Sunday, November 07, 2010

Yippie Day: The Aftermath



Many already know about August 6, 1970, commonly referred to as “Yippie Day” at Disneyland. It was the establishment vs. the long hairs, with the losers being the guests at the park that day who wanted to experience relief from the real world but instead, were witnesses to an all-out riot that shut the park down.

What happened the next day? According to the UPI newspaper caption on the next two photos, Disneyland wasn’t taking any chances and attempted to keep another riot from occurring. Here’s the text that accompanied these two photos:

Security officers at Disneyland screen long haired youths as they arrive at Disneyland in an effort to prevent a reoccurence of events August 6 in which the famed amusement park was closed down early in the evening when a group celebrating “Yippie Day” became unruly and matters got out of control. This particular group was turned down and loaded on a motor scooter, taken back to their car and asked to leave.





Today, these two dorks wouldn't even be cause for a second glance. Oh how time marches on. Follow my updates on Twitter. To read more recently added eyewitness accounts on Yippie Day, visit my regular website.

5 comments:

Major Pepperidge said...

A friend just gave me a stack of old newspapers with various Disneyland-related articles in them, and one has the Yippie invasion on page 1 (LA TImes)!

TokyoMagic! said...

Discrimination at DL. Sad. They just wanted to see the Haunted Mansion and ride the Carousel of Progress.

Connie Moreno said...

I remember how infuriated I was that those idiots would do something so stupid at "my" Park!

JG said...

I remember how furious my Dad was at these idiots for messing up Disneyland.

I wish Yippie day ended on that one day, now they run the whole state.

JG

Anonymous said...

For me it was an opportunity to take the rest of the evening off as they closed down the park. Hearing the announcements as the park was closed land by land. Seeing the guests being routed behind the East side of Main Street and back through the gates at Hill's Brothers into the square. And the police lines and encampments backstage. Etched in my memory as a 19 year old food service worker at Hill's.