Why didn't the hippies get into the jfk assassination ?

[Jim Hackett II]

The enlightenment of acid replaced by the hedonism of coke

Sometimes the deepest of deep political insights can be expressed in a single, poetic line.

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My query about where the "activism" went from 71-2 has been answered.

Could it be that simple?
I'd say so. Being allergic to all the "caine" family of drugs I missed the hedonistic turn to idiocy.
Novacaine and Zylocaine and Cocaine were minimally effective and mild anaphalactic reaction producing in me.
Just lucky though I am not inclined to hedonism as time told out.

I am gonna say this about the issue, THE BEST advice I ever got from the non hedonistic side of the drug culture I was in contact with was this:
"Anything that makes you feel like shit the next day is poison. Take your time and stick with pot and hash for a time."
It was not critical that I got high, I was vastly more interested in peoples and life styles that rejected the norm of the day,
i.e. Merchantilism and Capitalist exploitation for war of the non empowered classes of American society.

As hard as it may be to believe I stuck to that advice for years. Even in military servitude I smoked pot and the max was opiated hash from tada Pakistan/Afghanistan.
Never peed hot so use was minimal except when I got home for a time of easing spirit.
21st Birthday stand out as I did get home thousands of miles out-of-bounds but Fuck 'Em All.

Hallucinigenics did not become something I was interested in until after I got home to be rejected for jobs and a general return to my home "culture" of the Heartland.
When this day came I was also lucky and still involved in a non hedonistic culture having access to quality LSD by all accounts.
No "guides" to warp my ride, only advice of proper set and setting before the fact.
Likely just me, but I was confirmed by the internal self examination experienced in the spongies coming down.
Introspection and reflection confirmed my beliefs.
My internal moral compass was confirmed as the only one worth listening to.

So maybe once or twice a year and in quite mild dose levels by 1960s dose descriptions, I'd take a vacation without leaving the farm.
Never had or saw a "bad-trip", maybe because of dose level or quality, I do not know.

Something not to be forgotten is going to the 1975 Indy National Drag Races while tripping.
Birthday Happy!
Now that is a rush I'll keep in fond memories.
The Top Fuel cars were made of bubblegum and stretched half way to the big end (finish-line).
The Funny Cars were incredible too.

Friends from that time are for the most part still friends and the values have remained for the most part.
Family and taking care of and teaching our children well to think for themselves usually didn't so much stifle the culture as confirm the importance of the choices made long ago.
CSNY told us to teach our children well.
One of my favorite sayings is:
"Be good to yourself, it gets easier to be good to others when you do".
The counter-culture lives still. Provided one missed the exit to hedonism.