05-05-2010, 04:36 PM
May I ask the hippy hater if you ever were close enough to know anything about what
nonsense you are spewing? Were we all the elite rich kids protesting the war? Were we Manson
wannabes? Were we just lazy, police-hating, anti-government thugs sitting around smoking grass,
dropping acid and making love 24/7? The ones I knew (including myself) lost family and friends
in Vietnam and no way did we believe they died in vain - war protesters denigrated their deaths.
Kent State? How many of you knew that the Ohio National Guard Unit there were recent returnees
from Vietnam where they had seen unspeakable horrors? They are made to stand at the ready on a
college campus where students/outside agitators had burned buildings, flowers were put in their
rifle barrels, they endured non-stop taunting and obeyed orders to fire. Those who felt the bullets
were never looked upon as martyrs/victims by anyone I knew - we were on soldiers' side. We were
able to locate illegal abortion doctors and able to work our own sort of magic. Many of us smoked
grass - I did twice; it just was not for me; I prefer clear-mindedness. We wee able to get close to
young teens starting on the drugs/grass trip and turn them in other directions. We worked - enough
to survive and help others less fortunate. We did not wallow in the mud of Woodstock. And, yes,
we wore flowers in our hair.
nonsense you are spewing? Were we all the elite rich kids protesting the war? Were we Manson
wannabes? Were we just lazy, police-hating, anti-government thugs sitting around smoking grass,
dropping acid and making love 24/7? The ones I knew (including myself) lost family and friends
in Vietnam and no way did we believe they died in vain - war protesters denigrated their deaths.
Kent State? How many of you knew that the Ohio National Guard Unit there were recent returnees
from Vietnam where they had seen unspeakable horrors? They are made to stand at the ready on a
college campus where students/outside agitators had burned buildings, flowers were put in their
rifle barrels, they endured non-stop taunting and obeyed orders to fire. Those who felt the bullets
were never looked upon as martyrs/victims by anyone I knew - we were on soldiers' side. We were
able to locate illegal abortion doctors and able to work our own sort of magic. Many of us smoked
grass - I did twice; it just was not for me; I prefer clear-mindedness. We wee able to get close to
young teens starting on the drugs/grass trip and turn them in other directions. We worked - enough
to survive and help others less fortunate. We did not wallow in the mud of Woodstock. And, yes,
we wore flowers in our hair.