Take That, You Soulless Son Of A Bitch!
July, 1972
Take that, you Soulless son of a Bitch!in the battle against machines, man usually comes up on the short end, but there is a growing number of guerrillas who have managed to deliver some telling blowsRobert Goines is, perhaps, a hero of our times. An ordinary man, he is the manager of a Dance Oil service station in Indianapolis. It is a station stocked with the customary maps and stacks of tires, equipped with the ordinary pumps and lifts. And it was furnished with an ordinary soft-drink machine...