IV.The Student Protest Movement A. The Baby Boom Generation 1. by 1964, there were more college students than ever before 2. many want to break away from the conservative 1950’s

“THE TIMES THEY ARE A CHANGIN’” by Bob Dylan 1963 Come Senators, Congressmen, please heed the call Don’t stand in the doorway don’t lock up the hall For he that gets hurt, for he that gets stalled There’s a battle outside and its ragin’ It’ll soon shake your windows And rattle your walls... For the times they are a changin’ Come mothers and fathers throughout the land And don’t criticize what you can’t understand Your sons and daughters are beyond your command Your old road is rapidly aging Please out of the way if you can’t lend a hand For the times they are a changin’ PROPHETIC?

B. Protests Grow 1) 1968 – over 200 major demonstrations at colleges a) resisting the draft b) frustration w/LBJ 2) 1969 – over 50% of Americans oppose V war 3) 1969 – 250,000 protesters gather in Wash DC a) majority of protesters = college students 4) How did these protests affect the troops?

“FORTUNATE SON” by Credence Clearwater Revival Some folks are born made to wave the flag, ooh, they're red, white and blue. And when the band plays "Hail To The Chief", oh, they point the cannon at you, Lord, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no senator's son, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no, Some folks are born silver spoon in hand, Lord, don't they help themselves, oh. But when the taxman come to the door, Lord, the house look a like a rummage sale, yes, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no millionaire's son. It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no. Yeah, some folks inherit star spangled eyes, ooh, they send you down to war, Lord, And when you ask them, how much should we give, oh, they only answer, more, more, more, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no military son, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, It ain't me, it ain't me, I ain't no fortunate one, no no no,

“FOR WHAT ITS WORTH” by Buffalo Springfield There's somethin' happenin' here. What it is ain't exactly clear. There's a man with a gun over there A-tellin' me I've got to beware. Refrain: I think it's time we stop. Children, what's that sound? Everybody look what's goin' down. There's battle lines bein' drawn. Nobody's right if everybody's wrong. Young people speakin' their minds A-gettin' so much resistance from behind. What a field day for the heat. A thousand people in the street Singin' songs and a-carryin' signs Mostly sayin' hooray for our side. Paranoia strikes deep. Into your life it will creep. It starts when you're always afraid. Step out of line, the men come and take you away. You better stop. Hey, what's that sound? Everybody look what's goin'.. You better stop…..

“BLOWIN’ IN THE WIND” sung by Joan Baez, written by Bob Dylan How many roads must a man walk down Before you call him a man? Yes, ’n’ how many seas must a white dove sail Before she sleeps in the sand? Yes, ’n’ how many times must the cannon balls fly Before they’re forever banned? The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind, The answer is blowin’ in the wind. How many years can a mountain exist Before it’s washed to the sea? Yes, ’n’ how many years can some people exist Before they’re allowed to be free? Yes, ’n’ how many times can a man turn his head, Pretending he just doesn’t see? The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind, The answer is blowin’ in the wind. How many times must a man look up Before he can see the sky? Yes, ’n’ how many ears must one man have Before he can hear people cry? Yes, ’n’ how many deaths will it take till he knows That too many people have died? The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind, The answer is blowin’ in the wind.

C. The Counter-Culture Alternative Lifestyle 1) Hippies-- people who rejected cultural norms a) freer fashions, long hair, beads, headbands b) many preached “love not war” 2) San Francisco “Haight-Ashbury St.” -- hippie center for peace and love 3) not all war protesters were hippies and not all hippies were war protesters

“SAN FRANCISCO” BY SCOTT MCKENZIE If you’re going to San Francisco Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair If you’re going to San Francisco You’re gonna meet some gentle people there For those who come to San Francisco Summertime will be a love-in there In the streets of San Francisco Gentle people with flowers in their hair All across the nation, such a strange vibration People in motion There’s a whole generation, with a new explanation People in motion, people in motion For those who come to San Francisco Be sure to wear some flowers in your hair If you come to San Francisco Summertime will be a love-in there If you come to San Francisco Summertime will be a love-in there

“TURN, TURN, TURN” by The Byrds Words-adapted from the Bible, book of Ecclesiastes Refrain: To everything (turn, turn, turn) There is a season (turn, turn, turn) And a time for every purpose, under heaven A time to be born, a time to die A time to plant, a time to reap A time to kill, a time to heal A time to laugh, a time to weep A time to build up,a time to break down A time to dance, a time to mourn A time to cast away stones, a time to gather stones together A time of love, a time of hate A time of war, a time of peace A time you may embrace, a time to refrain from embracing A time to gain, a time to lose A time to rend, a time to sew A time to love, a time to hate A time for peace, I swear it’s not too late

