DUmmies Engage In Hippie Nostalgia
The DUmmies are engaged in Hippie nostalgia as you can see in this THREAD, "Sometimes I wish I could have been a hippie." However, in order to fully appreciate this DUFU edition, you MUST watch this VIDEO of the South Park Episode, "Die Hippie, Die." That isn't a request. It is a requirement since this is probably the BEST South Park episode ever and tells you all you need to know about what the hippies were really like. While watching the VIDEO you will be struck by how hippies sound EXACTLY like DUmmies with all their blather about blaming all problems on "evil corporations." So let us now watch the DUmmies conjure up the "good old days" of the hippie era in Bolshevik Red while the commentary of your humble correspondent, grooving on the heavy vibes of the South Park VIDEO, is in the [brackets]:
Sometimes I wish I could have been a hippie
[Since your mind is mush and you blame the "evil corporations" for all problems, you ARE a hippie. Your wish has been granted.]
[Even groovier after you watch this South Park VIDEO.]
I'm glad I was a hippie!
[Have you washed your underwear yet?]
I would be interested in hearing something about your experience. All that I heard about the movement back in the day was filtered through adults, and the tiny bit of the culture that managed to appear in the pages of Boys' Life (mostly in the form of advertisements for patches and posters).
[You'll have to wait for him to have a bad acid flashback.]
They Represented A Lot Of Positives and while many of us were not in any way a "hippy",did not dress like them nor live their lifestyle we did appreciate a lot of their values. They loved their fellow man. They valued all our land and detested companies who wanted to spoil it for profit,to destroy the land and air or stream. The hippies disliked killing,they detested war. Make love not war was their chant Some would be seen in major parks(like Central Park NYC) handing out flowers to strangers,to the elderly--many totally confused why they were getting a flower and some very confused by the traditional "hippy" costume of the day. They would plant seeds. Better then planting our dead from 'Nam they said. Money was not important beyond survival and you always shared bread and bed to those who needed them. You didn't see them with a gun strapped to their thighs either! But that was then and this is now...but still the youth of today could make changes...they could respect the land and the people,the seniors,disabled,the poor. They still could make a difference if we could only get them to text less and care more.
[The Manson family hippies disliked killing? And money wasn't important to the Trust Fund hippies.]
Even better to be an OH WOW ... Old Hippie With Out Worries
[Most of them are so smelly that they became Old Hippies With Out Women.]
Sure, being a Hippie when everyone was a Hippie might have been cool but I've been a Hippie living in various communal situations most of my life and I was just a tiny little girl in the 60s.
[Fond memories of being a young collectivist.]
We called ourselves "freaks". I never understood the word "hippie". Very corny.
[Hey, if you prefer to be called "freaks," I'll be happy to oblige, you freak.]
i lived in a comune about two blocks from Haight street in the 60's. Now, many years later, I'm still an old hippie
[You lived in a commune and you are still a communist.]
I can lock myself in my room and watch "Yellow Submarine" and "It Was 20 Years Ago Today" all I want. Keep looking at my old magazines from the '60s with their ads for "Flower Power" jeans patches and Woodstock posters, while listening to an all-'60s radio station. Grow an all-organic garden, and buy whatever other food I need at the local co-op. But the virtual experience is nowhere near close to approximating the real experience.
[Perhaps you need a trip to the Hippie Country Safari theme park.]
I grew up in a "non-square" household. Technically not "Hippie" but closer to "Beatnik". Nevertheless there were many assorted naked people, "mixed race" couples, and known homosexuals (often in pairs) sleeping in the guest room. And occasionally lady golfers who wore men's clothes and various queens of their own domains. My childhood was a hybrid Munsters with a dragon living under the staircase, Addams Family, and Rocky Horror Picture Show. Welcome all. Wear your favorite shoes and bring rice. As kids we never knew who was in the bathroom. Just wait patiently and maybe bang on the door if they are taking an unreasonable amount of time. It was the wrinkly old dudes who disturbed me the most 'cause I know I'll look like that someday. Tiny shrunken dick and balls hanging low enough to throw over a shoulder...
[And today you are a member of which LCMS church?]