It is 1973, and the neighborhood draft dodger triumphantly has returned home from Sweden to take one of the newly created jobs at Freedom Fleet, Unltd., a bus company shuttling ghetto children to racially balanced schools in the suburbs. After work, the ex-expatriate picks up his date at the friendly corner abortion parlor, stops next door at Pot City for some A capulco gold, and then trips off to Timothy Leary's Dizzy-land, a new chain of rock-'n'-roll-your-own nightclubs springing up in abandoned American Legion halls.
IF George McGovern is elected President, such might be...
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