And that, I think, was the handle—that sense of inevitable victory over the forces of Old and Evil. Not in any mean or military sense; we didn’t need that. Our energy would simply prevail. There was no point in fighting—on our side or theirs. We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave. . . .
So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark—that place where the wave finally broke and rolled back.
What’s Richard Stallman doing in there?
Nobody can draw boobs like ol’ R. Crumb.
Or butts.
Or hippies.
Also bring’s to mind The Grateful Dead’s “New Speedway Boogie”
Please dont dominate the rap, jack, if youve got nothing new to say.
If you please, dont back up the track this trains got to run today.
I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill
I heard someone say better run away, others say better stand still.
Now I dont know, but I been told its hard to run with the weight of gold,
Other hand I have heard it said, its just as hard with the weight of lead.
Who can deny, who can deny, its not just a change in style?
One step down and another begun and I wonder how many miles.
I spent a little time on the mountain, I spent a little time on the hill
Things went down we dont understand, but I think in time we will.
Now, I dont know but I was told in the heat of the sun a man died of cold.
Keep on coming or stand and wait, with the sun so dark and the hour so late.
You cant overlook the lack, jack, of any other highway to ride.
Its got no signs or dividing lines and very few rule to guide.
I saw things getting out of hand, I guess they always will.
Now I dont know but I been told
If the horse dont pull you got to carry the load.
I dont know whose backs that strong, maybe find out before too long.
One way or another, one way or another,
One way or another, this darkness got to give.
This cartoon summarises my philosophy.
Only 100 million or so more waves to go and those bricks will be rubble.
Trying to decide which one is Alan Moore.
That’s freaking beutiful.
Dude in the middle with the captain’s hat, sez I.
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