Middle Brick Road

The term hippie has been tossed around a lot lately. And I have caught it myself a few times.

I doubt it would come as any surprise that I’ve gotten into a debate or two online. It creates anonymity, after all though just by being online aren’t we are all somehow Anonymous? Presently I am especially so as I have had various profile pictures such as this one which pictures Martin Luther King Jr. leaving his monument to Occupy . . .
Or presently a scene from Snow White which depicts the Occupy Movement waking up the Middle Class from the spell they’ve been put under by the mass corporate owned media.

In doing so, people have only my words to evaluate. I have realized that maybe since people do not see me, they only see my words, they are able to understand me better. It’s true isn’t it? I really do not look like a hippie. So when people do not see me, they peg me for what I really am.

Let’s face it, I have always loved the Earth, the beauty that is found in nature, animals, life, love, peace and humanity . . . oh and freedom, have I mentioned how much I just love freedom?

So, why are people calling me a hippie like it’s a bad thing? And then yelling at me about how they want to keep driving their gas guzzling, over-sized, status symbol, I’m sorry I mean the car. A mass-produced ever failing, ever depreciating item that loses value the moment its wheels leave the lot. Really? I don’t give a crap what kind of car you drive, it is your choice to buy into the need for the biggest and best out there. Remember, I believe in freedom. I also believe in camping, an area where an SUV or large gas guzzling truck, or for myself a sport mini-van can come in handy. And like you’re really going to fit all your kid’s sports equipment, luggage or groceries in the back of one of those micro clown-cars.

The problem is not the car your buying, it is the options of cars available for you to buy. Correct me if I am wrong, but isn’t switching from one fuel source (oil) to another fuel source (electric) just shifting your money around from one already wealthy guy to the next? And if coal is fueling that electricity are we not still depleting natural resources? Sorry, but those do not sound like real options to me. I do not want to go buy a new car just to keep up with the green economy although I do believe that the economy should start to go GREEN!

Say I’m a dreamer. I am, it’s true. But boy can I certainly imagine some inexpensive product that we could attach to the vehicles we already own and use the power from the sun to power them. Wait, didn’t Honey I Shrunk the Kids have something similar? Sure, it was tacky, but come on that technology was only shown to us 22 years ago, surely by now we could take that idea and make it look sleek and sexy.

Either way, this dreamer is off track. Another hippie quality I suppose, dreaming. Hippies really do dream big don’t they? World Peace, Freedom, Love for all of Humanity. Those are some pretty admirable and albeit large and seemingly unattainable goals hippies have. And aside from being slightly unrealistic, what is wrong with anyone seeing that as a possibility and trying to work towards making that happen? Nothing.

Which brings me around to the entire purpose of this. I am a hippie. And I think at this juncture, I am totally proud of it.

I try to shop locally and from sustainable sources.
I believe in creating a green economy.
I believe in a true free market to create that economy.
I show kindness and understanding to others.
I do not believe in war.
I do believe in love.
I do believe in peace.
I believe in a world without poverty
I believe in education.
I believe that children really are our future and that they should be treated as such.

I believe that I will be a part of making it all possible, a better world if you will. Whether I dress or look like a hippie or not, I certainly am one. Even if you mean it as an insult, I take it as a complement. Thanks for calling me a hippie. One day this hippie will change the world.

As far as stereotypes go, what labels get placed on you? Do you agree with those labels or do you think they are unfairly placed? Do you think that there are some words like “hippie” that are used negatively, but there’s really not anything seriously negative about the term? What are these terms that are really positive, but used as insults?

Thanks for stopping by the Middle Brick Road, I hope you enjoyed this post. My name is Kacey and I am really big on health and all things natural – freedom – politics and bringing change by abandoning the boxes we too often put ourselves in.

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