The Beatles, hippies everywhere, bikinis, mini-skirts, Twiggy, Mia Farrow, the Tropic of Cancer, the Summer Olympics in Rome, the Boston Celtics, the Ford GT40 at Le Mans, Star Trek, Alfred Hitchcock Presents, Batman, the War in Vietnam, the end of the Glorious classical Hollywood era, The Spaghetti Western, Clint Eastwood – “Hang Him High”, “For a Few Dollars More”, La Nouvelle Vague, Easy Rider, The Birds, Breakfast at Tiffany, The Graduate, Jason and the Argonauts, Mary “Pain in the *ss” Poppins, the Counterculture, the Sexual Revolution, Night of the Living Dead, Johny Cash, The Rolling Stones, Bob Dylan, Jimi Hendrix… you get the idea.
The Sixties are widely regarded as a threshold between what was old, narrow-minded and squeaky conservative and what was new, exciting, open minded – the future. We have seen the results. History has taught a harsh lesson to those who were involved in this exciting new era, pardon New Age. It’s called Poetic Justice. I don’t deny that the Sixties have been Fabulous. I have enjoyed and I still do, much of what was produced during this decade, from a cultural/artistic point of view.
However, I am here to tell you that “The thing that hath been, it is that which shall be; and that which is done is that which shall be done: and there is no new thing under the sun”. (Ecclesiastes 1:9).
Verily, verily I say unto you: what the culture at large has produced during the Sixties is pure Paganism. The counterculture is nothing but the celebration of rebellion, which is the Original Sin. Rebellion is the sin that led Lucifer, the Son of the Morning, to become Satan, the Adversary. “I beheld Satan as lightning fall from heaven,” says Jesus in Luke 10:18.
The Hippies, the ones that were supposedly immensely wiser than their parents, only possessed an experimental knowledge of good and evil. And, in fact, they have experimented… with the money that they parents gave them and on the skin of their own sons and daughters. The results of their experiments are appalling, to say the least: political correctness, as well as political indifference, and moral relativism.
In short, what the hippies were advocating was: feminism, communism, vegetarianism, socialism, drug abuse, wine abuse, Lgbt rights, global peace, environmentalism, abortion, rebellion against authorities and the traditional family, and other similar, equally childish things. The Hippies’ unspoken motto was “let’s systematically destroy Western values, just for the sake of doing it and replace them with nothing!” They were like: “we don’t really know what we want, but we want it NOW!”.
The problem being: the hippies’ efforts to change society, put flowers in your cannons and make the world a better place were not visible for a long, long time. Ironically, therefore, the Sixties were actually a Fabulous Decade… with horrible consequences. It’s the story of the ant the grasshopper: “…Go to the ant, thou sluggard; consider her ways, and be wise”, (Proverbs 6:6).
I wasn’t alive during the Sixties, and therefore I can’t be completely reliable: don’t quote me on this, but my father used to tell me that he felt “something in the air” at that time. Perhaps he did because he was young and he had everything a man could ever want: a family, a wonderful country, a beautiful city to live in, a great job, money, beauty, youth, hope.
But I do live in a world that is the result of the Baby-Boomers’ effort to make it a better place, for everybody. The Baby Boomers were the hippies, by the way. They were ambitious, I don’t deny that, but rubbish. Here’s the legacy of the Sixties:
“…There will be terrible times in the last days. People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God— having a form of godliness but denying its power. Have nothing to do with such people.
They are the kind who worm their way into homes and gain control over gullible women, who are loaded down with sins and are swayed by all kinds of evil desires, always learning but never able to come to a knowledge of the truth.” (2 Timothy 3: 1-7)
If you don’t believe me, read Dave Hunt.
Nevermind. I don’t care about death, really. You might agree or disagree with what I just wrote. Obviously, you are under a great delusion if you do disagree. But I want to say that people, back in the good, old days had a great sense of style. I think we can all agree on this.