First I have to quibble. It's not democracy vs communism. You can have
a democracy and still have communism. Those socialist European
countries, that to you tea partiers might as well be communist, all have
functioning democracies. It's communism vs capitalism, and
totalitarianism vs democracy. I do realize that at that time communism
was what we called anything that was threatening, the way nowadays we
call anybody we don't like a coward, though in fact they may have been
very brave.
Just for the sake of argument, I think you would have to agree that a
grammar school is no place for a democracy. Soon the only reason to go
to school would be for the recess which would go on all day.
I don't know that blue jeans were such a burning issue. On the other
side of 55th Street at dear old Tonti hard by 59th street I can't say it
had any import, certainly less than yoyo season. I don't think we ever
had any elections about anything, hence we never became disillusioned
with democracy the way you commie ridden Sawyerites did. Well except
for Beagles, who still believed in democracy. It was just people he
became disillusioned with. I guess not that much has changed, he still
believes in these rigid ideals and looks with dismay on the rabble
beyond the gates of Beaglesonia.
Long hair was a big deal, back in my hippie days. People would make fun
of you, harass you sometimes. On certain occasions we were forcibly
shorn. A lot of times people wouldn't hire us because of our long
hair. It wasn't right. We were discriminated against. I think maybe
we won that battle, we can now walk the streets without hearing, "Hey
you, get a haircut. Get a job. Join the army," but that hasn't turned
the world into the hippie paradise we envisioned. As a matter of fact
it used to be the crewcut construction guys who harassed us student
types, and now the student types are generally clean cut while the
construction guys look like the Grateful Dead.
Back before the Soviet Union fell apart much was made about how those
die-hard commies would kill for a pair of blue jeans. This made us
Americans proud. If foreigners liked our blue jeans, didn't that mean
they liked us, and henceforth our way of life, our democracy, our
liberty?
No it didn't. They liked us because we were rich, and they wanted to
come here and get rich too. All those huddled masses yearning to be
free, were really yearning to be rich, or any rate to be less poor.
Oh I think I was going to say something about bible study. In fact I
saw a reference to it in one your earlier posts but it seems to have
been edited out by the time the weekend is over. I guess I just wanted
to say that I didn't see what relevance the bible had to morality to two
non-believers like ourselves, and these excursions into the goings on
of Ezekial and Jehosphat just seem pointless, and way too long.
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