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  •  Execellent diary. (5+ / 0-)

    I regret that I can only give it one recc.

    I was born in 1972, to McGovern & McCarthy supporting, ERA crusading, anti-war parents.

    The your take on the era is very similar to the sentiment that my parents shared with me & my sister. Before my father's congnitive abilities abandoned him due to the ravages of Parkinsons disease last year, the last real political we had together was punctuated by him breaking into tears. He was in anguish over the current political state of affairs of course, but consternation he normally exhibited was more grief than anger.

    "We were all riding the crest of a powerful wave." he told me. It could have taken us higher & farther than our wildest dreams. We looked around and everyone was with us. We were so right, the change that was coming, inevitable. Then it was gone. The wave passed beneath us, we hadn't paddled fast enough to stay on it.

    "We had all the momentum; we were riding the crest of a high and beautiful wave. So now, less than five years later, you can go up on a steep hill in Las Vegas and look West, and with the right kind of eyes you can almost see the high-water mark -- the place where the wave finally broke and rolled back."

    Hunter Thompson

    I knew what dad was saying, he didn't remember it was HST who'd said it first, but I understood.

    McGovern lost. Say he was too idealistic, or whatever you want; he was sold the fuck out by the dem. party. Eagleton was the first modern swiftboat victim. Party bosses dug the dirt on his psychiatric history. They passed it on. The outcome was mirrored again in 2004.

    I'm scanning the horizon for the next wave & I think I see it. I'll paddle my ass off not to miss it. I don't even want to survive to plunge into the trough on the other side if it passes beneath us.  

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