Student Demonstration Time
Apr. 30th, 2024 16:20![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bill_schubertAh, the good old days. I was listening to a podcast today that took me back to Eldridge Cleaver, H Rapp, and the anti war contingent. What sent me down the rabbit hole of my mind was the statement that there were 'outside elements, non-students' that were causing the problems on campus today.
What we used to call 'outside agitators'.
Mary Ann Vecchio, the 14 year old girl in the Kent State photo, was such an agitator. I remember the commentators of that day saying so. It must be true.
My next thought was 'nattering nabobs of negativism'. Dear old Spiro.
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
One of the best songs of that era, really after it and describing the history, is on a dusty record few have heard. It is a Beach Boys tune called Student Demonstration Time. Nothing new in it. But, really, nothing new under the sun.
Nothing pithy from all this. Mary Ann is two years younger than me. Still kicking. Lives down in the Everglades where she grows avocados.
So it goes.
What we used to call 'outside agitators'.
Mary Ann Vecchio, the 14 year old girl in the Kent State photo, was such an agitator. I remember the commentators of that day saying so. It must be true.
My next thought was 'nattering nabobs of negativism'. Dear old Spiro.
The more things change, the more they stay the same.
One of the best songs of that era, really after it and describing the history, is on a dusty record few have heard. It is a Beach Boys tune called Student Demonstration Time. Nothing new in it. But, really, nothing new under the sun.
Nothing pithy from all this. Mary Ann is two years younger than me. Still kicking. Lives down in the Everglades where she grows avocados.
So it goes.
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Date: 2024-04-30 23:04 (UTC)It's interesting to see different countries' response to this kind of thing. I was accidentally caught up in a student protest in Paris once. French protestors are hard core and the Parisian police even more so. There's no messing around with negotiations, they just unload. I walked around a corner into a cloud of tear gas and had to get out of there fast. It's just lucky I avoided the rubber bullets.