Tree-Hugging Hippy Crap

Now look …

As part of the original rave generation, I took to the principle of P.L.U.R. like a fish to water — it was the expression of who we were as people, so it was inevitable that we should gravitate to it and make it our motto.

We weren’t f*cking hippies though!

It should hardly come as a surprise, therefore, that many of us had (and still have) our misgivings about those who laid it on with a trowel — I’m not known as your resident antihippy for nothing … and have no time for any pseudomystical New Age bollox ¹.

So, the next time some white, middle-class Westerner says ‘namaste’ to me, instead of the punch in the mouth I’d usually respond with, I’m gonna point out to them that “That’s cultural appropriation!”

The cognitive dissonance/existential anguish will last a lot longer than the physical pain.

Also, it’ll cut down on the number of assault charges.

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¹ Indigo children with purple auras or whatever.