Getting My Rocks Off

Last night I was lucky enough to accompany Shamus to the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame for the induction of several artists. He had scored tickets through his contacts at a radio station. The official ceremony was being held in NYC, but it was simulcast in Cleveland. It does annoy me a bit, as if the Hall of Fame is in Cleveland, WHY IS THE CEREMONY IN NY? But alas, I still got to see the museum, as well as the patrons.

This was my first time in the Hall of Fame, and I found some of the displays to be very poignant. One thing that moved me the most was the music of the Vietnam Era. This was one of the last times that popular music and culture really made a statement. Weather you were a supporter or protestor of the Veitnam "Conflict", you knew of someone who was going off to fight. This was a group of people that were outraged and passionate about the way their government was running their lives.

Currently college students are apathetic. When asked what is going on in the news, they will commonly answer "I don't watch the news because it's just too depressing". This is the same generation that doesn't vote, is outraged when they earn less than an "A" in a class even though they haven't completed the work, and expect that when they graduate, they will be guaranteed a job. I'd say that maybe we've done a disservice educating this generation, but they are also to blame. This generation could easily get off thier lazy asses and ask some provoking questions! How would that 18 year old feel to know that the the person they sat next to last semester in English class will be dead before June?

Is it simply that this generation feels that they have nothing to fight for? Are they that alienated that they can't find something to believe in? Just my thoughts for a Tuesday as the snow storm attacks Cleveland.