To The Court In Memory Of Abbie Hoffman (first letter)

These not sent letters have been orphaned by the modern world. They live where they can. They are an incidental nation of alienated young people and old people and everyone else. They carry a state of mind around with them as the Sioux Indians carried the Sioux nation around with them. It is a nation dedicated to cooperation versus competition, to the idea that people should have better means of exchange than property or money, that there should be some other basis for human interaction. They are in my mind and heart and in the minds and hearts of my brothers and sisters. They don’t consist of property or material but, rather, of ideas, feelings and certain values. All else is held captive, in the penitentiaries of the institutions of a decaying system.
Each is a revolutionary, or rather a full-time defendant, trying to shape and participate in the values, and the mores, the customs and the style of living of new people who eventually become inhabitants of a new nation and a new society through art and poetry, theater, and music. Not sent letters have been rock and roll singers. They have been a reporter with the Liberation News Service. They have been a poet. They have been a film maker. They have written an extensive pamphlet on how to live free in any city. They are introducing a new drug called lace. When you squirt it at policemen it will make them take their clothes off and make love — a very potent drug.
One thing these not sent letters are very particular about is that they shouldn’t have any concept of leadership involved. They are creating a kind of situation in which people are allowed to participate and become in a real sense their own leaders. They demonstrate that fun is very important, too, that it is a direct rebuttal of the kind of ethics and morals that are put forth to keep people working in a rat race which doesn’t make any sense because machines could be doing all the work anyway. They are against a whole system of values that teaches people to postpone their pleasure, to put all their money in the bank, to buy life insurance, a whole bunch of things that don’t make any sense. Fun is still quite subversive.
There are no spokesmen for these not sent letters, not even Jeremy Todd. They intrinsically demand a society based on humanitarian cooperation and equality, a society which allows and promotes the creativity present in all people, the abolition of money, the abolition of pay housing, pay media, pay transportation, pay food, pay education. pay clothing, pay medical health, and pay toilets, a society which works towards and actively promotes the concept of full unemployment, a society in which people are free from the drudgery of work.
These not sent letters believe the existing society is wrecking itself, stating as much on a number of occasions. The role of their readers is to survive while the existing society comes tumbling down around them; their role is to survive and these not sent letters are here to help them do so.