Wow! That was passionate! I’m unable to tackle most of what you have
just stated, because I agree with most of it. I don’t think I’m being
hard on our generation Marc. We are guilty of allowing things to go
array. My contention is we blew an opportunity. All the evils you
speak of were in place during the sixties. Yes the powers that be
changed and reshaped themselves into gargantuan, but we also lost our
form and failed to develop our own strength. .
We did not hold our momentum because of sincere lack of commitment.
Those who did were radicalized into violence. Even John Lennon said:
“But if you talk about destruction, then you know that you can count
me out,” in Revolution. For a while I felt energized to participate
in revolutionary acts that would have been considered violent, and
contradicted our peace/love edict.
Can you honestly say that everyone you knew at the time stayed up
nights thinking about the next step to shake up the system? There
was something amazing in the air for a time there. Something that
floated away.
In order to implement change, intelligent leaders are essential. The
whole thing began to unravel when leaders were jailed and there was no
one to replace them on the street. We never injured Goliath as
strongly as you believe. Charismatic seers led protests, wrote songs
and set lifestyle. If one thinks about it, the more influential
people of the time, Abbey Hoffman, Tim Leary, Allan Ginzberg, the
likes of those who worked microphones at WBAI, were NOT boomers or
Sixties Gen, as you so want to so coin. Most were born in the 30s.
The Beatles, and most dominating the music scene, were born before
World War 2 ended in 1945, thus they were not boomers. Bobby Seale,
Malcolm X, Martin Luther King, the Elsberg brothers, most if not all
of the Chicago 7 were born in the 30s. So were the beatniks and folk
singers and influentials such as the Smothers Brothers with their
daring (at the time). The sixties mindset sprang from the brow of
people who lived through McCarthyism and blacklisting. All of those
who had a hand in leading us into motion were older intellectuals.
Thus it was not a generational thing. It was a thing about poets,
writers, musicians and artists of all expressions. The thing has
always existed and always will exist. What happened in the sixties
had to do with individuals who thought for themselves and didn’t buy
everything they’re sold since birth.
We were a generation led by pied pipers in a renaissance dream. What
was wrong is that most of us were going through puberty when it
happened. We were fickle. I was 12 when JFK was assassinated and
the Beatles appeared on Ed Sullivan. Rock and Roll was already
stirring me. I knew that rock and roll was mine and that the older
generation was afraid of it. My ambition was to have a greaser do-wop
singing boyfriend, and stand on a corner holding a cigarette and
looking cool with a pony tail and tight slacks. I wanted to be the
proverbial rebel without a cause.
Enter The Beatles. It wasn’t just that they made girls scream. It
wasn’t just the music either. Their entrance changed a lot of
perspectives in a lot of people. Consider my own personal change of
perspective: Although my father was American, I was born in
Colombia. My first language was Spanish. I had an accent making me
less than a minority at my Catholic school at that time. In spite of
taunting by Italians who were also Latin (some more olive skinned than
I), I wanted to be a cool American. I was brainwashed enough to
believe that the happiest day of my life was the day I made my Holy
Communion. In February of 1964, my response to happiness changed.
Those un-American Beatles were cooler than all Americans put
together. Long hair becomes an issue. When American teenagers
accept The English Beatles as the greatest thing that could ever
happen, a self-centered dimwit prejudiced culture falters. The world
changes. The power shifts. The first generational punch at the
establishment came with the idolatry of artists other than America’s
Elvis or Sinatra. America no longer ruled the culture. Culture has
more impact than politics.
This cultural focus away from Americana is good but it has
unexpectedly negative effects. Everyone can now freely listen to
diverse genres of music on the radio. The first modification to rock
and roll resulted in FM freeform and progressive experimentation.
This widened musical and artistic tray brought about by sixties
artists resulted in separation. Where once folk, pop, rock, blues,
rhythm and blues and country ones emanated from the same radio
station, new stations focused on individual genres. Niches resulted.
You had your dead heads. You had your disco freaks. You had your
Southern Rockers. You had your Oldies station. You had your classic
rock. You had your all talk stations. Where music once united us, it
now began to divide us. Big business saw dollar signs and gobbled up
radio time, syndicating and mass marketing programming and completely
eradicating free-form and free expression.
The radio, once the voice of our generation, was finished as we knew
it. Blend in mindless disco dancing mentality. Enter a cynical
generation of younger punks, British and otherwise who did not
identify with the love peace be-in hippie thing. A new world wide
disillusionment exists. We are now in our twenties, working,
marrying, having children. Grand-children are more ruled by
grandparents than their parents. Parents force young parents into
following traditions -- religion, career, etc. We don’t really want
to but we do in modified ways. We turn into ostriches with heads
ensconced in our new found self-centeredness. The traditional
mechanism of the status quo bulldozes idealism and dreams. We smoke
pot occasionally. Sure our attitudes are less strict and we put our
feet on coffee tables, we show our kids black lights. Sure we wear
denim into our fifties. But most of us CUT OUR HAIR.
