Woke up this morning actually in tears from a dream of time-traveling back to explain 9/11 to a group of hippies, and couldn't get myself pulled together for nearly an hour. I suppose this is how the end of August is going to be from now on. But it did seem like an interesting seed for a short story, so I've been working that up all afternoon and it seems as if it might amount to something submittable, so now I'm online working frantically to fill in the vast "...but I wasn't BORN yet!" gaps in the details I've started sketching in. (I'd ask Mum, but she's more from the tail end of the Beats than the Hippies, and remembers almost nothing about the '68 Convention riots despite living on the Near North side at the time. [I've asked before.])

All of which amounts to the fact that sometime in the near future I may be needing people who speak Hippie to proofread a draft. If you feel you would be qualified to pronounce upon what slang usage would be period to c.1968, or have parents who could be dragooned politely into same, please sign up by replying to this post so I can put you onto a security filter later if this comes to anything...
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