SEX! DRUGS! ROCK N ROLL!
Are you paying attention?
TUNE IN! TURN ON! DROP OUT!
Did these words catch your attention? How about…
MAKE LOVE, NOT WAR!
Welcome to the Love Generation, a time when we burned our bras and draft cards and were tear-gassed, shot and beaten, while demonstrating against a war that killed so many of our brothers and sisters. Innocent, gentle, idealistic romantics, we collectively believed in Flower Power, gathering with our guitar-strumming companions to sing folk songs and hand out daisies to bemused old people, which included anyone over the age of 30. We’d pass around a bottle of Annie Green Springs wine, share some weed, love each other A LOT, whine about “the Man,” and make big plans about how we would fix the world. Everything was far out and we were feelin’ groovy.
As a culture, we had extremes and evolutions. Some of us so feared the “military action” in Vietnam that we ran to Canada and other foreign shores to evade being drafted. Self-proclaimed peace-seeking pacifists turned malignantly militant and wreaked havoc on an already insecure and restless America. Soldiers returning from combat were met with general apathy or scorn, as if they were to blame for the country’s problems. Marijuana opened doors to mood-altering, narcotic and hallucinogenic drugs. Free love became increasingly freer, aided and abetted by the advent of THE PILL. Despite that medical marvel, the number of unplanned pregnancies, illegal abortions and sexually transmitted diseases exponentially rose.
On a lighter side, fashion trends kept up with the times – tattered bell-bottomed jeans, dashikis, granny dresses, peasant blouses, mini-skirts, midi-skirts, tube tops and butt-baring shorts – we wore them all. Our hair – from head to toes – went through stages of total absence to entirely au’ natural; every length and consistency from chemically-produced Afros to ankle-length locks painfully home-ironed into arrow straightness. Some of us bathed regularly, used cosmetics and paid attention to our personal hygiene; others, not so much.
As we aged chronologically, the world grew along with us. Events, both wonderful and heinous, occurred which impacted the entire global community. Social revolutions and evolutions took place that shaped and reshaped humanity and the known universe. Political regimes came and went. Wars were fought, battles won and lost; horrific diseases were obliterated until new, monstrously horrendous ones took their place. Countless animal and plant lives became extinct before mankind took heed of its inhumanity and launched an effort to cease and desist the decimation of Planet Earth.
Wait a minute…weren’t we taking about the 1960s?