I've never quite understood how different decades have a distinct feel to them. It just never seemed to jive with me. And then this week happened.
Think about how people have looked back at the 1960s.
Think about the optimism and hope that time meant to people. Think about the great strides in human innovation and the shattering of the conventions of the past. Think about the open minds and free spirits. Think about the change.
It all starts making sense.
This is our 1960s.
The collapse of the traditional global economy has necessitated people to harness their creativity and spirit just in order to make ends meet. Communication advances have made it possible to unharness ourselves from our static lives and truly interact with others, everywhere.
We're no longer stuck in our cubicles.
There's an overall freedom of mind and spirit. Perhaps it's the fact that we now all have access to all the information in history via the internet? Perhaps it's the way that we all carry thousands of songs on our portable entertainment devices? Perhaps the plethora of pornography is responsible for some twisted sort of new sexual revolution?
Free your mind.
Our voices are our most powerful weapon. We become part of communities and activist groups, perhaps not in person... but through the Face Book. We are not afraid to express ourselves. We wear our colors on our sleeves. We can add those who we agree with and block those who stand in our way.
We redefine that which has been sacred. We leave our pathetic starter marriages. We become open to unconventional interactions. We thrill with the new ideas, the new ways of living. We marvel at our friends. The best and brightest forming our new social circles.
We are captivated by leadership who we actually look up to. We feel the power of youth.
It's a complete global movement. The rise of the creative class, indeed.
In thirty years, we'll be talking about 2008 like our parents talk about 1968.
