Welcome to Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (aka, FOWC). I will be posting each day’s word just after midnight Pacific Time (U.S.).
Today’s word is “contempt.”
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This, That, and the Other 
ODE TO CONTEMPT
I’m told today’s word’s contempt
Prezir (yep) in Croat
I’m learning me Croatian
I’ll finish on this note
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I keep taking information in, on this topic, as I’m too young to know from direct observation in camaraderie who the hippies were or weren’t — despite the fact I’ve been referred to as a hippie on more than one occasion. I, some months ago, read or watched a documentary wherein hippies were described and illustrated — and then Grace Slick differentiated herself from the hippies at Woodstock on stage. In some way, she shouldn’t be considered part of the counterculture, I take it. But she was very influential in that generation and milieu. I believe you’ve delved into that general idea (not on one person) before. But that’s all an aside from your answer to and use of prompts herein. As usual, your description of life is engrossing.
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As long as ‘we’ live folks will argue about inclusion or exclusion. But I think that’s the nice thing. I can choose my identification as a folkie. In my experience most of the hippies came from suburban and well off backgrounds. A Folkie was anyone who appreciated folkmusic and was into the lifestyle – fancy clothes, and such were not part of the gig. and lots of us did not have the wherewithal to dress up. Also mostly of the Folkies I knew worked for a living, including me. Most of the hippies floated like lotus blossoms on a pond.
Now counterculture- the guy who wrote the book was thinking hippies. A lot of the beats, folkies and others not so easily labeled fall into counterculture because we refused to kow tow to the rigid soceital norms of then American society.
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Things just change, too. For example, a reason I seemed to some people to be a hippie was that I was working at a “health food store” (a real health food store and not like a GNC in the eighties). Also, in terms of change, by the time I was an aware little kid (in the seventies) my own mother was counter-culture in that she was wearing ridiculously short skirts and dresses — and absolutely doesn’t remember that maxi-skirts were a thing at all that I liked sometimes — as she was a teacher in the public school system but “conservative” (including anti-union) and anti-feminist at the same time (but really not but really so too like she was not racist but racist) such that I’ve been like “The Scream” [Edvard Munch] for decades before the people who would fit in the current Republican Party got their Trump.
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By the way, that is quite the picture, 😀
“[floating] like lotus blossoms on a pond.”
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