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tonights essay by mr.t concerns the"summer of love"

On MI Public radio they were spending a week yakking aboubt the 40th anniversary of the Detroit riots. Too much analysis and yak yak.

What about the Summer of Love in San Fran?

40 years ago, our older brothers and sisters all thought they were gonna save the world with their music, art, and drugs by dropping out and turning on. We, their little brothers and sisters, imitated their bell bottoms, flowers, peace signs,music, head bands, mini skitrs and what not stuff (beads?), while our parents thought the Monkees were a big threat to Society. you know, "whatever happened to Ricky Nelson?"

Beaver: "Mom, Dad, Ricky's on coke now, get real!"

June: "Ricky drinks coke? What's wrong with that?"

Beaver: "Nevermind mind mom. Come on Wally, let's go to the park and get some grass from Eddie."

Ward: "That's a good idea Beaver, you boys go and play ball with Eddie Haskell in the grass at the park. That way you won't break a window with your baseball."

Wally: "Oh, brother Beav, let's split man. I can't take this anymore."

June: "Ward, when is Wally gonna get a job and move out of the house? he's 25 years old now!"

Ward: "I don't know June! We're all stuck forever in this black and white TV set and there's no where to go. Just ask Desi and Lucy, they've been stuck for years, and they've got some splainin' to do."

And so the conversation of innocent America could be paraphrased in TV sitcom land forever because life imitates art and vice versa, or sideways or something.

40 years ago we were just kids in the middle of change who got stuck with new images that didn't last. Ideals that we're still struggling with, and leaders who still live on Beaver's block in black and white. Black and white - "these colors don't run - unless they are chased by guys in white sheets" mentality.

40 years later the music has become classical music to the 2 generations that have since emerged. a novelty.

"Hey, let's have a theme party and dress up", and out come the phony outfits and wigs.

No one realizes the 60's didn't end until August 8, 1974, when Nixon resigned. Disco didn't start until at least 1975. "That 70's Show" has warped and lumped everything into one year in a decade. "Saturday Night Fever" mixes with "We Don't get Fooled Again" like a white guy using afro sheen on his crew cut.

You wanna watch a more accurate show? Try the Wonder Years. At least they get the music and clothing right and are true to the issues of the day.

Eddie: "Hey Fonzie, nice theads, man."

Fonzie: "Eat my shorts, Haskell, at least I'm in color."

40 years ago I remember four kids who spent the time up north together while two kids' dad waited for his orders to go to Germany. when they came back from Germany, in the space of a year or so, the world had changed......
and 40 years later it has changed several times since. We teach our kids the best we can to grow up right and then the stupid adults screw up the world
again. and generations keep wondering when the last change will occur, will it be the last day of the earth?

This summer has been too dry here in MI. Another summer it was too wet. Even winter did not have much snow after January. Global Warming is occuring
and we're preparing kids to score better in math than the Japanese. so they can be really smart while dying from malnutrition, skin cancer, aids, and other fun stuff.


What about human relations and the state of the planet? We are teaching our kids to be smarter but not better human beings. We think we're all so superior and yet the cockroach outlasts us all (not the ones in Washington D. C. of course).

So dudes, here's Flower Power, and it's failed mission. We all sold out eventually because we had to survive and work the system somehow. The people with the most gold run the damned planet.

FISH Cheer
So, "Gimmie an F, Gimmie a U, gimmie a C, gimmie a K............"
(at our age it's more like F-A-R-T)

"What's that spell?" "Bush."


Feel Like I'm Fixin' to Die Rag

Come on all of you big strong men
Uncle George needs your help again

Got himself with the wall at his back

Way over yonder in Iraq

Put down your books, stick out your guns
We're gonna have a whole lot of fun

and it's one, two, three,
what are we fightin for?
the information I lack
Next stop is in Iraq

and it's five six seven
open up the Pearly gates

Well there ain't no time to wonder why,

whoopie, we're all gonna die"


San Francisco

"If you're going to San Francisco,
be sure to have, a Laptop in your hand,

If your going to San Fransisco
You will find, some gay bookstores are there........"
("Not that there's anything wrong with that").

All you need is Cash
All you need is Cash
All you need is Wi, Fi,
Wi Fi's all you need..........
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Manic Depression, need a Latte............

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Nah, the songs just don't work for today even when you change the lyrics to update them. There's no ideal or thinking or movement that support them. It's comes out a joke. Like this administration.............

So: 1,2,3,4............

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