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...narrator in "They Grind Exceeding Small" was delightful compared to Peter Harkness, the narrator of Dealing. Of all the one-dimensional men to creep onto the written page, Harkness must be leader of the pack. Peter Harkness, rich New England Harvard freak. A freak in J. Press clothing. His likes: dope, cigarettes, dope, "TWA stewies," dope, pubic hair. His dislikes: pigs, his parents, pigs, the mornings before exams, pigs, the Porcellian Club, pigs, pigs. The stoned vs. the straight, the freak vs. the pig-that is his Manichean worldview. And so we follow Peter Harkness from Boston to Berkeley...
...instance, he criticizes "a fervent Marxist-Leninist" acquaintance: "We figured that any changes that were really going to happen were going to happen in people's heads . . . . So we blew our dope and stayed in our heads . . . . " Yet, describing the transformation of his friends and himself from straight to freak, Harkness includes the stage when "your parents [see] a picture of you in the papers with long hair, hanging out of the occupied administration building." The hopped-up hippies taking over buildings. From where else but Life could these people come...
This attitude disturbs Edwards. "I think that there shouldn't be any social mores against women participating in a sport like squash. Most people who watch me play consider me some kind of freak," she said...
...members of the counterculture. In fact, they represent the end of much of the movement's dream. In that dilemma, some straight jobs have become acceptable. "Driving cabs is the In thing for hippies right now in New York," says the underground cartoonist Mad John Peck. In Berkeley, the freaks have formed their own cab company, and the cabs are psychedelically painted bombs navigated solely by longhairs. Being a letter carrier is also acceptable, and mailmen with Prince Valiant cuts abound. Some straight newspapers like the Boston Globe have allowed invasions of freak reporters, and "a lot of freaks...
...stick that fist up. Right, higher, higher, a bit higher, really high. Great, that's good." The lights from the television make Paul squint and suddenly the quietly eloquent pacifist whose faith in people is innocent but not naive is transformed into some kind of squinty, fist-raised freak...