My parents were hippies.

Hippies? Why, I'm the original.

Hippies are so phoney and fake.

I've always despised the hippies.

My family, my parents are hippies.

My family were pretty big hippies.

My parents are definitely reformed hippies.

All hippies around now just represent complete apathy.

I was a beatnik in the '50s before the hippies came along.

My parents were hippies. I'm the eldest of eight children.

My parents are hippies, so I must have a bit of hippie in me.

Real hippies don't like me at all. They can smell a real hippy.

I have busted more hippies' noses than all the narcs in the free world.

When I was 13 and looking for my identity, I was obsessed with hippies.

I hate the word 'hippy'. I hate a lot of people, and hippies don't do that!

No, I come for a hippy lifestyle, it's very open; my parents are both hippies.

The hippies wanted peace and love. We wanted Ferraris, blondes and switchblades.

My parents were hippies. They met at an ashram, where they were studying how to be enlightened.

Everyone look around and see if you can spot the NARCS. They're the ones who look like hippies.

I was born in Manhattan on West 12th. My parents were kind of hippies and they did a home birth.

It takes only one bad amp to turn your ears to oatmeal: That's how old hippies became Yanni fans.

Kabul was very popular with the hippies in the Sixties and Seventies. It was very quiet and peaceful.

L.A.'s hippies are actually quite scary - more like Hell's Angels than the Haight-Ashbury hippies of San Francisco.

I'm lucky. My parents are, like, super hippies. They were just happy I was going to school and I wasn't getting in trouble.

Elvis was the only man from Northeast Mississippi who could shake his hips and still be loved by rednecks, cops, and hippies.

I was admired by all these hippies, and it was wonderful playing at Monterey and Woodstock, performing for half a million people.

It's funny how the hippies and the punks tried to get rid of the conservatives, but they always seem to get the upper hand in the end.

It was a tedious saying among hippies: if you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem. I was very much part of the problem.

My parents were like these hippies almost: they are free-spirited, but they were also strict - which seems like a weird dynamic - but it worked.

Does anyone recall hippies designing things for Generation X? Does anyone recall the elegance of that? How design was about making things simpler?

My personal style is a mixture of, like, girly, throwback, like retro '50s pin-ups, floral, like hippies, like anything feminine, and like flirty.

I was always embarrassed because my dad wore a suit and my mother wore flat pumps and a cozy jumper while my friends' parents were punks or hippies.

The rude, raw, 'let it all hang out' freedom of the Californian hippies was in fact the most censorious and oppressive of societies that I have encountered.

People ask if my parents are hippies, but they're actually very conservative. A girl called Rebel sang at their wedding, and that's where my name came from.

For me and my entire generation, we took on this kind of sarcastic, ironic, snarkiness because it seemed the most extreme reaction to the earnestness of hippies.

Not hippie - my parents were not hippies - but they were very supportive and encouraging, and that does a lot for someone, and it gives them a lot of confidence.

I grew up in Berkeley and my parents were hippies, obviously, since my name's 'Jorma.' I didn't watch much television growing up because they weren't into it at all.

When the civil rights battle was won, all the Jews and hippies and artists were middle class white people and all the blacks were still poor. Materially, not much changed.

I didn't fit in on any level when I moved from Brooklyn to Burbank - on any level. And then I met a bunch of hippies, and I became a little hippie myself. A Brooklyn hippie.

I grew up in Northern California, so the hippies were still around. My father and mother were very Republican, very strait-laced and very uptight, but my uncles were hippies.

I often think that the Greatest Generation gave birth to the Crappiest Generation, the stinky hippies with their slacktivism and demand for government welfare in the name of freedom.

Ever since Willie Nelson brought rednecks into an alliance with hippies back in the psychedelic '70s, Austin has milked its quirky libertarian spirit for a worldwide bonanza of free publicity.

Typically, people think, 'Oh the hippies and the punks hated each other,' or that those things don't go together musically. Sometimes that is true, but we had equal parts of both in our musical DNA.

The process of unleashing worms on organic waste such as food scraps and grass clippings is known as 'vermicomposting.' Amateur horticulturists and hippies have been doing it on a small scale for decades.

I did not grow up in the 70s but in the 80s in the Bay Area, the child of hippies in Berkeley, so I felt connected to the place and the legendary things that had come before me historically that I'd missed.

I used to say, 'Mad' takes on both sides.' We even used to rake the hippies over the coals. They were protesting the Vietnam War, but we took aspects of their culture and had fun with it. 'Mad' was wide open.

Everything that was interesting was outside of Poland. Great music, art, film, hippies, Mick Jagger. It was impossible even to dream of escape. I was convinced as a teen-ager that I would have to spend the rest of my life in this trap.

The two basic social identities were Normal and Greaser; although a few sophisticated girls wore peace signs, hippies didn't exist, and while a seminal punk band, Iggy and the Stooges, was playing in nearby Ann Arbor, punk didn't exist yet, either.

I think there's a weapon of cynicism to say, 'Protest doesn't work. Organizing doesn't work. Y'all are a bunch of hippies. You know, it doesn't do anything,' because, frankly, it's said out of fear, because it is a potent force for political change.

Anybody can be unhappy. We can all be hurt. You don't have to be poor to need something or somebody. Rednecks, hippies, misfits - we're all the same. Gay or straight? So what? It doesn't matter to me. We have to be concerned about other people, regardless.

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