University of Arizona - Desert Yearbook (Tucson, AZ)

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other universes to continue life after we have used up Earth. One small step for Man, one giant step for Mankind, said the first Earthling to step onto the moon. From there it ' s just a hop, skip, and a jump out- ward. I still hear a lot of people in Arkansas saying, If God had wanted us on the moon, we ' d have been born there. Nixon made his own Big Step when he bounced back from defeat in 1962 to win the Presidency in 1970, and provided the press and all of America with a prime target for satire. LBJ was good to laugh at; Nixon ' s even better. More amazing than Nixon him- self was his running mate, Spiro T. Agnew, who rose from anonymity to household famil- iarity. Disillusioned youth watches the leadership of the country and cries out for help. My poet-friend Carl Gottlieb writes: I ' m scarred America, you ' d better send your Mother Statue to hold my hand, if she can still breathe. Your blouse came undone and before you could close it, I saw someone telling me that Spiro was am- bitious. America, your novels are turning against you, and your poets and artists are running away. It ' s over America nobody wants your boxtops any- more. We followed you blindly to Words of the times: . FARR-OUT g FARR-OUT N FARR-OUT FARR-OUT AGNEW the moon and back and left nobody to watch the house. America the neighbors are getting suspicious. Today is a kaleidoscope. It is easy enough to divide people into Oakies and Progressives, Liberals and Conservatives, Communists and Capitalists, Old and New, Them and Us. Because I came from a dif- ferent background, I am an outsider an observer here in Western America, and because I have lived here, I have be- come an outsider and observer among the oakie-people. And all I can see, every way I look, is people not separate, not You and Me, but Us. PIG bummer ETHNIC HARD-HAT

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in earnest; others only wanted to do hip things. The oakies shrank in horror at the strange goings-on. In Arkansas a wo- man observed that, judging from the people she saw on television, you couldn ' t tell the boys from the girls any more. There was something shameful about long hair on men, she thought, something effeminate. Above her tele- vision hung a painting of Christ with gentle eyes.f lowing shoul- der-length hair and a soft beard. With the flower-children came Free Love, the New Sex- uality. It was something Ar- kansas women read about in Reader ' s Digest and Ladies Home Journal and discussed in hushed tones over the coffee- table. Are the young people turning into animals? they asked. Preserve the Miss Amer- ica image, the Ail-American Football Player, long live the Arkansas Razorbacks, clean- cut young spirits, and praise be to God that our young peo- ple aren ' t like those wild young people you read about in the magazines and see in the movies. All morality is gone! A middle aged Tucson lady, beautiful in spirit, confided to me when I first came to Tucson that she thinks the morality of today is the same as it was when she was a girl, but today ' s youth is more open, less a- shamed than past generations. So, where did the openness begin? With Elvis Presley ' s gyrations, viewed with such shock by the staid public? With Ian Fleming ' s flaunted spy novels and the ensuing movies, one of which showed a gilded naked girl? Was it there all the time, waiting for the innovation of The Pill to re- move fear and give it libera- tion? Meditation, introspection, drugs. Drugs have infiltrated to every part of the culture now; even in Arkansas a drug culture is evolving. When my great Aunt Mildew heard about drugs; she told my mother to be sure to warn me of the evils of pot. Could the preoccupa- tion with hallucinogens be partly due to the growing in- fluence of Eastern religions which stress mental concen- tration? Everyone wants to get into the liberation scene; Women ' s Lib is the biggest movement of all. Liberate women from job discrimination, from bras, from subservience to man. They gave Rudi Gernreich credit for giving the topless bathing suit to womankind, which did not become a smash hit, but started the movement growing. Man is driving harder than ever to make himself immor- tal. It ' s like alchemy, an eter- nal fascination, a pot of gold at the end of a rainbow. Heart transplants, kidney transplants who knows, maybe brain transplants will be next. Sci- entists search for a way to be- gin life in a test tube. Writer Ray Bradbury says that the age of space exploration is the final immortality of man, be- cause the human race will be able to spread to other planets,

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