Notes: Whole Earth Catalog, Spring 1969

Tuesday 28 February 2012, 12.01am HKT


Is there anybody left in this world who remembers this?!?

This was the Whole Earth Catalog.

Think of it as the analogue or paper version of the Internet.

It was the size of two sheets of A4 or letter-sized writing paper, and printed on newprint.

A long time ago when I was a kid, I had a copy. I put it in the second drawer of my writing desk, with my stamp album on top of it. Then both got thrown away by mistake by some idiot.

There’s a really vivid image in my mind, the one that got me buying it in the first place — “The Indian Tipi.”

I didn’t know (and still don’t) know why I was drawn to that entry, but it clinched it for me. I just HAD to buy it and read it from cover to cover. Knowing the stuff contained inside it was like going into historic territory for me.

And believe you me, it really was historic territory.

Loving this kinda proves I’m something of a hippie inside me.

Except that I’m not. Except that I am. Except that I’m not.

Except that I’m everything that I am and am not.

© The Naked Listener, 2012. Image via World Earth Catalog.

4 Responses to “Notes: Whole Earth Catalog, Spring 1969”

  1. Ed Hurst said

    The term “hippie” has always been rather ill-defined. Just long hair on a male is enough to qualify in the minds of many.

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    • Too true, and yet it brings up a very vivid idea in many individuals’ minds.

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    • I’ve always had short back and sides until my mother passed away. Mum said I should have long hair, so I have been wearing long hair since then.

      So that’s the automatic perception I get from practically everyone, even though, honestly speaking, I’m not actually anywhere near being a hippie. But it’s so funny that people come up with some really bizarre ideas or personality traits aobut me that they ascribe solely on my looks. And then the hilarity ensues as they try to figure out why I did ‘this’ (when they were expecting me to do ‘that’).

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  2. Ed Hurst said

    By all means, for whatever reason, doing the unexpected is a major plus in social interactions. It gives you a measure of control. For example, when working as a substitute teacher, in language classes I would always welcome them in whatever language they were studying, using phrases I found in one of my travel guides. It really dampened excess chatter.

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