Ah, my generationAmerica went to Viet Nam andhad a warjust for usAh, my generationnot the “me” generationnot the Woodstock generationwe are the Viet Nam generationthe wounded generationthe traumatized generationthe disillusioned generation whocontinue to breath napalm andpiss agent orangea generation defined byan exercise in greed thatnever needed to happenfrom which nothing was learnedAh, my generationmy fucked up, fucked over generationspaced out on drugsstrung out onthe vulgarities and obscenities ofa violent, racist culture dependent ona war-based economy forthe economic and political survival ofthe Great Republic andthe sacred American Way of LifeAh, my generationWe were bred and born – conscriptedreally - did we have a choice?1945 to 1954innocents obediently raised onthe mythology ofthe benefits ofa meat and dairy based diet ofwhite stream historythe self-serving lies testifying tothe sense of entitlement withoutresponsibilityguilt orshamethe unholy holy agenda of Manifest Destinythe requirement to equate invasionoccupation andmurderwith patriotism (whatever THAT is)Ah, my generationbelievers who became non- believers inanything institutionalutter contemptdisgustmistrust from whichmost of us never recovereda generation that came of age and grew old inan age of disbeliefsolitude andprofound anxietyAh, my generationGinsberg howled for SolomonI howl for us
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Dan Ryan will appear in AlteredScale.com 3, out in March, and he is a regular contributor to this blog.
After spending an extensive number of years attempting to save the world from itself while living in Olympia, Washington, I follwed my sweetie to Minnie's Apple Crisp in July, 2012. Determined to approach life from a more obtuse angle, I am now a thoroughly committed Zen slacker, practicing guilt-free attachment to hanging out in coffee shops, reading all the wrong books, writing poetry, and enjoying other sensual pleasures with my partner. Dan Ryan will appear in AlteredScale.com 3, out in March.
1 comment:
Thanks for this. You had me scrambling back to Ginsberg for his theory of poetic candour. You have said your truth very effectively here
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