Here’s an article I ran across recently. I wish I could go to V&A Museum in London to see the show. Anyway, the article mentions the Stewart Brand’s Whole Earth Catalog, Steve Jobs, and how the hippies directly and indirectly (for better or worse–depending on your perspective) changed our world.
As is almost always the case with mainstream articles on this topic, it’s all about the ADULTS and about their ideas and innovations and explorations into new ways of thinking and living. Most of these adults had kids, though, and I think it’s time to hear from some of them. I’m always on the lookout for kids of hippies and would like to hear their stories. If you know any of these kids or their stories, please send them my way. I would love to know more about where they are now, how they live, and most of all what they think about their pasts.
Another excellent source of general information about the unfolding timeline of the California marijuana business and related government response.
It’s amazing to think that if the author Edie Butler had continued writing the timeline, it would include the fact that California has not only legalised the use of medical marijuana but the (partially) recreational use as well.
According to a recent article on the website called Cush Tourism, “The Adult Use of Marijuana Act (Proposition 64) was passed on November 8th, 2016, legalizing the recreational use of marijuana for adults over the age of 21. As a result of the newfound recreational legality, adults are legally allowed to possess up to one ounce of marijuana at a time, and cultivate up to 6 plants – as long as they are out of public view.”
I wonder how this would have affected all of those growers I grew up with. Probably not much. Most buyers don’t have the means to grow it themselves and want to continue buying from a trusted source. At lease we wouldn’t have had the fear surrounding us on a daily basis, helicopters, surveillance planes with infra-red cameras, threats to poison crops and go to prison long term because of making a modest income from a drug that is safer by far than alcohol or cigarettes.
Again, comments welcome.
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This particular article, also written by Martin W. Lewis, gives what I think is a fairly accurate picture of the cannabis-based economy in Mendocino County.
Again, please share your thoughts.
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geocurrents.info-The Hippie Migration to Mendocino and the Establishment of a Cannabis-Based Economy
In case you’re interested, I’m passing on this really well-written and researched article about the back-to-the-land movement in Mendocino County.
Please let me know what you think. I welcome any and all comments or questions on this topic!
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geocurrents.info-The 1970s Transformation of Californias North Coast
I really hate to post this, but I have to since I think people should be aware of how the people I once grew up with are now seen in the eyes of (some, hopefully few) others. That is, as long as the former communards are still somehow recognisable as having lived on one or at least have lived an alternative lifestyle.
Here’s how the urban dictionary defines an ageing hippie douchbag:
A 40 something, bald-headed dumbass
with a scraggly-ass ponytail and typically sports a tie-dye t-shirt and crooked glasses. More often than not, they never were a hippie
in the first place. A lot like a straight-up douchebag
except they are always bald with a ponytail.
1. look at the ageing hippie douchebag, God
what a douche
2. Check out the ponytail on that ageing hippie douchebag, wtf
There are so many ways to lampoon the entire hippie generation, even the non-hippies of that time that started doing all kinds of esoteric things, like having their astrological charts read and practising “proper” food combining while listening to Joni Mitchell sing “Both Sides Now.” Honestly, I don’t spend much time wondering whether or not these things work or have any real benefit so I’m sure I’ve already offended loads of people who actually do some of the things that I think are just totally nuts. So…sorry. I just couldn’t hold back. Whatever gets you through the night or floats your boat, as they say. Nobody told me that we have to believe in the same things. I believe a bunch of weird shit, too, believe it or not, but I’m not divulging that yet. Anyway…if you turn on Joni Mitchell I’ll probably sing along.