The San Francisco Oracle: The
Psychedelic Newspaper of the Haight Ashbury (Oakland: Regent Press, 2005). CD-ROM.
“Ees Setisoppo with Dick Alpert.” [Interview with
Richard Alpert.] The City of San
Francisco Oracle, Vol. 1, No. 5 (January 1967), p. 10.
Or the story: as I was looking for real estate, a cat
down on the lower East Side said, “Come on and have a drink. My scene isn’t
LSD, it’s hash, but I’d like to talk to you anyway.” And he said, “The LSD people
next door, they’re having a party up on the eighth floor and they were looking
out over the terrace and one of guys said, ‘I think I’ll jump.’ And the other
guy said, ‘Cool!’ And so he jumped and fell eight stories and he fell with his
head against the curb broken and he was coughing blood out of his mouth and
nose and this guy was watching out of his window, and the fellow on the curb,
while the ambulance was coming, was blowing kisses at the people up on the
eighth floor and saying, ‘Here I am, dying in the gutter, looking at my
friends. Goodbye…Goodbye.’ And the ambulance came and he died.” And the guy said
to me, “Isn’t that horrible. He was only nineteen. He had all that promise.”
And I said, “Well, what’s so horrible about it?” I said, “His life made a
pretty strong statement because you remembered it and you just told me and I am
gonna tell lots of people.” But now, I dug like, how far out does my
consciousness have to go to be able to break through and assess that act?
“Changes.” [Alan Watts, Gary Snyder, Timothy Leary &
Allen Ginsberg.] The City of San
Francisco Oracle, Vol. 1, No. 7 (April 1967), p. 8.
WATTS: It’s like the guy in Los Angeles who had a bad
trip on LSD and turned himself into the police, and wrote: “Please help me.
Signed, Jehovah.” (laughter)
LEARY: Beautiful! (more laughter) It’s about time he
caught on, huh? (more laughter)
