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02 September 2005

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Bleak Mouse

There are many explanations: the continuing evolution of the boomer demographic, as it rants and cries through its tiny moment of history; the human temptation to self-destruction; the reveling in self-hatred of the well-off; the triumph of seductive abstraction over experience; the egotism that finds intoxication in denunciation and high moralism; the siren call of the abyss; the parrotting compulsion, by which the intellectually upwardly-mobile seek admission to circles of "sophistication;" the perverse desire to light that match in the dynamite factory.

If it's any comfort, it's hardly new: I still recall the stab of recognition when in the 70s I first read Conrad's "Under Western Eyes" and Dostoevsky's "The Possessed." I had seen these faces, not in prisons or riots, but in classrooms.

The news tells me that the world is mad. But daily experience tells me that most people -- whatever their political persuasions, which usually take up a quite small portion of their lives -- are sane, sensible, possessed of a modicum of common sense. They form a massive counterweight to the vain hysterics. And those who make the most noise are, by definition, the noisiest -- though it's hard not to pay attention when they're in full cry.

If that doesn't help, try this, which has helped me through a few rough passages: "This too shall pass."

stephenesque

We are indeed repeating the 70s, well spotted. But it is much, much worse this time around: I mean, surely you would have thought we'd have seen the 70s coming this time around. But no.

Misspent

I should say that the one area that I would rather repeat of the 1970's is the clothing and style, however awful, it did possess a certain disregard for high-falutin' ultra-mod hipsterism. While part of me would like to see the continued prevelance of low rise jeans, thongs, and mini tube tops on some of our finer females, on the whole I'd rather see them return to orange corderoy pants with aquamarine blouses and big, feathered hair.

Perhaps the hip mimicking of new wave and the 80's sound in some up and coming bands is a sign that as quickly as we decended into the 70's there is some Reagan or Thatcher-esque figure out there waiting to sock us in the nuts and get us our of our Carterian malaise, if not politically (the state of which is dreadfully pathetic and frivolous) then at least culturally.

Misspent

Stephen, I'm surprised you'd still been reading my site, given that I have an amazon search bar on the left and a list of music and books. Granted the search bar is provided for ease of customer use, like when I'm too bored to post the link to something. A certainly don't have enough readers to make any kind of money from pimping my sidebars.

Misspent

Bleak, I'd agree with you re: the normalcy of most people. Unfortunately, that doesn't necessarily ring true when one spends one's days wandering around a University. I feel like it is such a tired trope that I can't even find myself repeating why that is. I will say, though, that my place doesn't seem as "whack" and out of touch with reality as some other places.

Bleak Mouse

University is a rarefied, self-contained environment at the best of times, and it's hard in the daily grind of sheer perversity and outright madness to retain a sense of perspective. Students intoxicated by abstract notions and a sense of power tend to tear away at the most readily available, and vulnerable, institution -- the university itself. In recent decades, as boomer radicals move into offices, and traditional faculty become increasingly unsure of themselves, the university is only too glad to assist. But one never knows how many academicians and students keep their heads down, and try to get through it all in one piece; the fear of tumbrils and guillotines, however symbolic, tends to keep moderates well-behaved. I'd suspect that the vast majority of students, including raving radicals, move on to fairly sensible views in later years -- providing they don't get tenure in Revolutionary Studies, or start getting grants for bad behavior.

However that may be, it doesn't make daily life at the university any easier. But hang in there. There are signs that sane people are recouping losses bit by bit; and the institution itself won't improve as long as it's left to the lunatics. Besides, the boomers -- despite mass protests and public denunciations -- are in fact getting older, and their influence will inevitably decline. I like to think of the current noise as the last howl of my generation. You can count on the noise increasing as we become increasingly irrelevant.

That's the hopeful view, at least. The current 1970s oughtn't to last as long as the original (please!)

Inkling

I was planning to post a riposte on my blog to Brooks' column, but it seems more apt here.

Basically I disagree with the premise. The chief difference is that the presidency and other reins of political power are in much different hands than Carter's. It's easy to forget the sheer dominance of liberal ideology in the halls of Congress and other power centers during the '70s. The Reagan presidency swept away the smug assumption on the part of liberals that their way was not only the right way, but the only way. This assumption, of course, persists in academia and the "mainstream" media. But it doesn't anymore among the general public and those who need their support, e.g., politicians.

Remember that politicians were proud to be called liberals in the '70s. Now anyone who seeks national office, whether Democrat or Republican, will do anything to avoid the "L" label.

What this means, practically speaking, is that people are more willing to listen to conservative and free-market arguments than they were in the '70s. Conservative think tanks didn't have nearly the influence then that they do now. There also wasn't a Fox News or Rush Limbaugh then (however they may make you wince from time to time). The playing field may seem more tilted than ever in the halls of academe, but in the public square it is more level now than during that dismal decade.

Besides, I thought it was time for the '80s revival. I was so looking forward to the Smiths reunion concert tour.

stephenesque

Why wouldn't I read your site, Le Mis? All I wrote is that those who solicit money for their blogs deserve to receive lots of comment spam. Doesn't mean that I don't enjoy the contents of those sites.

Misspent

Ha!

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