Beyond a certain point, the whole universe becomes a continuous process of initiation.

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

The totally convinced and the totally stupid have too much in common for the resemblance to be accidental.

Hippies generally aren't busy with anything except feeling sorry for themselves.

We are all giants, raised by pygmies, who have learned to walk with a perpetual mental crouch.

I will do anything, including highway robbery and murder, to avoid leaving my children in poverty.

In conlusion, there is no conclusion. Things will go on as they always have, getting weirder all the time.