My generation came head-to-head with the draft and the Vietnam war just as we reached the age of questioning and rebellion.
I had thought that most of my fellow citizens agreed on the core values of inclusion and mutual respect…that most of us welcomed our diversity. Maybe I was misled by the idealism of the 1960’s.
…even in his despair, he recognized that being one with everything means indeed being one with everything, even the sea pirate whose heart was “not yet capable of seeing and loving.”
Hmmm. Has anything like that ever happened again — revolutionary fervor on campuses challenging the established sense of order?