By Harmony Flow, The Strung-out Hippie
ARCATA – Whoa dude, it’s like the Summer of Love all over again down here at the Arcata Plaza.
Looking at the lines of spun-out, naked Arcatans spread across the green grass makes me wonder what got into the water.
Then I saw it – people licking newspapers with multi-colored ink covering their mouths. All over the town, stacks worth of bright, psychedelic-colored newspapers covered the streets, the cars and took to the wind.
When I grabbed one, I was like, “Whoa man, that’s not ink I just felt on the cover.”
No, it’s something far more beautiful, something completely mind expanding and euphoric. A free trip through the North Coast Journal to any corner of the Earth, in any spiritual form you want.
After coming down from the intense ride that took me from the scores of wide-eyed, trippin folk at the Plaza to the forest of Redwood trees piercing the sky like spears, I decided to get to the bottom of this.
I called up Hank Simms, editor of the Journal, to get answers.
“You know man,” he said slowly, “I didn’t intend to trip everyone out with the cover, literally, but hey, no one’s complaining yet. We’ll see what happens after everyone comes down.”
The Journal prints at the same press as The Eureka Reporter.
Michael Jameson, printmaster at the press in Samoa, admitted that a laced mistake happened.
“You know, just when you think you’re filling up the yellow ink with actual ink, BAM! You’re on the floor dazed in a sweet dream dancing in strawberry fields.”
There were reports from The Eureka Reporter of acid-related incidents. Most notable dude was the editorial written in today’s issue supporting the formation of communes as a way to better feed and house the less fortunate.
Talk about a trip man.