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Comprehending the Young Left

By: kowalski (Diary)  |  November 10th, 2009 at 04:35 PM  | 

RESIZE: AAA

I’m not saying empathize, but in order to comprehend them you need to try just for a moment or two to grok this song.

Since Drudge is running the story about Morrissey being whapped on the head with a plastic bottle containing a liquid resembling beer, I know he knows Morrissey. He probably also knows Morrissey because of his background in suburban Washington, DC — he graduated from Montgomery Blair high school in Silver Spring, MD if I’m not mistaken…and Matt Drudge was not one of the popular kids from what I’ve read.

In any case, I know Morrissey pretty well from his music and I used to be a paying fan of the Smiths, so when Morrissey has a headline story like this one, it still draws my eyeballs. I think he probably should have shaken it off and stayed on stage to spread the dreariness around, but who knows what was going through that head afterward?

In any case, one of the best videos ever made of a Morrissey song is this one, and if anyone wants to understand something about teen angst that turns into College Rage Against the Machine Activism, it is one of the more poignant. In a sense, this girl is running our country. Watch it all the way through, carefully. Yeah, it’s a little “Breakfast Club” but hey, the Breakfast Club generation is now occupying important administrative positions in our Federal Government.

This isn’t a post about musical taste: I still like this song, although I don’t identify with the feelings any more. It’s still interesting to watch. It’s about deep disaffection, really — disaffection from a very privileged point of view, and this song is an anthem to people who shared the feeling.

Everyday Is Like Sunday.

Posted here on Redstate by a still-recovering Lefty who poignantly remembers the feelings evoked by this song while looking through a window to a past life.

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  • MacAoidh

    …about the Young Left.

    “Any 20 year-old who isn’t a liberal doesn’t have a heart, and any 40 year-old who isn’t a conservative doesn’t have a brain.”

    A big deal is made out of the leftism of idiot kids who don’t know any better and are proselytized and indoctrinated into the lies of our educational and media “elites.” But the problem for them is that eventually their brainwashing runs counter to real-world experience, and that leftism melts away.

    I’m not saying we don’t need to do something about what’s going on in the schools and in pop culture. We do. What I am saying is that the leftist mythology and ideology simply doesn’t have a lot of staying power.

  • pilgrim



    From Radio Prague’s History Online

    It all started on November 17, 1989 – fifty years to the day that Czech students had held a demonstration to protest the Nazi occupation of Czechoslovakia. On this anniversary, students in the capital city of Prague were again protesting an oppressive regime.
    The protest began as a legal rally to commemorate the death of Jan Opletal, but turned instead into a demonstration demanding democratic reforms. Riot police stopped the students (who were making their way from the Czech National Cemetery at Vysehrad to Wenceslas Square) halfway in their march, in Narodni trida. After a stand-off in which the students offered flowers to the riot police and showed no resistance, the police bagan beating the young demonstrators with night sticks. In all, at least 167 people were injured. One student was reportedly beaten to death, and – although this was later proved false – this rumor served to crystallize support for the students and their demands among the general public. In a severe blow to the communists’ morale, a number of workers’ unions immediately joined the students’ cause.
    Massive demonstrations of almost 750,000 people at Letna Park in Prague on November 25 and 26, and the general strike on the 27th were devastating for the communist regime. Prime Minister Ladislav Adamec was forced to hold talks with the Civic Forum, which was led by still- dissident (soon to be President) Vaclav Havel. The Civic Forum presented a list of political demands at their second meeting with Adamec, who agreed to form a new coalition government, and to delete three articles – guaranteeing a leading role in political life for the Czechoslovak Communist Party and for the National Front, and mandating Marxist-Leninist education – from the Constitution. These amendments were unanimously approved by the communist parliament the next day, on November 29, 1989.

    As the song goes…the kids are alright on this historic occasion.

    • http://www.examiner.com/x-1597-Charlotte-Law--Politics-Examiner Mike gamecock DeVine
      • pilgrim
        • http://www.examiner.com/x-1597-Charlotte-Law--Politics-Examiner Mike gamecock DeVine
        • http://www.examiner.com/x-1597-Charlotte-Law--Politics-Examiner Mike gamecock DeVine
  • http://hillbillypolitics.com Steph C

    Every generation up until the last few decades has accomplished something. The angst of trying to live up to past generations while living in a world of unprecedented privilege: no big wars to fight, no worries about college, jobs, and the like. They all play into the left’s mentalogy (yes, I know I made up a word).

    And now, they’re hit with a world they are ill-equipped to handle and there is much regression as a result. I have faith that eventually they will grow out of it. :-)

    • http://beaglescout.wordpress.com LJ “Beaglescout” Miller

      Until the advent of public education childhood ended at about 12 or 13 and adulthood commenced the next day. Adolescence was invented by educators to justify the increasingly poor education they produced. What we have now is extended childhood, not just through the teen years but until the age of 30 or whenever these eternal Peter Pans finally have children and are thrown into adulthood by force.

      And even then some children with children continue to live in their parents’ homes.