Yes, the former hippies are catching up.

Hippies. There's a myth for you. Just another stereotype that's easy for those
who feel compelled to categorize everybody all the time.

Never existed. It was a term invented by the press.

In the late 60's my travels took me, briefly, to a communal farm in Davenport,
WA. Nobody there even used the word. Some pals and I split school for a few
weeks to go to the Haight- none there, either. The very same people who the
press would have said epitomized "hippism" would never define themselves as
such.

The only people I ever met in the 60's who said "look at me, I'm a hippie!"
were goofy junior high kids from the suburbs who bought plastic peace symbols
and pop beads at Sears.

Best line on the subject I can remember from those days was a reply to a
newspaper reporter. I can't remember who said it. A reporter asked somebody who
was fairly high profile in the anti-war movement, "What's it like to be a
hippie?"

The answer was brilliant: "I'm not a hippie, I'm a human being." Right on,
man. :-)

In New Mexico where I was raised we certainly knew who and what hippies were
and we had a bunch of them. I never met one that I didn't like.

They were easy to catagorize by dress, language, mannerisms, life style, and
drug use.

I suppose there were no beatnicks?

Butch

Gould wrote: Hippies. There's a myth for you. Just another stereotype that's
easy for
those
who feel compelled to categorize everybody all the time.

Never existed. It was a term invented by the press.

In the late 60's my travels took me, briefly, to a communal farm in
Davenport,
WA. Nobody there even used the word. Some pals and I split school for a few
weeks to go to the Haight- none there, either. The very same people who the
press would have said epitomized "hippism" would never define themselves as
such.

The only people I ever met in the 60's who said "look at me, I'm a hippie!"
were goofy junior high kids from the suburbs who bought plastic peace symbols
and pop beads at Sears.

Best line on the subject I can remember from those days was a reply to a
newspaper reporter. I can't remember who said it. A reporter asked somebody
who
was fairly high profile in the anti-war movement, "What's it like to be a
hippie?"

The answer was brilliant: "I'm not a hippie, I'm a human being." Right on,
man. :-)

Up here in NH we had them. Yes the word was coined, but we all know what it
means after the fact. I know an old hippie when I see one.

-W

"JDavis1277" wrote in message
...
In New Mexico where I was raised we certainly knew who and what hippies
were
and we had a bunch of them. I never met one that I didn't like.

They were easy to catagorize by dress, language, mannerisms, life style,
and
drug use.

I suppose there were no beatnicks?

Butch

Gould wrote: Hippies. There's a myth for you. Just another stereotype
that's
easy for
those
who feel compelled to categorize everybody all the time.

Never existed. It was a term invented by the press.

In the late 60's my travels took me, briefly, to a communal farm in
Davenport,
WA. Nobody there even used the word. Some pals and I split school for a
few
weeks to go to the Haight- none there, either. The very same people who
the
press would have said epitomized "hippism" would never define themselves
as
such.

The only people I ever met in the 60's who said "look at me, I'm a
hippie!"
were goofy junior high kids from the suburbs who bought plastic peace
symbols
and pop beads at Sears.

Best line on the subject I can remember from those days was a reply to a
newspaper reporter. I can't remember who said it. A reporter asked
somebody
who
was fairly high profile in the anti-war movement, "What's it like to be a
hippie?"

The answer was brilliant: "I'm not a hippie, I'm a human being." Right
on,
man. :-)

Not very - I'm near the border to the Peoples Republic of Taxxachusets

-W


"Gene Kearns" wrote in message

Clams, how close to Berlin, NH are you?

I'm about 3 hours away.

-W

"Gene Kearns" wrote in message
...
On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 21:20:06 GMT, "Clams Canino"
wrote:


Not very - I'm near the border to the Peoples Republic of Taxxachusets

-W


"Gene Kearns" wrote in message

Clams, how close to Berlin, NH are you?


Oh... geeze.... sympathies! I have a couple of brothers-in-law there
in Boston.....

I may be forced to wander up toward the Berlin area....

--



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On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 12:41:46 GMT, "Paul" wrote:

Hehe, you guys are hilarious. So addicted to proving the other guy wrong.

For anyone who cares, I was simply pointing out irony. The post may or may
not be on topic, the poster may be right or wrong, it doesn't matter, the
irony still exists. Irony isn't a fancy way of saying someone is wrong.

I thought highlighting the irony would make someone smile (I even threw in a
Simpsons reference). My bad.

And to pre-empt the inevitable post that points out that the post was
actually not technically ironic then I will pre-concede to that as I am not
an English major. But is smelled like irony.

That is all, you may resume bickering now.

Paul, bickering is one of my least favorite activities. Below that is
"proving somebody wrong". Just slightly below that is plucking a wet
chicken.

