Although the whole beat movement was mostly centered around the gay kike Allen Ginsberg, and although it was a very degenerate movement for the time period, I do have a lotta respect for Jack Kerouac as a writer, especially writing about his own experiences traveling.
If you ever find yourself in Austin, head to the Harry Ransom Center on The University of Texas campus. It houses, amongst countless other original literary gems and cultural treasures, the 120 ft On The Road scroll that ol Jack banged out in a Benzedrine fueled explosion of stream of thought and consciousness spontaneity.
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