Sorry, Wendell: simulpost.
spoke-, I was just starting my reply when I refreshed and saw your post. Amen, brotha.
Wendell, for just one example, there’s my HS civics teacher, who waxed rhapsodic about civil disobedience, but also told us that the reason he never went to Vietnam was simply that his number had not come up in the lottery. He didn’t serve, and he didn’t risk jail by refusing to serve, so how had his integrity been tested? As such, I figured I was entitled to my opinions on the bombing of Tripoli about as much as he was.
He was like a lot of people I encountered, who seemed to want to take credit for what their peers did, whether they themselves participated or not. It was in the media a lot too. For instance, Bob Greene (yeah, I know, but he had a squeaky-clean rep at the time) did a column once about going to buy Sergeant Pepper on cassette, to play in his car, and telling the clerk about how the day it was released, either he or someone he knew took it home to listen to it in the dark, and it was all spiritual and deep, man. The clerk couldn’t come up with any striking 1980s examples of such transport and reverence, so after Greene expressed pity for her (in the column, hopefully not IRL), he left, played the cassette as he drove home, and reflected how music today, you gotta turn it up, but the Beatles sound great at any volume.
In other words, Borg mentality. Because his entire generation was hugely devoted to one band*, and there was no one band in the 1980s that captivated everyone, that meant none of the 1980s bands and solo artists were worth it for anyone to get excited about. As a devoted U2 fan at the time, I wanted to knock his block off. And it couldn’t possibly be that he was 30-10 and no longer “with it”, hmm? (And today, I might also say, “We did the mad adulation thing with M-ch–l J-cks-n, and look how that turned out.”)
Beyond that, no, the BC characters did not berate younger people (although I do wonder why the Meg Tilly character was such a twit). But yes, they know they’re sellouts, and some of them are berating themselves for it (love Hurt’s video interview scene!) and that was just fine with me. They were fallible, and it helped me understand adults’ bluster more readily.
And, what spoke- said.
*I know it can’t have been to the exclusion of all else…yet why is it that I get blank stares from Boomers when I talk about the Moody Blues? Were they all too high to remember listening to “In Search of the Lost Chord”? I know they owned it…