Skinheads Rastas and Hippies

<i><font size =3>About The Half That Was Never Told</i></font><p><p></p><b><FONT SIZE=4> by John Williams</font></b><b>ISBN 13:</b> 978 1 84747 004 1<br> <b> Published:</b> 2006<br><b>Pages:</b> 147 <p><b><FONT SIZE=3>Description</font></b><p></p> <p></p>Skinheads Rastas and Hippies reflects John's involvement in the alternative culture of the 1970s through to the 1990s. He saw a common denominator between the different ethnic and sub-culture groups i.e. Rastas mixing with hippies/ skinheads etc. It was these experiences coupled with his own diagnosis of schzophrenia that lead John to put pen to paper. A truly entertaining read the story reflects John's upbringing and youth in the mixed and sometimes volatile Brixton in South London. <p> <p></p><b><font size=3>About the Author</font></b> <p><p> John was born in Jamaica in 1955 he currently lives in Brixton South London. John has had various jobs but has struggled to find employment since becoming ill with schizophrenia. His interests include reading football and meeting people. He has two children - Adrian aged 16 and Samantha who is 12 years of age. John wrote his book in order to share his perception of his experiences and interpretation of his life issues and tribulations. He believes that the seventies and early eighties were key years in defining the issues of today.<p><b><font size=3>Book Extract</font></b> <p><p> <i> I have been hanging around and it looks like I am wasting time. You should know that good drop out hang about smoking dope and not ever get a bad day but when you hear of down and out they are even worst. Sometimes I wonder if I would get back on my feet. So far the smoking seems to be all right. Now I am ripe again big up dropouts. <p>The truth is that you are trying to be wild and free as you would like to be without problems like sunshine after the rain big up drop out big up and have a better day. Or is it sunshine in the rain. Can you see how much right on and look how it recurs at least have a good look. Look as I was saying to a good friend not knowing how she got to be my friend. At first we could not see each other's way but look how now we see thing like the same. <p>