Old hippie friend of Lyndon LaRouche stands up to hostile Alaska and pleads for a peach; five other Alaska - Wasilla roadside stories, shot through the dirty, cracked, windows of the Ford Escape
Sunday, May 27, 2012 at 9:28AM ;)
This guy shot past the Ford Escape in a flash. This one was through the open window, on the Parks Highway, pointed toward Anchorage. All that follow are through the cracked and dirty windows, in Wasilla.
;)
As I approached Wasilla Lake, I was shocked to see this sign ordering the great AK (Alaska) not to feed old hippies. Some of my readers may not know this, but there was a time when I believe I had the longest head of hair of any male student attending Brigham Young Unversity. This was in the days when cops would pull you over for having long hair, hamburger/soda shop owners would come at you with a baseball bat to drive you out of the friendly gathering places they had created for upstanding youth with short hair (yes, I did experience these very things and, in its way, it was fun) and Mitt Romney would lead a posse gang and forcibly cut the hair off a fellow student who had long hair and was rumored to have been gay, too - although in those days, they would not have called him "gay." They would have called him, "queer," and other epithets I do not care to repeat here.
So, in a way, that experience at BYU makes me an old hippy - and now someone had posted this sign here, telling Alaska not to feed me. Boy! Was I angry! Hungry, too. Angry and hungry.
I should add that one day I got called into the office of one of the BYU deans, who warned me that if I did not get my hair cut within 24 hours, he would expell me from BYU. I can't remember for sure, but I believe his name was Dean. Dean Dean.
So I got my hair cut.
But I grew it back out again, just as fast as I could.
Which wasn't all that fast.
And then I went on a mission and got nearly all of it cut off.
I looked pretty respectable at that point. You would have never known I was a hippy.
;)
I was very pleased to see that this old hippy had seen the sign and then positioned himself right beside it so he could defy it. He even had a pretty good sign of his own made up, asking Alaska passersby to feed him a peach. If you could see all the lettering, this is what you would read:
"This old hippie says AK feed me a peach." A bit more follows of course, but that was the basic message. This guy wanted a peach. I don't know why he wanted a peach and not a chunk of moose meat or salmon, but a peach was what he wanted.
I would have given him a peach, too, but I didn't have one. I did have a bean burrito, but he didn't want a burrito - only a peach.
He claimed to be a friend of Lyndon LaRouche, who apparently backs up the quest of old hippies to be fed by the great AK! It is nice to know there are still compassionate people in this country, state and town.
As for the focus, in this kind of situation I must let the camera decide what it wants to focus on and it chose the mountain.
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I saw walkers, walking.
;)
Next I saw a family out for a pleasant Saturday afternoon outing in Wasilla.
;)
These two played, "caboose."
;)
The heat was searing - maybe 52 degress F (11 C) under cloudy skies and soon I was parched. I went looking for a Pepsi and found a truck load.
I drank it all, but was still thirsty afterward.
Did you notice how green it suddenly is around here?
Isn't it amazing?
Pepsi, fourwheeler in Alaska, Motorcycle, Wasilla
Reader Comments (6)
He is not a responsible American has he paid taxes a good Alaskan?
Wrong: That is not what Lyndon La Rouche is about. But they were behind the Palin campaign---check out the history. They are a dangerous, brainwashed, psychotic group.
finally green here in NB too
You nailed it, Thomas.
poohbahbah: I am a bit amazed that anyone could read what I wrote about Lyndon LaRouche in the context of the entire post and interpret my words as being anything other than what they were: Satire.
I mean, c'mon... "pleads for a peach"? - And you interpret my words as literal? Sometimes, rather than to join in the babble of rant and scream, it seems to me it is better to poke fun and laugh. Jon Stewart is the all-time master at this. But just in case someone else should somehow interpret this post as you have, let me make it doubly clear:
It is satire.
Satire most often means the exact opposite of what the literal words state.
As for the role of the LaRouche disciple pictured here with Sarah Palin, please read this link on my old blog:
http://wasillaalaskaby300.squarespace.com/journal/2009/12/24/sarah-palins-wasilla-book-signing-people-in-line-animal-ball.html
I'm very jealous of your 52-degree weather! Here we're having the first heat wave of the summer during what ought to still be spring. It's 92 degrees and I'm positively wilting because I think it's sort of ridiculous to put in the air conditioner when it's not even June yet. This is the price of trees that turn green in March, I suppose :)
Sixties today, Daisy. Beautiful and sunny. Way nicer than the Arizona weather she just came from, Margie said. Until an hour so ago. Rainclouds moved in. Sprinkles came. Probably mid-50's now.