The long-haired radical kid from the Pennsylvania backcountry had just returned from the 1968 Democratic Convention, battered and without a speck of love left in her heart for Abbie Hoffman. “He sat off someplace and let us all get beat,” she said, also implicating two other activist organizers of that event who survive. “That was what he wanted. Let him keep his fucking movement.” A collection of short-haired Students for a Democratic Society (SDS) activists encountered Hoffman at about that time. They were jail-savvy veterans of the Mississippi Voters‘ Registration Project and early-’60s visits to Hanoi, and recalled Hoffman lecturing them thus: “You‘re just a bunch of uptight bourgeois assholes.” One of those assholes now wonders, “Did this guy ever really accomplish anything?” But most progressives adored him when he emerged in the 1960s.
Source: Steal This Hoffman | L.A. Weekly