Looking back through rose-tinted glasses, the Boomers want to believe they were all involved in the big sweeping reforms of the day. It was peace, love, and music, and everybody marched and everybody won.
But that’s not the way I remember it at all.
There were murders. There were riots. There was violence. There were just a few noisy voices agitating for change, and they were locked up and shouted down.
Most of America was big quivering mass of obedience and indifference.
Just like today.