My internal soundtrack of 2025 ⏯️🔉
("Doctor, My Eyes" - Jackson Browne 1972)
Something extremely remarkable that finally is occurring. Millennials are finally becoming the hippies we envisioned ourselves as in youth .
Growing up a millennial with very late boomer parents, the '90s provided A fashion fad of retro '70s looks. Corduroy came back at bell bottoms as well as puffy vests and long hair on boys. Hanson played funk infused pop songs about love and forgiveness and kindness. Regularly photographed wearing polyester disco shirts, The hippie vibe was marketed right at me and my grade 7 class.
The counterculture hippie movement fascinated many of my peers and some of us found ourselves inspired. We wanted better for the world and were willing to stand up against the powers that be. By the time I was 16 I was at Rally's, fighting for the impoverished.
My parents, they were connoisseurs of sound. This is what they had in common. They were major collectors of records, but it was there youth music that appealed to me the most in my own teenage years. Admittingly, much of it went under the radar. Some of the best and deepest lyrical content was too gentle for my feverish 14-year-old frequency.
But it turns out, it just took time.
On this March morning for the fourth day in a row, I woke up hearing a song in my mind. My mother had played many times. She was a big fan of Jackson Brown, and as a youth,I never really saw the appeal. I preferred to listen to her Pink Floyd album and chant that I didn't "need an education."
But here in my middle years, the music that she found so soothing and comforting has found me. ...And it is an internal alarm, that wakes me up and lullaby that puts me to sleep.
The lyrics I thought sweet, but not striking, now seem all too perfect for the conceptual experience I, and most of my entire generation, are facing.
Duped,
Conned
Pacified.
Detached.
Centralized
Uninvolved
Unaffected
Those are just some of the words that many millennials are coming to terms with as we really see the truth of the realities we've been living.
And the hippies went through this too. They kept their heads down and didn't ask questions until they got the draft. That's when it started to become real for most them, it is when it became their problem.
For many Canadian teens, it was when the draft dodgers started coming up from the states that things really started to make a difference in the youth culture.
And now here we are looking at martial laws + hashtagging w w 3.
This seems to be the case for many American and Canadian people at this time, especially those of us in middle life....
Fact: There hasn't been a war in the name of freedom that America has fought in, in over 100 years. It's always been for oil, it's always been about money. And for too long Canadian culture has followed suit with American culture.
We're waking up with a really nasty hangover from the last 30 years and the mess that was made that is left for us to clean up is poisonous and corrosive. This is what happens when you put your head in the sand.
The media machine that has executed the division and polarity since 911 is starting to truly show its nuts and bolts. The curtain has slipped and the wizard is just a few little people with most of the world's money.
Turns out all that therapy to heal my inner child and exercise My inner teenager will have me back at the rally line, sooner than later.
Mom would be proud.
#millennial #hippies #war #profits #oil #canada #Hanson #politics #greed
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