I wasn’t complaining about Motown, I was complaining about race cult boomers. You know, the stinking counter-culture 60s hippies who love themselves so much because they feel virtuous because they hate the man! (whitey). Boomers, a generation so stupid and vacuous that they elevated a music festival into a religious miracle as they wallowed in the mud.
We were raised in relative affluence and better educated than prior generations -- but confronted as teens with the racial agitation of the Sixties, a badly run war in Vietnam, and the perplexing cultural discontinuities of birth control and the ensuing sexual revolution.
Similar eras of change in the past eventually sorted themselves out, with embarrassments glossed over or conveniently forgotten. And ensuing generations get to deliver judgment on their Boomer parents and grandparents and then try to do better.
“the stinking counter-culture 60s hippies”
I’m a “stupid vacuous” boomer, so I was there. I don’t recall he hippie counter-culture being at all involved in Motown; they had their own weird set of “artists”. Dylan, Baez, Joplin ... all disheveled smelly no-talent screamers.
Motown artists were well put-together, neat and clean, with actual music containing ... gasp! ... harmony.
When hippies were listening to their stuff, we preachers’ kids were listening to Motown. There was a huge difference.
Donald Trump is a Boomer. So, I take it you hate him, and didn’t vote for him?