For 30 years, Rick Synchef carried around Tom Wolfe’s 1968 book The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test. It was a first edition purchased from a dealer, but it never occurred to Synchef that value might be lost with wear or anachronistic additions. He considered it to be a perfect novel, and collecting the signatures of Ken Kesey and his band of Merry Pranksters the ultimate homage.
“You have to understand, LSD was legal,” Synchef said. Lysergic acid diethylamide was the Prankster’s drug of choice, taken collectively at parties in hopes of achieving true intersubjectivity.
Synchef did not attend those parties, but longed to meet those who did. Every [...]
Bill Ayers is the human wormhole linking those mythical dirty, un-American hippies of the 1960s to the Obama administration to the also-dirty socialists of the rising #occupy movement. On October 13th, the conservative blog American Thinker giddily entertained the hypothetical of an Occupy Wall Street movement that would "morph into something resembling the radical factions of the late 1960s and 1970s"—when "it will not be just Ayers and [spouse Bernardine] Dohrn with blood on their hands. It will be their young protégé in the White House as well."
For some, the stretch to make the 60s connection is done out of ignorance. For others it is a way [...]
You'll have thoughts on this one: "I have a confession to make: I could never actually finish Kerouac's On the Road. I found it unreadable and shallow, but continued to cite it as the best book of all time and carry it around in my pocket to keep up my beatnik image."
The rioting insane cops who beat protesters at the 1968 Democratic Convention in Chicago are having a reunion next week! And it's bringing out the crazy all over again. Says one person claiming to be one of those cops: "Anarchists came to the city to disrupt the democratic process. They continue with their rhetoric but provide little substantive efforts to better their environment. They choose instead to intimidate a bunch of old men getting together for a good time." Yes, maybe some elderly anarchists will come by and try to crack some skulls at their peaceful get-together.
Hippies: Are they good for anything at all? Well, yes, it turns out. If you want a comfy little place to eat breakfast in the woods in Bolinas, California, hippies are the folks to make it for you. These two, Sean Hellfritsch and Rob Wilson might handle cooking duties, too. Although the editing of this video (and this is my favorite part of this video) implies that what you'll be eating is fried salamander. (I hope they brought lots of ketchup.) The music gets really funny when they find a mushroom, too. It's like seraphim singing in heaven. (Have you seen Kelly Reichardt's Old Joy? If [...]
Here are just 17 seconds of the worst non-dentistry-related three minutes of my life. Did you enjoy broing down with rockstar chefs and hacky sacks at the Great GoogaMooga Festival in Prospect Park yesterday? Did you enjoy standing in endless lines? Did you enjoy it all so much that you became… whatever these dudes are? I considered derailing the train with my mind to save Manhattan as we left York St. on the F but instead I just changed cars at East Broadway like an adult.
New Zealand counter-culture icon Shrek the Sheep has died, euthanized by a veterinarian because he was old and sick. Shrek became famous seven years ago, when it was discovered that he'd been hiding in caves since 1998 to avoid shearing. After his capture, his 60-pound coat of fleece was cut off on national TV, yielding enough wool to make 20 men's suits, and turning Shrek into a folk hero. He met Prime Minister Helen Clark and started a career in the nonprofit industry, raising over $150 thousand for children's medical charities. "He had an unbelievable personality," said his owner, John Perriam. "He loved children and he was really [...]
The G20 convenes in Pittsburgh on Thursday, and the kids are getting ready! I don't know, I'd still rather the college students burned something down, but I guess I will take extensively choreographed dance numbers.
The longhairs with the pocket protectors had already set up the lines between USC and Stanford and UC Santa Barbara. It was 1969, a weird year of technological and social progress (Apollo 11, Mariner 6 and 7, the Stonewall Riots) and de-evolution (President Richard Nixon, the Manson Murders). Students were still seizing campus buildings—SDS took the Harvard administration building that spring—but on this day 43 years ago, the hippie nerds in the computer labs made the last connection in their four-node Defense Department-funded networked computer project. The fourth computer came online at the University of Utah.
"It’s a mirror universe where everything is pliant and groovy, and in that universe there’s someone that stands out, and it’s the boring-looking trenne with its sharp edges.” —Architect George L. Legendre, who along with his partner, Marco Guarnieri, has made an art book called Pasta by Design, which presents mathematical equations detailing the shapes of 92 different types of pasta, along with pictures and suggestions for accompanying sauces. That is a ridiculous and fun-sounding project. I wonder which pasta Legendre would say is the most pliant and groovy in the mirror noodle universe? Who is the Papa John Philips, the Jimi Hendrix of pastas? Maybe [...]
Of all the hippie things in this world, one of the few we can totally get behind is the Dog Hair Yarn Movement, a group of people who are looming and knitting delightful things out of puppy sheddings. I do wish they were not calling it "chiengora," a silly made-up word for dog yarn. (Still, this is a delightful sentence from that WSJ article: "Ms. Dodge also teaches a chiengora workshop at the Boulder yarn shop Shuttles, Spindles and Skeins.") You can definitely get your chiengora thrills on Etsy, including this dog hat for dogs made out of dog. And this one! (Also dog [...]
They discovered it while at a friend's house listening to the album and passing around the gatefold jacket. First, Nick recognized the famous yellow butterfly staff in the left corner. "It belonged to this guy Herbie," Nick says. "We latched on to him that day because he was having a very bad experience. He was tripping pretty heavily and he had lost his friends. After I saw that staff I said, 'Hey that's our blanket.' Then I said, 'Hey, that's us.'"
Not only are the kids from the cover of the original Woodstock record (ask your parents) still alive forty years on, they're still together, and totally adorable.