Piece shows the SF Examiner's columnist Warren Hinckle (a rotund older hippie with an eyepatch) being dragged off by three thick-necked, shiny-shoed SF cops. One of the cops is carrying Hinckle's forlorn basset hound -- memory fails me what it was that the dog did, but somehow it led to Hinckle's brief arrest, which the Examiner played up for all it was worth at a time when it was striving to position itself as the "edgier" of the city's two daily papers. The poster reads "HINCKLE. FREE AT LAST. MON. & THURS. Only in The Examiner." The poster is 21 inches wide by 14 inches high, printed on thin white cardboard, and was meant to be slipped into a display slot on street-corner newspaper sales boxes.
