by C. R. Wiley

C.R. Wiley

So I’m a little embarrassed to admit it, but I like granola.  But since when did getting a little closer to nature make you a hippie?

There’s probably a better word—but hippie just works for me.  They’ve won by the way—the hippies I mean.  Not the unkemptness thankfully, but the outlook.  You can see them everywhere now—where you might expect, in Hollywood, and where you probably don’t, Silicon Valley and Wall Street.  It is their appearance on Wall Street that tells you they won.  When Monsanto does its best impression of an environmental advocacy group and Kimberly Clark, the diaper maker, comes out for gay marriage you know hippies now run America.

What makes you a hippie?  After thinking about it a good long time I’ve come up with this: it is a faith in uncultivated things and a mindset that equates impulses and warm sentiments with all that is both natural and innocent that makes you a hippie.  In the hippie lexicon artificial is just another word for bad. And civilization—particularly Western Civilization—is a blight.    [Read more...]