So have the hippies left us without a canon of literature? Sure, they’ve made music, and Peter Max made groovy airplanes and rainbows, but the bookshelf seems empty. It’s not that the time period was marked by distaste for storytelling. To the contrary, many writers were popular with hippies, such as Vonnegut, Hesse, and Dr. Seuss, but we find no actual work by a renowned hippie or tale that chronicles their beliefs, attitudes, and lack of interest in soap and water. So it should be no surprise to all of you that in 1972 all hippies were lured with patchouli and wheat grass into traps, captured, ground into small pieces, mixed with lead, and then shipped to China to be made into inexpensive toys.
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