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In the summer of 1968 I became a vegetarian. Reasons: 1) To become plantlike. 2) To stop consuming. 3) To live like a member of the Third World. 4) To do it. I did it making friends among bushes and trees frowning on porkchops in the supermarket denying the environmental pressures plunking down roots in the earthly sources attaching myself to the ground loving the rain drawing toward the sun.

Enter, the merciless sponge of the System the wilderness going down revelation becoming habit all joy vaporized a withering. So I enter the world of consenting adults by day and by night shiver and thrill to rumors of the American Liberation Front.