Why do I want to shout at these people to grow up? Why am I so very annoyed by the youngsters, the obviously under 25 year olds trying to party like its 1969? Daft Punk, not Grateful Dead. Why do you want to emulate your grandparents, I ask in my head.
Indeed, what is so funny 'bout peace, love and understanding?
Mark asked if I had anticipated longevity for any part of 60s pop culture.
In 1964 did I say to myself that the Beatles would still be commonly heard in 50 years? No way.
Did I expect, in 1967, that tie dye T shirts to be common in the 21st century? Hell, no!
Did I think I would live to see legal weed? Actually, I did.
And that is a topic for another post.