I’m Gonna Spill The Blood Of A Hippy

I grew up in "communes" where self-indulgent, promiscuous hippies thought everything they did was deep and profound- like running outside naked when it rained and filming it. Meanwhile, the kidlets in the house were neglected, beaten and abused- but "peace" and "love" were the mottos thrown around like mice feces. Needless to say, I just love the whole hippie thing because it's so tuned in to what's really happening in the world rather than just hiding in the permanent adolescence of narsissistic pretense with costumes, no less. Groovy. I say, let's put them in a tiny glass room and burn Sandalwood incense in such intense amounts that they expire from incense poisoning. Wow. That's deep. The Grateful Dead can be playing loudly in the background. And we will wrap their scented corpses in tie dyed shrouds and feed them to starving dogs. Then they really will have given something to the planet. Beautiful, man....C