Don’t f *ck with Israel
And the world was changing. After sending Raquel Welch on a “Fantastic Voyage,” Walt Disney died, a month before the astronauts Grissom, White and Chaffee were burned alive on the launching pad at the newly re-named Cape Kennedy. The other Elvis married Priscilla in Vegas as Egypt’s Nasser concluded a surprise alliance with Jordan’s King Hussein, and lined up with Syria, Iraq, Kuwait, Algeria, and the Palestine Liberation Organization to pull a “Bambi Meets Godzilla” on little Israel. When they tried it, Israel turned around like Clay vs Liston and beat the shit out of them. Meanwhile, Muhammad Ali was stripped of his title for refusing to fight for Uncle Sam. In China fingers and noses were being chopped off prisoners in their Cultural Revolution when Jane Mansfield was decapitated in a car accident. The Beatles signaled the dawn of what was to become the ‘drug culture’ with the release of “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band,” and ‘head shops’ began popping up selling Zig Zag rolling paper and water pipes. The smell of marijuana was as common as tobacco, when the FCC forced radio and TV stations to air health warnings with their cigarette commercials. We watched it all through the “Purple Haze” of Jimi Hendrix’ guitar, the “Pieces” of Janis Joplin’s “Heart,” hypnotized by Ravi Shankar’s sitar, as a sea of tie-dyed t-shirts and flowers converged on Monterey Pop, converting the peace sign from a political statement to a fashion trend. And suddenly every high school senior had long hair.