Peej O’Rourke reviews a raft of new Boomer-nostalgia books:

What with one thing and another, I was always touchy on the subject of Woodstock. I’m over it now, thanks to various books celebrating the 40th anniversary of too many people in bad haircuts going to an upstate New York dairy farm for no good reason. I’ve counted three of these books so far. Since counting to three was as much as most Woodstock attendees could manage on goof butts and silly pills, three is where I stop.


UPDATE: And speaking of goddam hippies, heeeeere’s Mr. FLG!