TEA PARTY VALUES are hippie values.
Not the unwashed, barefoot, living-on-the-street-like-a-bum, stoned out of your gourd, head-banging to the Dead hippies, but the self-reliant, do-your-own-thing, FREEdom!, rugged individualistic hippies. The former you ran into all over the place because they’d panhandle you everywhere you went — in between protesting (What are you protesting Johnny? Whattaya got?). The latter you hardly ever saw, because they were too busy making a living.
Ring any bells?