You & I have been corresponding now for about 10 years.
Now I'd like to axe you some queerstions just like all those students do.
I'd like to ask you about 10 questions so here's the first two.
-- Robert Register
Whoa, I am completely lost in these hazy probings of human intercouse carried to such deep extremes. I've never been much for psycho ramifications, being a simple minded soul. As for Kesey's opinion, I can't venture a guess but I know he would have come up with a unique interpretation more scientific/literary than anything anyone else could invent. It might even have meant something, if anyone could figure out what. Leaving them scraching their heads is a talent Cassady had in abundance and he taught us well. Master of the universe in action.
2. What are some of your memories of legal segregation in the Deep South during June of '64?
Stopping for gas and seeing the signs on the restrooms and drinking fountains: colored. white. Sandy spraypainted his hand bright flourescent red and, while it was still wet, laid it on the colored drinking fountain (which was porcelain white), leaving a flaming red handprint.
Lake Ponchatrain, where we went for a cooling swim, and didn't notice till we were in the water that we were the only lilly whiteskinned swimmers. Afterwards, we called it backward integration.