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Boomers

They were hippies and societal dropouts. Scholars, poets and pot smoking draft dodgers. Civil right activists, and anti-war protesters. Patriots and soldiers fighting an unpopular war. Relationships were confused and marriage became open. Morality lost meaning and God was largely forgotten except to grape Kool-Aid drinkers. They liked to “groove” on a Sunday afternoon and kids hid under desks for H-bomb drills. They were good and bad and pretty and ugly. They were raised on Dillon, Joplin, Hendrix and Doors. Motown was happening with The Beach Boys, Zeplin, and the Rollin Stones. Paul Revere had his Raiders, Love was a Spoonful and Three Dog was the Night. The Beatles reigned supreme. Sullivan was a king maker, Elvis was a soldier, and Archie and Meathead were "All in the Family." They welcomed the British invasion and hung out at Woodstock - sometimes in the nude. Many were students who got high and routinely cut class. Most of them were psyche majors trying to “find themselves?” LSD was a bad trip that many took. Sex was free and there was a lot of it. They were spoiled, selfish, lazy and genius. They grew up late, but at least grew up. They hid their past and regretted much of it. They were artistic,clever and very inventive. They are also to blame for much that is wrong. Many are in denial and most have regrets. They were the boomers of the baby boom generation.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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