A Postcard From Monterey, c1955
It was a maximum-security prison. There was just no easy way out of it.
This guy isn’t talking about Manus Island. He’s talking about midcentury American suburban life.
After years of being “a model citizen,” he says, he dropped out and went to Monteray, a centre of counterculture, within proximity to the ocean.
And all the while I knew I had put the bars there. I’d been constructing this thing since the time I was a child.
Thanks to readers Lauren and Joe for sending this in. (It has nothing to do with LSD, by the way. The title is clickbait but it’s a lovely video).
