Life in the Big Auditorium
ALAN writes:
Fifty-seven years ago, I sat alone in a high school auditorium during the noon hour and tried to read — not reading required for classes, but books of my own choice. It was hard to do that because elsewhere in that auditorium at that hour were other students who took delight in being loud and boisterous. I was never one of them. I purposely chose a seat on the other side of the auditorium to get as far away from them as I could.
I was not a joiner or a “group person”. By 1967 I had graduated from loud and boisterous and never regretted it. I found something much better: Silence and solitude in which to think, read, question, weigh and consider in realms of knowledge, history, philosophy, science, and current events.
I did not realize it then, but I had discovered (and preferred) the interior voice at a time when cultural forces like the “mass media” and mass entertainment were doing their best to overwhelm or extinguish the interior voice.
I was not the only such individual in that school, but we added up to a tiny percentage of the school population. In the 1930s-’40s, most of that loud and boisterous crowd would have been working at some productive job. But in the 1960s they were reveling in a form of prolonged childhood made possible for them by their too-lenient and too-accommodating parents, those in the so-called “greatest generation”.
Most of those in that generation said little and did even less to oppose the conversion of high schools, colleges, and universities into playpens for prolonged adolescence.
Those in the “greatest generation” believed in the 1960s that the future for their children looked bright and promising. I heard them say so at the New York World’s Fair in 1965. (more…)
