Word: grounded
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...BREEDING ground for the student revolt was the Faculty of Letters at Nanterre, France's first attempt to create an American style campus university. The French botched it. No real thought was given to increasing the contacts between students and faculty. After class the professors immediately drove back to Paris. The government simply moved the whole rigidly bureaucratic and authoritarian apparatus of the French university into modern buildings. It changed its skin, but not its soul...
THIS guy down the hall happened to give me 500 ground-up morning glory seeds and he told me to eat them. He said I'd get stoned. I really didn't know what drugs were all about then, but I took them and waited about two hours and I couldn't feel very much. Then I walked over to one of the school buildings and the same cat was up in a loft blowing grass. I didn't know what that was then either. I thought it was like heroin. I thought it was really...
...stopped taking ground-up seeds, though, because once I took them be fore a vacation and had a bad trip [frightening experience]. I had to take a six-hour bus ride and then a plane. I took about 550 seeds just before the bus left. A lot of kids from school on the bus were stoned too. Some had grass and one guy drank two bottles of cough syrup. And it was really good for about an hour but then I started to freak. I felt like jumping off the bus. I just had to move. There were pine trees...
...thought, "How could such beautiful stuff hurt me?" I really dig acid raps. That's when you talk to the cat you took acid with about anything that comes into your mind. Once a big Day-Glo ribbon materialized and hovered three or four inches above the ground. It was about 7 ft. long and 2 ft. thick. Everything that I was going to say was written on that ribbon in pink letters before I was going to say it, so I just read the ribbon to talk. Acid has taught me a new way. You have...
...regular theaters soon (in some cases only days) after their festival screening. Begun seven years ago as a showcase for the choice of the European festivals, New York's staid and sometimes pompous affair has thus each year become more and more a distributors' proving ground. Oddly enough, the attitude of the festival's sponsors doesn't seem to affect the quality of the films. A few are first-rate; many more are mannered mediocrities indicative of modish trends (fragmentation of narrative, alienation effects), rather than genuine worth. A few notable early entries...