All over the floor I saw people caving in to the lure of booze, and in the crowded aisle between the California and Wisconsin delegations a smiling freak with a bottle of liquid THC was giving free hits to anybody who still had the strength to stick their tongue out.

The brutal reality of politics would be probably intolerable without drugs.

A prime intention of any left/radical demonstration is to provoke the minions of the establishment (the police) to violence, and thus expose the “brutality” and “hypocrisy” of an establishment that claims to stand for “peace and democracy.”

Let’s face it. The majority of people in this country are mentally ill … and this illness unfortunately extends into all walks of life.

On some days you have good ideas and on some days you have bad ones. The trick is knowing the difference. Instantly

What? No. We can't stop here. This is bat country.

I have no taste for either poverty or honest labor, so writing is the only recourse left for me.

What finally spurred me to action was a sense of duty, even urgency, to make my voice heard. I am, as I said, a pro—and in this foul and desperate hour in our history I think even pros should speak up.

Truth is weirder than any fiction I've seen.

Every reaction is a learning process; every significant experience alters your perspective. So it would seem foolish, would it not, to adjust our lives to the demands of a goal we see from a different angle everyday? How could we ever hope to accomplish anything anther than

A man who procrastinates in his choosing will inevitably have his choice made for him by circumstance.

We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole galaxy of multi-colored uppers, downers, screamers, laughers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint

You can’t send a man out in a fucking Pinto or a VW to seek out the American Dream in Las Vegas. You want to be able to come roaring into the Circus-Circus in a huge Coupe de Ville and know the insanity of watching people jump and run and salute and all that crap … which is

Pimps and hustlers have a fine instinct for politics.

I feel only contempt for the cowardly flag-suckers who would gladly give up their outdated freedom to live for the mess of pottage they have been conned into believing will be freedom from fear.

You will be flogged for being right and flogged for being wrong, and it hurts both ways-but it doesn't hurt as much when you're right.

I was ready to give the benefit of the doubt to almost any president who acted half human and had enough sense not to walk around in public wearing a swastika armband.

Freedom was yesterday in this country. Its value has been discounted. The only freedom we truly crave today is freedom from Dumbness. Nothing else matters.

With the return of the football season, come memories of people, parties and far-off places: the cold and clammy feel of a beer can clutched in my hand, the witless screech of the crowd at a football game, the memory of soft brown eyes and bubbling laughter; all these and many

Football fans share a universal language that cuts across many cultures and many personality types. A serious football fan is never alone. We are legion, and football is often the only thing we have in common.