Articles and Essays
"I got off the plane around midnight and no one spoke as I crossed the dark runway to the
terminal. The air was thick and hot, like wandering into a steam bath..."
"On the Weird Mechanics of Running a Takeover Bid on a Small Town. . . and a Vulgar Argument for Seizing Political Power and Using It like a Gun Ripped Away from a Cop. . . with Jangled Comments on the Uncertain Role of the Head and the Awful Stupor Factor"
"Going to Hollywood is a dangerous high-pressure gig for most people, under any
circumstances. It is like pumping hot steam into thousands of different-size boilers..."
"The best year to be a hippie was 1965, but then there was not much to write about,
because not much was happening in public and most of what was happening in private was
illegal..." (Scroll to the bottom for the HST text).
"We were about 40 minutes out of San Francisco when the crew finally decided to take
action on the problem in lavatory 1B..."
"Ever since World War II, California has been strangely plagued by wild men on
motorcycles. They usually travel in groups of ten to thirty, booming along the highways
and stopping here are there to get drunk and raise hell..."
"Aztlan - the “conquered territories” that came under the yoke of Gringo occupation troops
more than 100 years ago, when “vendito politicians in Mexico City sold out to the US” in
order to call off the invasion that Gringo history books refer to as the Mexican American
"Weapons are my business. You name it and I know it: guns, bombs, gas, fire, knives and
everything else. Damn few people in the world know more about weaponry than I do..."
"The case of Lisl Auman, who first wrote me from prison three years ago, is so rotten and
wrong and shameful that I feel dirty just for knowing about it, and so should you..."