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Baby Boomers’ Kids

or, How To Tell If Hippies Raised You

Do The Research Here

Do The Research Here

Isn’t it awkward when younger generations stick a mirror in front of baby boomers and try to reflect everyone born between 1946 – 1964?

Notice to youngsters: You’re not living in a time warp, though it might feel that way to you.

Buzzfeed.com posted “29 Signs You Were Raised By Hippies.”

I found it from a post by my facebook friend Zane Kesey, the son of Ken Kesey.

He also runs Key-Z Productions.

Take a look to see if you were raised by hippies, or more important if any of the traits you’ll find on buzzfeed show how you raise your kids.

For more fun, send this link to parents with young kids to see how they respond.

Don’t be too surprised to find all parents share a few hippie characteristics. Call them boomer characteristics to dodge any stigma.

I’ll go first.

Kids born at home? Is that hippie or not.

Kids breast fed? Hippie or not.

They wore Hannah Andersson pajamas?

Played naked in the toddler pool?

You hired a cloth diaper service delivery?

Your kids have friends raised in a dome?

Taken your middle school-aged kids and their friends to the Oregon Country Fair?

You get the idea.

When all baby boomers get crammed into the same van, something’s wrong.

When all boomers are draft dodgers who played Army, moved to Canada when they got drafted for Vietnam, then came back to play Army again after President Carter’s amnesty program, something needs correction.

But we don’t live in the past, even though the past seems to catch up faster every day. We’re all about forgiving and forgetting. Still, there’s an extra irk about being seen the same as seventy-nine million other people.

After you look at the buzzfeed post, answer these boomer questions:

Did a boomer’s parent ever call during a home birth to say you should get to the hospital before you endanger an innocent life?

Did a parent of a boomer ever ask the covered breast feeder to take her disturbing act to another room?

Did the long haired stoner in the family take a right turn, get a concealed-carry permit, and start talking in Rush Limbaugh riddles?

Did a family member tell you to control your child when your toddler tried to sit next to them?

If you were born in the 1950′s, why not review the world and habits that were waiting for you? All boomers did was side-step the avalanche of post-war celebration in everything instant and convenient. At least some did, but that doesn’t mean they’re hippies.

The 50′s meant women wore girdles and wigs, took thalidomide for nausea, and moved to a nice housing development like Levitown.

Men changed from uniforms to suits, smoked Pall Malls, spit shined their shoes, and went to college on the G.I. Bill.

The stereotype of the 50′s doesn’t work any better than it does for the 60′s. Boomers weren’t all raised by the man in the grey flannel suit living in a Stepford neighborhood.

If you want to make comparisons, use a little historical research and take a wider sample of the culture you want to study.

Look at the scientific breakthroughs twenty years beyond the era you point to. Notice what habits and materials lasts, and which are discarded.

Then teach your children well. Use this Graham Nash-written guide with Jerry Garcia on steel guitar:

You, who are on the road must have a code that you can live by.
And so become yourself because the past is just a good bye.
Teach your children well, their father’s hell did slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams, the one they fix, the one you’ll know by.
Don’t you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you.

And you, of the tender years can’t know the fears that your elders grew by,
And so please help them with your youth, they seek the truth before they can die.
Teach your parents well, their children’s hell will slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams, the one they fix,the one you’ll know by.
Don’t you ever ask them why, if they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh and know they love you. 

 

 

 

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