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Abbie Hoffman — Part 26
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alliance and so f went in and said, let ‘em go br arrest
me. They said, we can‘t arrest you. You're a hippie.
You're not black. You're a hippie. Get out, I'ma
nigger. And he sweats, he's my friend. Captain Fink of
the Ninth Precinct. I just sent him a card from Fargo,
saying, wish you were here. See, I send out all these
cards. I sent one to ny friend, saying, we planted the
dynamite according to your instructions...Abby. Oh, I'm
gonna get in alot of trouble. {If I go to a restaurant and
they don‘t serve me, I'm ready to burn that fuckin’ place
down. And I let ‘em know right off. 1 give ‘em a warm-up,
I show ‘em the karate; you dig karate, right, why sure.
Holy shit, he's crazy. You touch me, you mother fucker,
you get clap. Just do it, they won't touch ya. They
have a healthy respect for insanity.
“TJ was busted for not fastening my seatbeit in
an airplane; it was a hell of a bust, see, but that brings
up the whole thing. you know, of flying. I was at this
drug conference in Buffalo, see, and I was like so high,
I figured I‘d stay up there when we went down, any way; so
the stewardess comes up, ‘I'm the stewardess, you know,
and you have to fasten your seatbelt.’ And [I -said, well,
it's against my religion to tie myself up. She said,
‘according to the Federal Aviation Code, number 2674B, it is
my responsibility to guard your life.‘ I said, honey, you
kiddin'? You have got a hell of a responsibility. 1°11
relieve you of that responsibility. No. If you don't
fasten your seatbelt, the FBI is gonna arrest you in
Rochester when we land. So, like, what do you say, huh?
I say, so, bring ‘em on. She was a liar, It was just
Rochester cops. And then came on and arrested me and take
me down to the station, you know, and get me in the lobby
there and I said, hey, am I under arrest? They said, sit
in the fuckin’ seat. I said, hey, I'm not under arrest,
I'm walkin' out of here, get in an egg crate, goin’ back to
New York. IY know ay rights under the Constitution. You can
take the Constitution and shove it up you.ass. That's
called readin’ you your rights. Forty arrests, the only
people that ever read ‘emto me was the FBI. They have
very polite arrests. They're like they're doin' you a big
favor when they bust ya. But the cops never do that. So
we get down to the police station there and we're checkin‘
‘om all out. Me and my friend, he came along; he poses
as a New York Tines writer, see. That always helps ccol ‘em
out. He ain't. He just a Yippie. So, ab, we start givin'
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