Along the way we had some grown ups that seemed to realize, of course, the next gen and the next gen might have different ways of saying things. Some of us just made memos of stuff we were perceiving and/or feeling but was like puzzle piece not ready to be put in place.
Reading about Marshall McLuhan. Like some of the Sisters With Transistors people, and the Black Mountain College bunches, and Clifford Geertz come to think of it, these were young people coming to life awareness after the world had been sculpted into dark and heavy. Forged into annihilation, split-second performance, and cold war, the world was actually similar to when some people wanted to make a new place called the United States of America.
Politically, the 1950's, sixties, and into the 1970's often gets talked about in historical broadstrokes like there was Establishment and there was Counter-culture. The end. And yet, in every aspect of American culture there was milestone and stay which held every topic open (even if obscure), and prevented the human-ness from disappearing in a world that's been increasingly machine.
They did and they didn't. Understand themselves, understand themselves as being important thinkers, doers. I think of Herzen's journals, or artmakers the world over: at once living in the present, but also thinking, doing for "the future."
McLuhan was thinking about effects of media before psychologists "studied" and reported correlations. And that reminds me of University of Hartford days, when our "seminar" thinking was grooving. It was the first opportunity many individual scholars had had to collaborate and if not work together, witness putting their work with that of others.
For all its blamed for having everything on it, internet, social media does present chance to crack isolation.
Pretty cool. A little rainy to see solar eclipse. I checked with a librarian and it has to do with planetary bodies being in relation to others, the eclipsings.
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