Just a thought

I watched Easy Rider last night, for the first time in about thirty years, and pretty much completely sober. The soundtrack is still remarkable, but I was surprised to discover at the end, when the rednecks shot Hopper and Fonda, that part of me was cheering for the rednecks. There really wasn’t much to choose between the two sides in terms of arrogance and exploitation. Feeding a couple of whores mescaline in a graveyard is not the behaviour of heroes, though I must once have thought it was.

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