I admit that I missed the "Mmmmm" reference the first time around.
"My bad." The poster used some strong language, but he is not the
only one that is frustrated with the nonsensical, pointless,
misplaced, political-bashing OT posts. I have no problem with the
occasional "non-boating" post. What is happening here is not the
occasional excursion, but the insistance of a few "man-child" people
to occupy the group and throw their tantrums.

I've smelled some unfortunate things in my life, but WTF does irony
smell like? )

Regards,




....carry on.
noah

To email me, please remove the "FISH" from the net.

"Gene Kearns" wrote in message
...
On 07 Oct 2003 20:28:37 GMT, (JDavis1277) wrote:

In New Mexico where I was raised we certainly knew who and what hippies were
and we had a bunch of them. I never met one that I didn't like.

They were easy to catagorize by dress, language, mannerisms, life style, and
drug use.

I suppose there were no beatnicks?

Butch

To illustrate how goofy this can get...... using dress, language,
mannerisms, life style, and drug use as a predictor, how would you
categorize Rush Limbaugh?

Thirty-five years ago most "Hippies" called themselves "freaks"
because of the way people who were quick to "categorize" looked at
them....



If I understand you correctly, then we agree. Just because a person had long hair and
wore ragged jeans did not mean they were a bad person. Unfortunately though, some
chose to see it that way.

Even today kids rebel against society. It can be in the way they dress, the music they
listen to or the way they wear their hair. In the end the vast majority grow out of
it, become part of the society they protest against and go to lead constructive lives.

Such is the case with the beatniks, the greasers, the hippies and the head bangers of
today.

Gene Kearns wrote:
On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 22:36:08 GMT, WaIIy
wrote:

On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 17:19:41 -0400, Gene Kearns
wrote:

Thirty-five years ago most "Hippies" called themselves "freaks"
because of the way people who were quick to "categorize" looked at
them....

No they didn't.

Is this an invitation to partake in a childish argument or do you have
any factual information to refute my statement?

What were you doing in 1968?


Celebrating a safe return from a trip to SE Asia.

Gene Kearns wrote:
On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 23:19:12 GMT, "Jim -"
wrote:


"Gene Kearns" wrote in message
. ..
On 07 Oct 2003 20:28:37 GMT, (JDavis1277) wrote:

In New Mexico where I was raised we certainly knew who and what hippies were
and we had a bunch of them. I never met one that I didn't like.

They were easy to catagorize by dress, language, mannerisms, life style, and
drug use.

I suppose there were no beatnicks?

Butch

To illustrate how goofy this can get...... using dress, language,
mannerisms, life style, and drug use as a predictor, how would you
categorize Rush Limbaugh?

Thirty-five years ago most "Hippies" called themselves "freaks"
because of the way people who were quick to "categorize" looked at
them....



If I understand you correctly, then we agree. Just because a person had long hair and
wore ragged jeans did not mean they were a bad person. Unfortunately though, some
chose to see it that way.

Even today kids rebel against society. It can be in the way they dress, the music they
listen to or the way they wear their hair. In the end the vast majority grow out of
it, become part of the society they protest against and go to lead constructive lives.

Such is the case with the beatniks, the greasers, the hippies and the head bangers of
today.



As a old gray haired balding guy..... it makes perfect sense to me
that my son should want to grow hair down to his ass..... which is
what I did when I was his age and had any...

Noooooo...... now these rotten kids want to *shave* their heads.....
what perverts....

...and piercings..... this kid had walked from the beach up to a
service station where I was waiting to gas up..... waiting on a guy
that was filling up his boat (see that on-topic segue?) ding-ding-ding
and this young kid walks by with some big horseshoe shaped studs in
his NIPPLES! The guy filling up with gas (about my age) remarks,
"Man, that's got to really hurt!" and I shot back (crippling the guy
with laughter), "Yeah, and my Dad thought *I* did some stoopid ****."
He replied, "yeah, I had long hair...."

Somehow, I am sure, since the beginning of time, it has been the
assigned duty of every succeeding generation to find that special
something which befuddles, mystifies, and enrages the preceding
generation.

You know what? Time and generations march on... and status quo,
though appearing quite differently..... marches on as well.
Approaching the age of a grandfather, I think I can finally begin to
put aside most of the trappings of appearance that seem so strange and
see the person for who and what they really are...... but, DAMN,
that's STILL got to HURT!!!!!

Come to think of it.... wonder what having a girlfriend with a large
stud in her tongue would be like? I think I'll ask my wife......

Uh, if I don't get back to you tonight..... I'm O..K.. I'll be O..
K... Hey, hon.......


Heck, Gene...you look like an aging hippie...

On Tue, 07 Oct 2003 20:08:44 -0400, Harry Krause
wrote:

Heck, Gene...you look like an aging hippie..

With a big lathe,

:-)