Once I got back I knew I was right. I'm happy you had a good time - you deserved it - but the country I knew and loved was long gone.
I think the beginning of my socio/political consciousness was being in conversation with a black GI telling me he had no quarrel with those yellow guys ... he still had trouble with the white ones.
I met an Australian guy that had joined to become a citizen and we became friends. He'd already done a tour in country and I never met a soldier that pretty much dared the cadre to give him a hard time ... and they DID give him leeway ... probably because he was a few months from discharge and he WAS a badass.
HIS comments made sense
Some other guy had an album that had the song Universal Soldier and I had NEVER heard such thinking before
Somewhere around that time Sgt Pepper's showed up ....
I couldn't HELP but be a hippy when I got out
I lived in Boston and I heard Eldridge Cleaver and Abbie Hoffman speak on the Boston Common and the girls were friggin' EVERYwhere for the pickin'
Any and every thing anyone had ever tried to teach me faded too rapidly for hedonism, sex, drugs and rock and roll.
I met Jesus in '81 and I have been steady workin' on myself tryin' to correct a whole BUNCH'A shit.