Once upon a time in medieval England, there was a young king who would do just about anything for his favorite night.

They were inseparable.

With love at the front of a king's mind, instead of war or ambition, you'd think the kingdom would be in for a golden

era of peace. But England is headed for the most catastrophic collapse seen for hundreds of

years. The saga continues, Join me Dan Jones on This is History, a Dynasty to

Die for. Available wherever you get your podcasts. We are on the grounds of a massive gilded age estate in the Hudson Valley, just outside

Millbrook, New York. It's the early

evening of a warm summer day in 1967. Clusters of people wander in and out of a huge

white mansion house. its terrated facade emblazoned with hand-painted

imagery. The surrealist Salvador Dallies, eyes, and famous mustache loom over all.

Guests are invited to turn on, tune in, and drop out.

A sign inside the entrance requests all to kindly check your esteemed ego at the door.

Joints are passed. LSD is dropped.

What began as a venue for academic research into the therapeutic uses of hallucinogenic substances, led by none other than Timothy Leary,

has evolved into the East Coast Mecca of the psychedelic movement in America.

Locals in the village once bemused are now suspicious.

As a moral panic rises across the nation and in the media, this psychedelic Eden is about to become

less than Paradise. Hey folks, welcome to the pod.

The 1960s in America were years racked by social unrest, sweeping protest, political activism.

It was a new generation of Americans, the baby boomers coming of age, pushing towards a looser more liberal society than that of their parents.

It was civil rights in the South, Vietnam overseas, free love, rock and roll, feminism, gay rights, and a so-called silent majority, loudly demanding

law and order.

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