After you eat the productive, where does you next meal come from? From Tim Harnett at lewrockwell.com:
We’ve come a long way since 1967. A lot of that distance must have been in a reverse gear where music is concerned. Take a look at the top 100 hits from that year. People who were born 20 later can name some of them in 2 or 3 bars—and they still play in bars. Most of the top 100 from 2020, on the other hand, could serve as cruel and unusual penance for mortal sins. Whatever kinds of guilt trips the woker-than-thous try to heap on the boomers—their revolution had a hundred catchy theme songs—53 years down the road the upheaval going on now will be hard on ears going by its tunes. What the history industry will make out of the rest of it—if enlightenment still prevails—is ugly to consider.
It’s not just the music that gives you the creeps in the throes of this uprising. It’s mob rhetoric–livid and tired simultaneously–that never knows where to stop.
Particular demands concerning law enforcement excesses can be perfectly reasonable. Does it really make sense, for example, that policemen accused of serious crimes are prosecuted by the same district attorneys offices they work closely with? Even not so skeptical observers tend to question the spotty record of charges and convictions this arrangement turns out. Does Mayberry really need a tank? Is rampant no-knock actually necessary? When activists stick to questions like this they are on solid ground. Although, when it comes to public employees like cops, enlightened enthusiasm for their unions can’t be glossed over.
Activism works best when the focus is narrow and demands are few. Its when you seriously suggest tearing down a society that’s kept roofs overhead, food on tables, water running, toilets flushing, idiocy on the box and AC in the ductwork for hundreds of millions of people over several generations –that our wannabe consciences with molotovs go beyond ridiculous and get scary.