry, mindless hippies finally died of old age, and their children wanted more from life than "bull...'revolution'...drug taking and sex." In fact, maybe the children saw the emptiness, basic dishonesty, and foolishness of their parents. (Many of these people were just plain dumb.)
And it's not just their children. It was a bit of a disappointment when I revisited Mount Shasta, the site of my own hippie phase, and discovered that the fun hippies had jobs and children and were downright respectable.
"My own children are in their late 20s and they are not politically active."Mine are Republicans, Linda.
LOL! Great quote, Cid.
Generation Reagan Effect
Young people are increseangly conservative
Old hippies in other words. They gave the whole baby-boomer generation a bad name.
A bunch of ex-hippies trying to re-live their youth......
Dead, that is GREAT! Besides being a really FUNNY way of stating it, is is indisputably true!!! Nice job.
I thought the hippie culture was history, but I was amazed to find downtown Asheville, N.C. overrun with aging hippies along with head shops, `art' galleries, New Age joints, and every ethnic food but European. What made this once-charming city a counterculture magnet none of the locals born and raised could answer. And no university nearby.
Interestingly, I was there to assist a mobilizing Army Reserve unit (second deployment!).
Just for fits 'n' giggles, I went into one of these art stores. Really third rate shock junk. The woman (tie-dyed shawl) asked me if I had been to the Biltmore mansion nearby. I said, "That's a bastion of the worst kind of worker exploitation, in the hands of the same family, and I'm not going to go feed their obscene habit!" "Oooo!" the woman cooed. As I was leaving, I heard her say, "Come back again". I replied with a perfect Stokeley Carmichael clenched fist salute. She giggled like a girl.
Asheville was a trip, really.
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