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to me, the defining characteristic of the hippie as type is patchouli.
i fucking hate that smell.
i am not one, but i play one on tv apparently. ok so i eat organic food and think sustainability probably a better idea than the world-as-limitless-potential-parking-lot rationality of american capitalism in general. i have a beard and my hair is a bit long. and from time to time traces of cannabis have been found in my bloodstream (contact high they call it).
but tempermentally, i am not one.
like i said a hate patchouli.
i detest phish and wont listen to the dead unless i am forced socially into it.
those people--patchouli drenched phish=heads--those are the neohippie types. those of us who would prefer to be nailed to a plank than attend a phish event are Other than that.
dont believe what you see.
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a gramophone its corrugated trumpet silver handle
spinning dog. such faithfulness it hear
it make you sick.
-kamau brathwaite
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