The coolest thing happened the other day. We're talking about anti-Vietnam War protests in one of my classes and my professor casually goes, "Oh so I brought the FBI's files on me." He reaches into his briefcase and extracts a thick folio of crusty old papers, pauses, and proceeds to pull out several more. Roughly a thousand pages, half blacked out and 240 more pages that the FBI wouldn't release to him (under the FOIA). He read some sections relevant to the class, including a special agent's observations of "caucasian long-haired hippie types." So good and I'm so glad that my ill-fitting jeans and corduroy blazer-donning, balding comb-over professor was once...long-haired.