WE WERE RIGHT…

I am a child of the sixties. Actually, to be technical, the forties, but the sixties was the decade when I came of age.  It was then that I developed my outlook on things social and political. I have, for the most part, retained those views.  Unfortunately, though, I and those like me have failed to live by them. Sure, we did some worthwhile stuff. A lot of people don’t see skin color the same way that people did back then. We have same sex married couples now (my son among them). But, still, too many people wish we didn’t. Many of us have retained our anti-Vietnam attitudes and oppose a militaristic foreign policy. But, yet our country still has one.  And, if I even need to mention it, we now have an orange sociopath we call “President Donald J. Trump.”

So, it is within that spirit that this blog will be written – sometimes with what I hope will be a light touch, sometimes not. My underlying philosophy is in this song I wrote some years ago.  I will spare you my singing of it.  Here are the words:

“In the sixties times they were different then; We were in school and we were sure That we would never repeat again the attitudes that we abhor We derided those who wore fancy clothes; substance mattered more than style; now in designer jeans we drive rich machines while we compare our kitchen tile Instead of mankind’s fate it’s the interest rate; that is what we talk about Maybe we just grew up but when I lift my cup please forgive me if I shout that We were right, but we didn’t listen to our song We were right, now we’ve become what we thought was wrong.

…THE BABY BOOMER BUST.

Guy Michael is a crazy person. I know this because I am his daughter. He is also the most brilliant, kindest man I have ever met. This blog began during his retirement to as a platform for his ramblings and quite honestly to keep him from saying unthinkable things to Grandma and Grandpa on Jewish holidays. It remains as a gift to you during this trying time. I leave you with a verse from one of his songs that I have sung with him since I was a girl that I believe epitomizes him.

“You may think that I am full of shit. There’s a saying about a shoe and I guess I fit. But I’ll still try to criticize, even honest people can live some lies, and the truth can sometimes come from a hypocrite. DIE DIE DIE you yuppie shit.”

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