It's old news, I guess, but I just found out about it.
The author of the Anarchist Cookbook has had a change of heart and wishes that the book wasn't in print anymore. He wrote it when he was 19, in 1969 (Got my first real 6-string....), in the heat of the Vietnam Era. Now he's a parent and Christian and doesn't think that his contribution to society is a good one, at least not as far as his book goes.
The question is did his passion burn out and did he lose sight of the ideals that burned in his young and passionate mind or did he come to his senses and wisdom is prevailing over the fallacious impulsiveness of youth? Or is he just embarrassed that the Anarchists' Cookbook is really a bunch of shit that doesn't work (tennis ball bombs are functional but not really explosive. Go with dry ice, I say) and is actually more dangerous to would be anarchists than any target they may conjure.
Posted by Nutrimentia at July 24, 2004 10:24 PM | TrackBack