On Hippie S.C.U.M.

Our society is not a community, but merely a collection of isolated family units. Desperately insecure, fearing his woman will leave him if she is exposed to other men or to anything resembling life, the male seeks to isolate her from other men and from what little civilization there is, so he moves her out to the suburbs, a collection of self-absorbed couples and their kids. Isolation enables him to try to maintain his pretense of being an individual be becoming a “rugged individualist,” a loner, equating non-cooperation and solitariness with individuality.

There is yet another reason for the male to isolate himself: every man is an island. Trapped inside himself, emotionally isolated, unable to relate, the male has a horror of civilization, people, cities, situations requiring an ability to understand and relate to people. So, like a scared rabbit, he scurries off. dragging Daddy’s little asshole along with him to the wilderness, the suburbs, or, in the case of the “hippies”- he’s way out, Man!- all the way out to the cow pasture where he can fuck and breed undisturbed and mess around with his beads and flute.

The “hippie,” whose desire to be a “Man,” a “rugged individualist,” isn’t quite as strong as the average man’s, and who, in addition, is excited by the thought of having lots of women accessible to him, rebels against the harshness of a Breadwinner’s life and the monotony of one woman. In the name of sharing and cooperation, he forms the commune or tribe, which, for all its togetherness and partly because of it (the commune, being an extended family, is an extended violation of the female’s rights, privacy and sanity) is no more a community than normal “society.”

A true community consists of individuals- not mere species members, not couples- respecting each other’s individuality and privacy, at the same time interacting with each other mentally and emotionally- free spirits in free relation to each other- and cooperating with each other to achieve common ends. Traditionalists say the basic unit of “society” is the family; “hippies” say the tribe; no one says the individual.

The “hippie” babbles on about individuality, but has no more conception of it than any other man. He desires to get back to Nature, back to the wilderness, back to the home of the furry animals that he’s one of, away from the city, where there is at least a trace, a bare beginning of civilization, to live at the species level, his time taken up with simple, no-intellectual activities- farming, fucking, bead stringing. The most important activity of the commune, the one on which it is based, is gang-banging. The “hippie” is enticed to the commune mainly be the prospect of all the free pussy- the main commodity to be shared, to be had just for the asking but, blinded by greed, he fails to anticipate all the other men he has to share with, or the jealousies and possessiveness of the pussies themselves.

Men cannot cooperate to achieve a common end, because each man’s end is all the pussy for himself. The commune, therefore, is doomed to failure: each “hippie” will, in panic, grab the first simpleton who digs him and whisk he off to the suburbs as  fast as he can. The male cannot progress socially, but merely swings back and forth from isolation to gangbanging.

–Valarie Solanas

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8 Comments

  1. Jenny
    Posted November 28, 2010 at 12:35 pm | Permalink

    Hmm, s0unds like Valerie was a right winger after all.

  2. rex
    Posted November 29, 2010 at 9:00 pm | Permalink

    She could hone her writing skills a bit too.

  3. TheAllSeeingI
    Posted November 30, 2010 at 6:01 am | Permalink

    well she’s been dead for 22 years, but im sure her ghost will pick up on your critique

  4. Jenny
    Posted December 1, 2010 at 6:33 pm | Permalink

    Hee hee!

  5. pinkie
    Posted December 27, 2010 at 9:06 am | Permalink

    Hysterical,ill informed,paranoid bullshit…fucking funny though,put a smile on my face-now,where’s my woman? Out visiting friends she told me..that lying slut!! She’s out there looking for men..oh,it’s ok..I made sure she had her chastity belt on before she left,and I have the key.Phew! That’s ok then.Now I can get on with my bead-stringing in peace.

  6. J.J.
    Posted March 3, 2011 at 7:42 am | Permalink

    Strangely there was alot of truth stated here

  7. Ross J Warren
    Posted March 29, 2013 at 11:12 am | Permalink

    One of the longest shaggy dog stories I’ve read.

  8. mick barnyards
    Posted November 22, 2013 at 8:15 pm | Permalink

    I love that picture of the 1 guy and the 4 girls and his woman . they don’t look like happy hippies though. maybe cause they all sleep in the one bed. I met allot of hippies I think that guy would be happy though. I heard alot of stories though about sleeping in one bed and those were from the history of america and probably the world. it seems that if your in a bed with all those naked bodies allot can happen ( just sayin’) I have heard of instances where the kids are getting far too old to be in bed with dad and well its a bit too cosy in that big bed and well a guy can get confused in the dark and half asleep and all. I personally wouldn’t be comfortable in bed with my kids at all. call me old fashioned or what ever but I think the wild west was like that and now the hippies have made a culture where this sort of thing can be more likely to take place. In my own experience I have been really close to that type of situation and have gotten myself out of it . the daughter of the hippy woman I was with came into our bed in the morning and wanted to “sex” me as she put it. I said go get your own boyfriend. my partner thought I handled that well. but the kids do see and hear alot of sexual activity and I think perhaps too much. I can see how in these situations people (men) can take advantage of that innosense and that intimacy. there is a point where the line is blurred and play and discovery is all a bit much. as I said I was not comfortable with that. nice picture but . beautiful kids and its not all its cracked up to be allot of hippy guys are so angry and mean . Its not all peace love and mung beans.

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