I rebelled at a young age. The most surprising part of this is that I was born and spent my first 17 years of life in NYC. I dimly remember being conservative in grade school. I even had a Nixon sticker of some kind on my looseleaf binder. Of course, I didn't understand anything about the issues, but I was certainly put off by the radical late 60's and early 70's hippie freaks. They didn't seem to make any sense with their counterculture idiocy. At the time my older half-brother was in Vietnam fighting for our country, while these sh!theads were tripping on LSD and spouting commie propaganda on TV. I despised them then and hold them in deep and utter contempt to this day. I hate socialists/commies/liberals with a deep and abiding degree of passion.
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I felt the same way as a kid. I despised hippies because they hated my country. I knew that already as a 6 or 7 year old.