Back In the Hippy Unhappy Sixties

When I was in high school, late 60's, we were concerned about the ballistic lose/lose climate of hate in Vietnam and spreading across the U.S. The only smiling winners were purveyors of ballistics and their transport vehicles. Mistrust of an unfederating nation, bought and sold elected through polarized competitive marketing lack of healthy and effective self/other governing bodies, lacking investment vision, lacking revisional prospects of cooperatively-held vocations in nondualistic public/private service, unhappily lacking transparent extended family attachments, lacking courage of vulnerable dyadic and polypathic relationships. But, in this post-millennial time in global school of hard multiplying degenerative climate trends, our crisis looms in intimately private and transcendent public infamy, internationally globally transparent climates of fear, anger, hate, detachment and cynical degeneration, mendacity and commodification, win/lose business as usual and capitalistic might makes winged patriarchs Right with kleptocratic unhealthy privilege. Forgetful that each individual identity born of EarthMother womb and egg began in win/win organically cooperative integrity; Just as each individual multigenerational seed was produced as some plant's future sanctuary of hope. The trusting faith of a mustard seed is active hope for climates of win/win health care, giving outside and receiving inside. Neither the Vietnam War nor the inhumane and sacrilegious kleptocratic War against ClimateHealth could be Lose/Lose possible with the Win/Win mountainous faith of this liberal in love mustard conserving-seed. Sadly, most of the Hippies I knew were more into ketchup on their fries while counting body bags and lies.