And who raised those hippies? Who were their parents? That’s right- the ones who were raised with “Leave It to Beaver” and teacher-led school prayer (before Eisenhower added “under God” to the pledge). I think it’s ironic, not to mention ageist, how the parents of those hippies still get a free pass. Any consternation for their parents, since some of those hippies weren’t even old enough to drive to Woodstock, let alone buy any Jimi Hendrix records with their allowance money?
The movies portrayed functional people? Oh, really? Like Norman Bates in “Psycho”? Or anything Joan Crawford was in? Or Humphrey Bogart in “The Maltese Falcon”? Bogie played a womanizer in that movie. Or, all the stars chain-smoking in every scene and inspiring millions of Americans (including two of my grandparents) to take up smoking, too, and die of lung cancer? Watch Turner Classic Movies and see how many movies have a “TV-14” rating, then tell me how movies were so much better back then.
There was a Catholic Legion of Decency. Movies could get a “Condemned” rating. In the 1950s, there was a pledge in the Catholic Church to avoid seeing certain movies. God was mentioned in Robinson Crusoe on Mars. You may not know this but certain movies were censored when they were shown on TV in the 1960s. A man appeared on television who represented the Standards and Practices Department. He told us that they watched everything we watched to make sure it was “suitable for the entire family.” That was a time when Catholics paid attention to such things. What inspired millions of Americans to take up smoking was tobacco companies sending cigarettes for free to troops in the line during World War I.
I was at the corner store when the wife of the owner asked me if I smoked. After I said no, she said, “Don’t start. It’s a dirty habit.” People, even if they fell short, really tried to get on the straight and narrow. When the Hippies showed up, it didn’t matter anymore. “Hey man. If it feels good, do it.”
I was asked by a mother if I could come in and answer a few questions. I was selling newspaper suscriptions at the time. She asked me: “What is wrong with you kids? My son won’t listen to me. He hangs out with the wrong crowd. He takes illegal drugs.”
The Hippies made certain they were visible. The atmosphere at the time allowed their nonsense to be partly believed. We respected people, including the stranger. We knew what our parents expected from us. Our problem was this: We had not been told how to lie and We Had Not Been Taught How To Manipulate People. So, a few people I knew started smoking dope. A few people I knew started living with their girlfriends. When I objected, one guy told me: “Hey. We
love each other.”
So gradually, as the counter-culture anarchists insisted on having their way, we were told: “Be free man. You don’t have to listen to anybody, especially your parents. Do whatever you want.”
I didn’t understand why a Head Shop opened in my neighborhood (Head meaning Dope Head). I thought the Jimi Hendrix black light poster was cool but the underground comix were filled with perverted sex stories. And the underground newspapers? Intro to Anarchy 101. Then the media began to fall into lockstep. It morphed from reality to dysfunctionality.
So here is the fruit of it:
Romance and real love turned into ‘just sex.’
I know way too many people with 2 or 3 divorces under their belt.
Most of the problems of modern society revolve around misuses of human sexuality.
The Pill - it offers freedom!
Porn - you have the Freedom to buy it!
Strip Clubs - you have the Freedom to go there. Somehow, the International Conspiracy of Relabelers and Sign Makers got into the act and STRIPPER was changed to the ludicrous “Exotic Dancer,”
The internet - Porn 24/7.
One in 5 people walking around with an STD.
Abortion on demand. What was marketed in 1972 was a “use in case of emergency ONLY” procedure, and “the most difficult decision a woman will ever have to make, but it is between her and her god.” Yeah, right.
Shock Jocks? Nappy headed hoes?
We are really “modern” all right, just like Ancient Rome circa 2010.
God bless,
Ed