Some were actually quite heroic in their dedication to feeding and caring for people who would otherwise have been in mental institutions or on the streets. I fed a few myself. But Wenner had a much better political sense than I did. He didn't need a weatherman to know which way the wind blew. I moved to Mexico because I believe children come first and everything else is far down there on the priority list.
Children come first here too.
I decided that bad times were coming and it would be best to seek a safe haven. One night in 1981, I did a Candy Jones show to promote a book and a lady called in and asked me what I thought of Ronald Reagan. This women just went bananas. I mean she was screaming in disbelief so bad that Candy had to cut her off. During a long station break, Candy told me that after months of complaining about a gas leak, she was sitting in her apartment and the wall blew out and a man's head came flying into her living room, followed by a sheet of flame.