THEN
April 30, 1967 - Sunday
I haven't done one darn thing
today but loaf. I tried doing homework but I just couldn't. Mr.
Clark wants me to do a 750 word report on the "Hippies" and I can't think of
a thing.
Today daylight savings
started and this marks what I consider the true beginning of Spring. I
love it when the sun stays out till 8 or later.
May 1, 1967 Monday
I guess I stayed out in the
sun too long because I got a bit sunburned. It itched so much last night,
mother heard me talking in my sleep about it. I don't remember a thing.
I handed in my "Hippy" report
but it was in pretty poor shape. Most of my information came from a
Newsweek article. I really don't see what all the fuss is about and I found
that I agree on most of their philosophy. Seems to me that their ideas
on peace and love are what we've been taught all our lives. Why get
excited when a bunch of kids are just practicing what their parents have
been preaching? I also kind of like their anti commercialism ideas.
I look at the things the older generation find important and the prospect of
ending up like them is kind of depressing.
The drugs are another thing.
I was talking to Pat's bother the other day and he said the whole
thing is really exaggerated and not that big of a deal. Heck, mother
and father are drunk every night so I don't see what the difference is.
Tonight is the last night of
religion class. Yay. For the past two weeks the teacher has done
nothing but talk about degenerates and how we should avoid becoming one.
Frankly, I'm not real clear on just what a degenerate is. He hasn't
mentioned it but I suppose he would consider a Hippy a degenerate.
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