I had long hair (in the days I HAD hair); went to anti-war demonstrations; went to peace rallies; carried an FN-C1 for a bit; had a beard for a while; never wore beads; never wore sandals until my hip replacement; smoked grass; wore jeans, but would sooner have had a glass of liquid manure than wear bell bottoms; never carried flowers for their power; was nonviolent at demonstrations but woould not tolerate attacks on the street from anyone. Hippie? No. Do I give a rat's ass if people think I was? No. So, having said that, am I an old hippie? No. Old bastard maybe, but not an old hippie.