I SAW THE BEST MINDS OF MY GENERATION DESTROYED BY madness, starving hysterical naked,

 

Fifty years ago, on October 3, Judge Clayton Horn ruled that Allen Ginsberg's  great epic Beat-era poem HOWL was not obscene but instead, a work of literary and social merit.

Fifty years later, with draconian FCC fines for language infractions, you still can't hear HOWL on the radio.

- Pacifica.org

You can, however, see it below and read the full text of HOWL here.
Go ahead, read along with the clips.