Happy birthday LSD
They say if you remember you weren't there, but there are some things I remember vividly from the 60s. LSD is one of them. Via d at Lawyers, Guns and Money, I'm reminded that 69 years ago today, Albert Hofmann discovered Lysergic acid diethylamide, or in the common venacular of the day -- acid. But it was Abbie Hoffman who made LSD famous when he "turned on and tuned in with 250 micrograms -- ten times the threshold dosage in humans." That reminded of two things.
First was the time I spent with Abbie. I was on the defense team when he was in court with Amy Carter for protesting Iran-Contra at UMASS in Amherst. Around the office we called the file "CIA on Trial." Maybe the press did too. I don't really remember. But I do remember Abbie.
We hung around the office after work and he told me stories. He was articulate and charming. He tried to get to get into my pants. He didn't, but I did literally buy the shirt off his back. I gave him eight bucks and he took it off his t-shirt and gave it to me. It was kelly green with yellow lettering that says: My country invaded Nicaragua and all I got was this lousy t-shirt. I still have it.
Reading about his acid trip also reminded me of the time I dropped a four way barrel of Orange Sunshine acid by mistake when I went to see the Who perform Tommy. It was a long trip and long story. If you're interested in the reminiscences of this old hippie, you can read my recollection here.
[cross-posted to The Reaction]
First was the time I spent with Abbie. I was on the defense team when he was in court with Amy Carter for protesting Iran-Contra at UMASS in Amherst. Around the office we called the file "CIA on Trial." Maybe the press did too. I don't really remember. But I do remember Abbie.
We hung around the office after work and he told me stories. He was articulate and charming. He tried to get to get into my pants. He didn't, but I did literally buy the shirt off his back. I gave him eight bucks and he took it off his t-shirt and gave it to me. It was kelly green with yellow lettering that says: My country invaded Nicaragua and all I got was this lousy t-shirt. I still have it.
Reading about his acid trip also reminded me of the time I dropped a four way barrel of Orange Sunshine acid by mistake when I went to see the Who perform Tommy. It was a long trip and long story. If you're interested in the reminiscences of this old hippie, you can read my recollection here.
[cross-posted to The Reaction]
Labels: Drug policy, my life
posted by Libby Spencer at 10:09 PM
3 Comments:
LOL whig. I'm the best connected nobody you'll probably ever meet.
Ah Libby, you bring back so many memories. Orange wedge was also out my way but window pane was the LSD of choice because it was generally less speedy. Had memorable times at Big Sur doing that. One of my best acid memories was going to see 2001. While many walked out of the theater afterwards scratching their heads and looking confused, those of us who had dropped walked out with our mouths hanging open in awe feeling we had just experienced God. They were truly wonderful days. Thanks for reminding...
Brian - those were the glory days alright. I was tripping when I saw 2001 as well and left the movie feeling pretty much the same way.
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