Don't get me wrong

I don't want anybody to get the wrong idea about yesterday's rant about hippies. My descriptions and experience do not come from bearing witness to the late 60's so I wish no ill will towards my elders. My experience and sour grapes comes from my generation X experience of a neo-yuppie hippie movement that occurred in the late 80's through mid 90's when young people started somewhat of a hippie revival. People wore tie dyed shirts, 100 dollar sandals, beads, long skirts with jingly-jangly's on them and spent their summers going to music festivals and paying 4$ for bottled water. Kid's followed the Dead before Jerry Garcia's passing and then they moved on to Phish. Before Jerry died, I used to get front row seats for Phish on the same day of the show. They even played a theater on my college campus. My rant kind of stems from the commercialization of the hippie movement. Woodstock 94 and 99. Generation X thought it was cool and merchandisers, advertisers, promoters and manufacturers had found a way to get a piece of the baby boomers hard earned money through their Gen X children. But there was something lost in the translation. Gone were the "sit ins", "love ins", protest marches and the like. It seems as if the historical aspects were forgotten: sexual liberation, women's liberation, equality of the races, pro war vs. anti war, the cold war and the "communist threat". I guess that my point is that Generation X has been living the high life and need to be reminded, from a historical perspective, that there was more to it than hippie clothes and concerts.