Has it been forty years since the Summer of Love and the Detroit Riots? Let us be grateful for herpes, AIDS, no-fault divorce, no stigma for bastardy, crude entertainment, and the death of self-restraint. Let us thank those forward thinkers who celebrate transgressiveness, no matter where it may lead, never mind that young people in general have to go to greater extremes to shock their elders, that the "deindustrialization" of Detroit and other machine age cities might have been accelerated by the unwillingness of entry level workers to show up for work, let alone be competent on the job, that some of the Detroit kids entering kindergarten in September 1967 are grandparents today (and that some of the fortysomething men might not even know it.)

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