| Buffalo Springfield - For What It's Worth There's something happening here What it is ain't exactly clear There's a man with a gun over there Telling me I got to beware I think it's time we stop, children, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down There's battle lines being drawn Nobody's right if everybody's wrong Young people speaking their minds Getting so much resistance from behind I think it's time we stop, hey, what's that sound Everybody look what's going down This song's about the Pandora's Box Riots on the Sunset Strip, in Nov. 1966 |
| Privacy Policy? I don't need no stinking privacy policy! I don't want to know what you do. I'm not the police. I don't need to know your business. What you do and where you go is your business. I don't use any kind of tracking cookies. Why would I? But there is at least one conspiracy theorist in every crowd so I will put this in there. I guess just because you're paranoid doesn't mean they aren't watching you. I will point out a couple things though. The web host collects data for me in 3 areas. The number of people who have visited which particular page, the type of browser that was used, and the search engine used if connecting from a search engine link. None of which is personally identifiable as far as I know. If you want to swear at me, use the contact me form. And include your e-mail address so I can swear right back atcha! Other than that I assume responsibility for nothing leading to any consequence whether real or imagined that results from anything on this site. That includes but is not limited to physical, or psychological harm to person or machine, that is transmitted by written, visual, mental, electronic, digital, cave paintings, or any other contrivance or form, whatsoever. That includes me, living inside your head! WHEW! In other words, if civilization as we know it, comes to an end as a direct result of this web site, I'm not gonna cop to any of it! If your love life blows up after using this site or taking any advice gotten on this site, or you are poisoned by a jealous lover, beat up by some crack ho, lose all your money to Big Red, slip on a Prung while Grupfing, and break your neck, or some such shit, don't bother to get your lawyers to come after me. If you do want to sue, I'm on disability and don't have anything to give you, except for maybe one of my cats. And I'll be sure it's the one who tears up the furniture! I have included references written and visual, relating to the use of drugs that was prevalent during my life time. This does not constitute an endorsement of, nor encouragement, for the use of any drugs whether prescribed, illegal, over the counter, home grown, or imagined (Whoa! An imaginary drug. How cool is that? Dude! I think I'm trippin'! LOL). If you think it does, you need to get over it. That being said, if one wants to show their appreciation for a fun time here on this site, by sending me a big fat joint of some skunk bud, or hand pressed Afghani Hash, use the contact me page and I'll send you my snail mail address. angryhippy.net, angryhippie.net, angryhippie.com, and the angryhippy logos are registered so don't even think about using them. If you really got a gripe or beef, contact the administrator with your problem and we'll try to sort it out without gun play. OK? I really hate guns! |
| Additional disclaimer: I think angry did a pretty damn good job writing this, but my being his personal assistant, obligates me to say something here in really small print, to hurt and strain your eyes. Why? Because that's how this legal crap is supposed to end. That's why. From Los Angeles CA, I'm: Felonious Bystander Shining Example of Knowledge and Meaningful Minutia Radiant High Lord Of The Urban Wastelands Keeper of The Golden Scroll of Obscene Terminology and Personal Assistant to angryhippy |
