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Abbie Hoffman — Part 7
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"So we decided to nominate a pig for president in
Chicago and lo and behold, he won. Right? He's up there.
_And now they want to do us in for it. They said you guys,
you're too spread out; you gotta get together. You gotta
form a conspiracy. Conspiracy. Conspire to breed together.
You meet some nice people in a conspiracy. You oughta join
up. It's really a good thing. Eight of us, total of eighty
years, one hundred sixty thousand dollars, plus one hundred
sixty, nothing. Pick that up just panhandling around this
country. Pick up eighty years, too. You ain't got your
Yippie helmet. Conspiracy. We got a motion going ina
couple days. We're gonna ask them to move the trial from
the Federal Building to the coliseum. We're gonna be tried
by the lions, just like the old days. And a week after that;
we got &@ great legal team, eight great lawyers, all around
this country, best legal team ever assembled, and the ninth,
lawyer, Doctor Fidel Castro, from Havana, Cuba. He's a lawyer,
defend us in the style to which we are accustomed; we oughta
make a motion before the bar, have him admitted, practice law
up there. It's illegal, they'll say. That's the way it goes.
You can't do your thing. Flower children get some thorns.
Revolution.
"I saw an ad a couple days ago, did you see it?
What are the revolutionaries that United Artists planning for
169. Jesus. They oughta be doing it. United Artists. Dodge
rebellion. It's tough to figure out what those words mean, so
we got a whole newset. We ain't serious. Businessmen are
serious, movie producers are serious. Everybody's serious but:
us. We ain't serious and never gonna be serious again. You're
not serious man. You won't work. Work work work work work.
That's a four-letter word. A dirty four-letter word. No, we
never work. We play all day. We f... and smoke pot and play
all day and love it. They hate that. That's worse that not
even taking a bath and doing all the other things and guerilla
fighting. But you're gonna not work? And see, like, ah,
Yippies are students; they're members of the working class,
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