There is everything wrong with having stopped wearing the symbol of
what was underneath all that hair.
The Beatles brought over a very appealing British culture and accent
to America, but when other cultures and accents began to immigrate,
they did not melt so easily into the pot. The chunks of cultural
differences resulted in disharmony and dissatisfaction amongst scared
white Americans. New forms of prejudice began to rear their head.
This is what Fundamentalist Christian movement is about. It is white
Americans, who resent the changing face of America for developing
Hispanic, Asian, Indian, Middle Eastern features. It is their fear
that rallies around the rich conservatives, although most of them are
poor and uneducated and buy into anything that looks more like
themselves: the likes of Ronald Reagan. It is their brand of fear
and ignorance that rallies against Obama today. They’d rather align
with lies, than admit that we are all human beings.
Consider some factors that threw our generation off target. Charles
Manson, Altamont. The deaths of Jimi Hendrix, Janis Joplin, Jim
Morrison. Yes the Beatles break up. MLK’s and JFK’s
assassinations. Kids being constantly stoned. Militants in the
counterculture. But the main factor that eradicated the dream was
merging into the social mechanism and hoping someone else would
continue the fight for change.
I remember just walking down the street or being on a subway, seeing
another “head” and giving them the peace sign. However, this didn’t
happen everywhere or everyday. I lived in Queens. In high school, I
was part of a handful of kids who felt what I was feeling. Often I
was pretty alone and used to get away to the Village to meet up with
others like myself. People who thought along those lines, were the
ones who ran away to San Francisco, found a commune or Greenwich
Village. Yes there were great numbers of us who shared a vision, but
it does not include every single person who came of age during that
time. This is what I’m arguing. Not everyone our age turned on,
tuned in and dropped out. Many who did got lost. It was a bit of a
high wire act without a net.
Was everyone our age connected by events and circumstances during the
sixties? Yes. We all can identify with the same music, the same TV
shows, the same assassinations, the same Vietnam war, the same racial
conflict. But not every single member of our generation was outraged
enough to want to work for change.
No David is strong enough to fight a Goliath that covers the entire
planet Earth. That is an idealized myth, as is every other alleged
truth in the Bible. I was brought up Roman Catholic and attended
Catholic school for 8 years. Nuns beat us and punished us for silly
wrongs. Despite that, do you honestly believe that most of my peers
didn’t remain psychologically tethered to what they were taught since
birth? It’s the steel wool baby booties are knitted from. This
powerful mechanism has been in place since before the Greeks and Romans
—since cavement cliamed power. Power, politics and money are the
enemy of the human spirit regardless of governmental style. I’ve
come to believe injustice is a lesson in life all humans must endure
and that Karma is always at play and that everyone will eventually get
their own.
There’s a certain energy in youth. I catch that familiar cynicism in
my teen children. But there are too many niches in today’s world to
focus and feel one is making an impact. Theirs is a new rebellion
without cause. Although there are so many causes out there, there are
no leaders.
I didn’t get married till my mid thirties, while most of my friends
did. I watched life’s obligations change them from carefree to
uptight “responsible” humanoids. I avoided marriage because I knew
that the moment I became someone’s wife, I’d stop being who I was.
I’d lose myself. Becoming a mother would put me in a role that
contradicted my freedoms even further. I would be in a position of
authority. Someone would look to me for guidance. I did not feel
prepared for that until it happened by accident. I have idealized the
sixties for my children till I am blue in the face. My hippie
attitude actually rules in my house. There is in fact anarchy. I
don’t think that has anything to do with fighting the establishment, I
think it has to do with survival. I appreciate all of your passion,
however, it makes me assume that you went on to participate in
ventures that involved altruistic objective. If you did, I honor
you. Realistically, not many could do this.
As you say, we took the establishment by surprise, but I think we took
ourselves by surprise as well and therefore failed to see our own
power. The world-wide phenomenon of youth standing up to the
establishment was unprecedented.
Yes. to quote you “...there were many, who used those
Sixties values, ideals, and accomplishments to form not-for-profit
agencies, local community organizations, and individual companies who
treated their employees like people, and not cattle... and most
importantly, they never lost faith, and conducted their personal
lives, and the rearing of their children in accordance with what they
came to believe was good about the Sixties. “
However, I think you are idealizing the numbers who actively
participated. As we aged, there weren’t many of us who had the
wherewithal to form not for profit agencies. Most college grads
donned Yuppie suits. I saw it happening all around me. Although
grabbed by materialism, most of us have altruism in our hearts. I
don’t consider myself as having given in, though I worked in a white
collar world before becoming a stay at home parent. I don’t consider
I’ve fallen prey as long as I think and see and recognize the
propaganda surrounding. . .