Friday, May 19, 2006
Golden Oldies
For the second day in a row, the posts aren't getting written and the e-mail is piling up.
Red State Rabble was busy last night recounting our salad days as an anti-war activist and active-duty sailor during the years of the Vietnam war for an oral history of the anti-war movement being produced by a promising young documentary filmmaker.
We did our stint in front of the camera talking about dimly remembered subjects such as Students for a Democratic Society, leading big demonstrations, giving fiery speeches, and getting kicked out of the Navy for our opposition to the war.
We recalled the climate of fear left over from the McCarthy witch hunt of the 40s and 50s, and the feelings of hope that were stirred by the Civil Rights and Women's Liberation movements.
After, we had a late dinner with a very old and dear friend who knew us when. It was two gray-haired old men trading anti-war stories in a Mexican restaurant.
It was golden.
Red State Rabble was busy last night recounting our salad days as an anti-war activist and active-duty sailor during the years of the Vietnam war for an oral history of the anti-war movement being produced by a promising young documentary filmmaker.
We did our stint in front of the camera talking about dimly remembered subjects such as Students for a Democratic Society, leading big demonstrations, giving fiery speeches, and getting kicked out of the Navy for our opposition to the war.
We recalled the climate of fear left over from the McCarthy witch hunt of the 40s and 50s, and the feelings of hope that were stirred by the Civil Rights and Women's Liberation movements.
After, we had a late dinner with a very old and dear friend who knew us when. It was two gray-haired old men trading anti-war stories in a Mexican restaurant.
It was golden.
