Originally posted by magicmushroom
Can Americans say when things started to go tits up in the US, there seemed to be a time when the country as a whole was far more benevolent, its
people more free and happy with their lot. Then something happened that changed all that, does anyone have any ideas when, my guess is around the time
of the JFK assasination, Vietnam followed soon after and it seems a downward spiral since then.
In the 1950's there was a publicly jubilant period, some of us call it the "Beaver Cleaver Period". It was this magical world where the kids would
be playing marbles in a circle on the floor, while Dad smoked a pipe, reading the paper in a smoking jacket and loafers, while Mom stood in the
kitchen, with a smile on her face, and an apple pie in her hands. After a healthy breakfast of pancakes and fresh milk delivered by an immaculately
uniformed milkman who knew the name of every man, woman, and child on his route, as well as the intimate details of their personal lives, and always
had a helping hand and handy advice from the sagelike wisdom of the dairy industry.
At least, that's what the news, the advertisers, and the entertainers would have you believe.
In point of fact, there was an enormous homeless problem, there was a war raging between the Mafia and the Government, there was a whole new dangerous
gang youth culture springing up, there was the terror of the communists attacking with their nukes at any moment, the air was filthy with the
pollution of an industrial age, and families had been broken by years of war that had immediately followed the most awful economic period in living
memory. The poverty, moral decline, and paranoia of a nation mixed with racial and religious bigotry that caused horrible acts of aggression against
ones fellow Americans that are still being felt to this day.
The only reason the dream from the first paragraph ended is because we woke up. The nation was fooling itself, but I don't fault it. We needed to
believe we were doing good. We needed to believe we were the good guys, and that all our struggles had been for SOMETHING... We needed to believe that
the American Way of Life was the BEST DAMNED WAY OF LIFE THERE IS!!
I really don't have much problem with that sentiment, especially if it's the only thing that can get some people to sleep at night, but it doesn't
make it true.
Then Nixon, Watergate, Korea, Vietnam, Cuba... those things really soured us. Periods of bloody and bloody pointless wars broken only by periods of
economic recession, depression, and oil crises. That sorta rubbed salt in the wounds. By the time we hit the 1980's, there really wasn't any more
"American Ideals" to believe in that hadn't already been blasphemed and blasted to tiny little pieces. The President was a laughingstock
(literally, he was a comedian before a politician), and while he actually turned out to be a pretty decent president in retrospect, while he was in
office, no one took him seriously.
We didn't respect our President, we didn't respect our Government, and we sure as hell didn't respect each other. Among all the horror of the news
and the real world, the only real thing we could take refuge in and respect was consumerism and wealth. If you were wealthy, it might not have made
you a good person, but at least you could afford good things. As the 90's approached, we dragged our feet through the decade, figuring the world was
probably going to end anyway, so whatever we did was pointless. That's why science suddenly advanced so rapidly. The only people who really didn't
buy into the world suddenly ending in 2000 or 2001 were the smart ones, and the smart ones just went right on advancing technology.
By the time we'd got halfway through 2001 we had nothing but science and consumerism to get us to sleep each night, and those are poor bedfellows. We
had nothing to really believe in, nothing to get behind, no reason to think or feel that we were any better than anyone else, and the American way of
life was little more than a way to stave off death long enough to play with one's toys. We even had a saying for it:
"He who dies with the most toys, wins."
or the alternate favorite.
"He who dies with the most toys, still dies."
That pretty much summed up the two belief systems in America...
...and then 9/11 happened.
Have you ever seen what happens when you throw rocks at a hornet's nest? I'll give you a hint, the whole nest gets really really really pissed off
and stings anything it can within miles of the nest, and God help you if you were the one throwing the rocks. That hornets nest was us... times 250
million. After years of having nothing to believe in, we were given rage. Rage got us to sleep for about 3 or 4 years.
But as people calmed down, they stopped being able to sleep at night. They realized what had been done (and whom had been elected) in the name of
rage, they became ashamed. They realized our pointless attack on a country that never attacked us in the first place has now cost more American lives
than 9/11 did. And through it all, waves of scandal rocked the congress and senate.
We're coming out of a very shameful time in our history. It is my firm belief that the history books will look back on the years between 9/11/2001
and 2006 as quite possibly our most shameful era yet. Rage and Greed politics ruled our country with an iron fist and opened up secret torture camps
that violated everything our country has ever said it stood for. We have a president who chooses religion over science, and our consumerism has been
tainted by the knowledge of just how corrupt our corporations are and the fact that advertising now pretty much centers around insulting the customer
into buying your product.
So much for the belief in science and consumerism.
We had nothing left to believe in. Nothing except to reach way back, before modern times, to an era of idealism and the advancement of the human
condition. I think that explains the sudden complete shift to the democratic party in the recent elections. Maybe it's just out of hope that, since
nothing else has worked, maybe we can believe in some intangible ideas of humanity and the environment. I don't know, anymore. I still love my
country, especially Texas, but I'm hard pressed to
believe in it right now. All I can do at this point is have hope that things will get
better.
Anyway, that's what happened. Hope it helps.