
I always find it interesting as to how the latter-day neo-con refuse of the 1960s gets away with making so much hay with demonizing the legitimacy of the 1960s.
I mean…
After all, I can’t think of much this side of Exxon and Blue Cross / Blue Shield that actually was so capitalistic.
Take the one Grateful Dead concert that I went to, for instance.
Yes, it wasn’t in the 1960s but, rather, it was smack dab in the middle of the Ramblin’ Reagan nightmare of the 1980s. But, still…
As you can see from the ticket stub, getting in was $10.00 (plus parking; I’m guessing that parking at Astroworld at that point was either $3.00 or $4.00, but I don’t recall specifically.) I also bought a Dead t-shirt at the concert: $15.00. I think I had a beer as well (again, I don’t recall the price, but let’s say $5.00.)
Total cost? Lets just round it off and say $35.00.
A few years ago I sold the t-shirt on Ebay for $75.00…
and I just sold the ticket stub for $8.99…
which, taking into account the necessary investment expenses (including the parking and, of course, the beer), makes a Grateful Dead concert one of the most capitalistic experiences of my life.
Happy holidaze!