Changing seasons always make Da-da think of hippies. Some of you may recall those heady days at the latter half of the '60s (Da-da was just a microtot), when those hippie folk painted that famous bus and went on that archetypal road trip, documented by Tom Wolfe. Well, those folks inspired a lot of other folks.
Before they left on their own grand adventure, c. 1970, the hippies in Young Master Da-da's neighborhood, like any proper hippies, painted their Volkswagon bus with flowers and peace symbols and unicorn psychedelia. It was not only de rigeur for the time, it was also a noble, unifying gesture, to be sure. And Young Master Da-da, then about five, watched them do this, in fascination of the abomination.
While painting their teutonic vehicle with garish, unteutonic colors, the hippies noticed this five-year-old tow-headed boy watching them. They smiled, probably thinking, "What sweet, innocent youth," but what little Da-da was really thinking was, "My God, they're ruining the paint."
Young Master Da-da had seen his father wax their own car (they also had VWs, a white Herbie and a blue bug, curiously unnamed), so he knew how much work it was. He scowled at the hippies, thinking them supremely irresponsible. One of them noticed Young Da-da watching them, a blonde girl with a kind face, wearing a, "Yellow Submarine," shirt. She plucked a flower from their front yard and presented it to Young Master Da-da to cheer him up.
"Would you like a flower, little boy?" she asked, gently.
"Get a job, hippy!" Young Da-da yelled.
The flower girl stared, mouth agape. Little did she know that she faced a scale model of Da-da's parents' politics: a miniature NIXON.
Finally, she found her voice. "Republican child!" she howled.
The group took a step toward Young Da-da, but he froze them with: "Touch me and the cops are here in ten seconds." Yes, Da-da was a sharp little Nazi at five.
They stopped, deflated, their LOVE balloon popped by a proto-Reaganite, so sad to see in Da-da's minds-eye. The flower girl was right, of course, though Da-da's certainly not toting that conservative banner today (Da-da thinks fighting about politics and sports is dumb). Indeed, for a short time, Young Da-da thought Nixon and Reagan were great guys (Da-da can't believe it, either.), but like the talking snowman said, "Ah, youth." Unfortunately, that long-lost, peace-love-hippy, "FURTHER" zeal has been deflated even further, looking like this today:
You'll be happy to know that Da-da tracked down those hippes from so long ago and apologized, and he's since renovated and greened-up that old VW bus. Da-da would drive it to this day if he didn't have to water it so much.