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...Wants. The hippie philosophy also borrows heavily from Henry David Thoreau,* particularly in the West Coast rural communes, where denizens try to live the Waldenesque good life on the bare essentials-a diet of turnips and brown rice, fish and bean curd -thus refuting the consumerism of "complicating wants" essential to the U.S. economy. Historically, the hippies go all the way back to the days of Diogenes and the Cynics (curiously, no rock combo has yet taken the name), who were also bearded, dirty and unimpressed with conventional logic...
...when the spectator tires of it he can't help noticing what Allen's annotations cannot entirely conceal: the original film. It's terrible. Still and all, Allen & Co. stand to make about 1000% profit on their minuscule investment, and that ain't bean curd...
...boulders. The big island's landowners and the rural police consider them scarcely human and treat them accordingly. The shepherds bear their lot with lithic indifference. All day long they drive their tiny flocks from pasture to sere pasture, working literally like dogs. In the evening they eat curd and flatbread. At night they sleep sometimes in rude stone huts, sometimes on the mountainsides among their sheep. They live for their sheep-they would die without them. They are poor, so poor they cannot afford to make even one mistake...
...From Ensign Ichizo Hayashi, reared as a Christian, to his mother: "On our last sortie we will be given a package of bean curd and rice. It is reassuring to depart with such good luncheon fare . . . I do not want you to grieve over my death. I do not mind if you weep. Go ahead and weep. But please realize that my death is for the best, and do not feel bitter about it. I have had a happy life . . . I will precede you now, mother, in the approach to Heaven...
...chickens squeezed tightly into dank caves, protected from the cold November winds only by tattered curtains of sacking. Their schools long since closed, children play in the caves with chunks of shrapnel. Night closes in early. By 6 p.m. the people have cleaned their bowls of rice, bean curd and cabbage and settled down on straw mats to await the dawn...