W a s h i n g t o n P u b l i c R a d i o
I’ve been raising money for homeless people in recent days in the Ken Kesey Square in Eugene, Oregon. I give them a “store” with goods to sell. Half the money goes directly to them, the other to WPR’s current effort to create the Ken Kesey Center for Northwest History and Culture.
This morning someone named Kimberely threatened to calal the police if I didn’t get out of the square. Turns out I need a permit from her organization, the people that run the saturday market in Eugene.
She said I could apply for a permit ! I wondered what old Ken would think of Ms. Kimberely the Eugenista Fascita
So I went to her office and asked Ms Eugenia Fascita Policia for an interview about her threat to call the police.
Surprise. She refused. She referred me to her boss.
Her boss was on her way out the door to a lawyer’s appointment.
Are you laughing yet, folks?
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filed by Tom Manoff…(don’t worry — I’m a’ running like a maux faux to get out before them cops show up, yes ma’am Kimberely……….)
UPDATE: What would Kesey think about these people ? You know the answer. These are the hippiecrits (a term from a local fellow, not sure I can name him,) the organic visa-taking-I’ve-got-health-care-you-don’t people who work for the Saturday Market, the ones with the jobs whose authority to call the cops on you is the first card they lay down. And just who authorized the Saturday Markey Hippiecrits to rule Ken Kesey Square….? Ken, are you laughing in the sky-bus? p>
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