4. Increased drug use to “escape” a) was believed by some that “drugs can free the mind” b) hallucinogens and other drugs became widespread among youth c) Woodstock Art and Music Festival 1) over 300,000+ people attended 2) attendance exceeded expectations 3) police didn’t enforce drug laws 4) the festival was mostly “trouble free”

“THE VIETNAM SONG” FROM WOODSTOCK '69 By Country Joe and the Fish Well, come on, all of you big strong men, Uncle Sam needs your help again He's got himself in a terrible jam Way down yonder in Vietnam So put down your books And pick up a gun We're gonna have a whole lot of fun! And it's 1, 2, 3,What are we fighting for? Don't ask me, I don't give a damn The next stop is Vietnam And it's 5, 6, 7,Open up the pearly gates Well, there ain't no time To wonder why Whoopee! We're all gonna die! Now come on, Wall Street, don't be slow I'll man this war a go-go There's plenty of good money to be made Supplyin' the army with the tools of the trade Just hope 'n' pray that if they drop the bomb They drop it onto the Viet Cong And it's 1, 2, 3, What are we fighting for? Don't ask me, I don't give a damn The next stop is Vietnam And it's 5, 6, 7, Open up the pearly gates Well, there ain't no time To wonder why Whoopee! We're all gonna die! Now come on, Generals, Let's move fast Your big chance is here at last At night we'll go out And get those reds 'Cause the only good commy is one that's dead And you know that the peace can only come When we blow 'em all to kingdom come!

And it's 1, 2, 3, what are we fighting for? Don't ask me, I don't give a damn The next stop is Vietnam And it's 5, 6, 7,Open up the pearly gates Well, there ain't no time to wonder why Whoopee! We're all gonna die! And it's 1, 2, 3,What are we fighting for? Don't ask me, I don't give a damn The next stop is Vietnam And it's 5, 6, 7,Open up the pearly gates Well, there ain't no time to wonder why Whoopee! We're all gonna die! Now come on, mothers, throughout the land Pack your boys off to Vietnam! Come on fathers, don't hesitate Send your sons off before it's too late! Be the first one on your block To have your boy come home in a box! Alright! it's 1, 2, 3,What are we fighting for? Don't ask me, I don't give a damn The next stop is Vietnam And it's 5, 6, 7,Open up the pearly gates Well, there ain't no time to wonder why Whoopee! We're all gonna die! Alright!

5. Increased Drug Related Deaths a) Jimi Hendrix, Jim Morrison, Janis Joplin b) Older, conservative Americans are concerned and begin a “conservative backlash against the young, immoral behavior.” c) Has this drug-culture gone too far? d) Are our common morals and values being lost?

PURPLE HAZE by Jimi Hendrix Purple haze all in my brain Lately things just don’t seem the same Actin’ funny, but I don’t know why ’scuse me while I kiss the sky Purple haze all around Don’t know if I’m comin’ up or down Am I happy or in misery? What ever it is, that girl put a spell on me Help me, Help me Talkin’ ’bout heart ’n’...s-soul I’m talkin’ about hard stuff If everbody’s still around, fluff and ease, if So far out my mind Somethings happening, somethings happening Purple haze all in my eyes, Don’t know if it’s day or night You got me blowin’, blowin’ my mind Is it tomorrow, or just the end of time? Help me,yea-yeah, purple haze, yeah Oh, no help me Purple haze, tell me, baby, tell me I can’t go on like this, Purple haze You’re makin’ me blow my mind...mama Purple haze, Purple haze, no, it’s painful, baby

“THE NEEDLE AND THE DAMAGE DONE“ by Neil Young I caught you knockin' at my cellar door I love you, baby, can I have some more…. Ooh, ooh, the damage done. I hit the city and I lost my band I watched the needle take another man Gone, gone, the damage done. I sing the song because I love the man I know that some of you don't understand Milk-blood to keep from running out. I've seen the needle and the damage done A little part of it in everyone But every junkie's like a settin' sun.

“Ohio” performed by Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young; written by Neil Young Tin soldiers and Nixon coming, We're finally on our own. This summer I hear the drumming, Four dead in Ohio. Gotta get down to it Soldiers are gunning us down “Should have been done long ago.” What if you knew her And found her dead on the ground How can you run when you know? Gotta get down to it Soldiers are gunning us down “Should have been done long ago.” What if you knew her And found her dead on the ground How can you run when you know? Tin soldiers and Nixon coming, We're finally on our own. This summer I hear the drumming, Four dead in Ohio.