Hardly Anybody In America Pays Attention To

I Was The Kid In The Class Who Was Looking For The Angles To Question Things Or Make Wise-ass Remarks, Not Knowing Enough To Be Afraid Of Being Myself Or Showing Intelligence. But I Wasn't The Only Kid Like That In My Classes Because Of Where I Grew Up. I'm Really Thankful I Grew Up In A Town Where There Were A Lot Of Other Mutant Kids. I'm From Boulder, Colorado, Which Went Through A Lot Of Dramatic Changes When I Was Growing Up.

Shut Up, Be Happy. Obey All Orders Without Question. The Happiness You Have Demanded Is Now Mandatory.

When My Sixth Grade Teacher Opened The Class With Subtle Praise For The Guardsmen Shooting Four People To Death At Kent State, I'd Given Up Arguing With Her By That Point. But I Was Very Riled Up Inside And Vowed That I Would Never Forget That.

I Think There's Plenty Of Room, Even In The Most Serious Activist Circles, For Humor. Humor Can Be Very Effective Both To Inspire, And As A Weapon. Just Ask Frank Zappa And Charlie Chaplin.

That's The Way Both They And I Travel Sometimes. Pick Road At Random, And When It's Time To Pull Over, You Pull Over And Hope You Can Find A Place To Crash.