The Beatnik Subculture

People in the 19th century were cool (other than the slave-owners and racists). There were cool people all through the 20th century with all the different art movements. Rockabilly people were cool. Beatniks were cool. Hippies were cool. Grunge people were cool. I'm not sure about punk-rockers and glam-rock people.

Kids today aren't cool. They're lame. Gun culture isn't cool. White supremacists aren't cool. Today's music isn't cool.

I think once we moved into the digital age and now the age of AI, coolness became a thing of the past... an anachronism. That's life in the 21st century.
 
I was in the eye of the hurricane during this movement. All this swirling about and me just going about my interesting (to me, anyway) and mundane lifestyle. Racing cars and motorcycles and (gasp!) having just one steady girlfriend.
 
Come on Pep, we are all ears. lololol.
Just like my story of how I met my husband, though sounding salacious really isn't! It was the late '60's. I was a student at a college in NYC. I belonged to SDS-Students for a Democratic Society. We held a 'sanctuary' for an AWOL soldier and 'took over' the main auditorium to surround him. It lasted a few days. It had a mysterious ending. But anyway...

The second night, Allen Ginsberg & his boyfriend Peter Orlovsky turned up to join the festivities. Around 2am Peter was very busy socializing. Allen had put out a sleeping blanket & a top blanket. I was with him chatting and started yawning. Allen said he was also tired, did I want to sleep with him? I did. We lay down together, he put his arm around me. We slept. When I woke up in the morning, Peter & Allen had already left. Ho hum. It was incredibly fun being with him though. Other 'celebrities' showed up to support the soldier who of course was eventually arrested.
 
Just like my story of how I met my husband, though sounding salacious really isn't! It was the late '60's. I was a student at a college in NYC. I belonged to SDS-Students for a Democratic Society. We held a 'sanctuary' for an AWOL soldier and 'took over' the main auditorium to surround him. It lasted a few days. It had a mysterious ending. But anyway...

The second night, Allen Ginsberg & his boyfriend Peter Orlovsky turned up to join the festivities. Around 2am Peter was very busy socializing. Allen had put out a sleeping blanket & a top blanket. I was with him chatting and started yawning. Allen said he was also tired, did I want to sleep with him? I did. We lay down together, he put his arm around me. We slept. When I woke up in the morning, Peter & Allen had already left. Ho hum. It was incredibly fun being with him though. Other 'celebrities' showed up to support the soldier who of course was eventually arrested.

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Pepper, before laying down and after you waking up is the short a/k/a "Readers Digest" version. Now give us oldens the "Playboy memoirs" version.
Allen Ginsberg was totally and faithfully a gay man. He was with Peter for years & years. I told the whole story of my encounter.
 


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