Every day in history is like a snowflake from heaven’s snowflake garden. It’s unique and it is fragile. Put it in your brain before it melts. This is what happened on August 17, 1969…
Hippies are just killing America. They do nothing for the economy. Do they buy soap? No. Do they purchase shaving products? No. They live on compounds growing their own food and avoiding America’s top-notch sewage system. The Guffaw blames them for the deficit, the debt ceiling and making tie-dye less than fashionable.
Why is the Guffaw ranting about all of this? On August 17, 1969, Woodstock came to a conclusion. Woodstock was a music festival in upstate New York on a 600 acre dairy farm where it rained, sexual dalliances were tenfold and there was mud. Some really cool musicians played (Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, The Who). While there is no doubt that Woodstock is a cultural touchstone for those who attended and those who said they attended. The question remains what was Woodstock’s impact? Did it change anything? (Is the Guffaw sounding like a square? We sound like a square). The United States and the world still employ economies that use money as currency instead of love. The Vietnam War carried on until 1975. There were no political ramifications. No one patented anything useful like donut tins or pay phones.
Admittedly hippies, Jimi Hendrix’s rendition of the Star-Spangled Banner was and is awesome. Outside of proving that if a place is offered with great music and unlimited access to illicit drugs people will come, the Guffaw isn’t sure what all the fuss is about. Good times, sure. Life altering experience that made the world a better place, not really, unless the acid one took had a heck of a kick.
*We are talking to you History Channel with write-ups for the beginning and conclusion of Woodstock. Stop pandering, you are getting as bad as CNN.