I got my undergrad degree attended the UC at Santa Cruz, a university I can confidently describe as a “hippie school.” Debate was encouraged, classes could at times be bizarre, and the atmosphere smelled of patchouli and burning sage. Others colleges that fall under the hippie school umbrella? Kenyon College in Ohio, Warren Wilson College in North Carolina, Reed College in Oregon, and Hampshire College in Massachusetts. Want to know if your university also qualifies? Put these 14 signs in your pipe and smoke ‘em… Keep reading »
Up in Ye Olde Woodstock, New York, there’s an old couple who go by Grandma and Grandpa Woodstock. The pair both attended the original Woodstock (unrelated to the Limp Bizkit violence and rape-fest of 1999), but didn’t meet until the Rainbow Gathering a few years ago. The be-dreadlocked and whiskered couple got married at a Gathering in 2009, and return each year to celebrate and, presumably, barter macrame wall hangings for drugs.
The couple took a bus to the Montana Gathering location, but were told they wouldn’t be allowed on a return bus, because of their dog. So they purchased plane tickets for the return trip to Woodstock. The only problem? Ninety-year-old Grandma Woodstock didn’t have an ID. “She forgot where she put it probably about 10 years ago,” explained Grandpa. The pair eventually got on a flight, but not before they became mini-celebs at the Salt Lake City airport. Peace and love, in the air! [Fox 13]
Hey, hipsters aren’t like me and you. Regular housing is just so confining and restrictive. And that’s why some particularly ambitious members of the hipster class have taken to finding alternative means of shelter. Like tanks. Yes, tanks. Could anything be further from the hipster mentality of ambivalent permissiveness, freedom to wear stupid hats and listen to ear-damaging noise records? And yet these Burning Man hippies have re-appropriated a tank as their own peace and love living quarters. Well, what do you think of that? [Details] Keep reading »
The baja hoodie has long been a wardrobe staple for stoners, surfers and philosophy majors. I was lucky enough to meet a combination surfer/stoner/philosophy major in a creative writing workshop my freshman year of college. He was lauded around campus for his flowing beard, his free verse poetry about going to the zoo and not knowing which side of the bars he was on, and the fact that the only outfit he owned consisted of a baja hoodie and a pair of tattered hemp pants. Even though baja hoodies are widely available at beachside shops for, like, 20 bucks, high-end label Gryphon decided to make its own version and sell it for $400. I don’t know many stoned philosophers with that much extra cash on hand. Keep reading »
To those of you too busy reading about the historic uprisings in the Middle East, let me catch you up really quickly on the ongoing turmoil in the faraway country of Charlie Sheen. The millionaire sitcom star has been publicly self-destructing. Years of alleged substance abuse, marital problems and bizarre behaviors have, apparently, climaxed. Over the past week or so, he has seemingly divided like a cell into multiple versions of himself and simultaneously appeared on every live television talk show currently being produced. But like most modern celebrity scandals, the personal immolation we’re witnessing isn’t really about the vaguely human celebrity whose antics and flaws and outrageous moral lapses are beamed from dozens of differently shaped boxes directly to our brains. Keep reading »
Score (literally) for the women of today. A new study shows that even though our mothers didn’t have to worry about STDs, body hair, or even clothes, that we are getting laid way more than those hippies. A survey of 3,000 women revealed that women between the ages of 18 and 24 had on average 5.65 partners in the last 10 years while those free lovers of the 1960s only had about 1.67. In the 1970s that number jumped to 3.72—blame it on Our Bodies, Ourselves?—and in the 1990s it climbed to just under five. So what’s up with that? Are women getting hornier, or is the sexual revolution just running amok in our genitals? [Daily Mail] Keep reading »