Fuzzy wrote:
I agree with that.
The hoffman book was at turns informative, two faced, repulsive and educational. There were some good ideas marred by the violence, and he never quite came to understand that he was teaching his "brothers and sisters" to ultimately f**k him over.
Abbie Hoffman was one hell of a character. I saw him on TV a few times before he killed himself, and he seemed to me to be perpetually angry at the world, as well as dirty and unkempt. He may have been slightly on the spectrum-the autism rate in Israel is only slightly greater than the US (Hoffman was of Jewish ancestry). He seems to have acquired the unshakable conviction in the year or so before his death that the system had become too powerful for average people to resist, and faced with giving up his revolutionary ways or giving up his life, he killed himself. William S. Burroughs is another hippie who killed himself rather than assimilate to the Capitalist Borg.
There seems to have been plenty of young people in the 60s who simply could NOT tolerate regular society. I remember when Jerry Garcia died, I lived in SF and rode my bicycle down to Golden Gate Park to see all the hippies. There were people who were still riding around in psychedelic painted old school buses some 25 years after the movement flamed out. They simply could NOT tolerate being "normal". Were they aspies?
Most of the hippies settled down, but some didn't or couldn't, they went into the forest or Alaskan taiga and never emerged, they traveled the country endlessly begging for food. I wonder what their families must have gone through, to have Johnny simply disappear and never be heard from again. Losing your son in Vietnam was one thing, but losing him to the counterculture must have been quite another.
I suppose they felt like the McCandless family did when Chris disappeared. Chris didn't seem to care, but his family sure did. Teens would run away and wander, and never call home. The highways in the US were full of wandering teens in the late 60s. I've seen old wanderers on roads in the mountains, hitching rides. It's too dangerous to pick anybody up nowadays, but I've been tempted.