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Do You Think The 1950s and 1960s Were Great?
Maybe for some people, maybe not for others
by Linda of

Lots of you might think that the 1950s and 1960s were great, innocent and happy and that everyone got along just wonderfully. It’s not true. Don’t believe it for a minute. People were raping and sexually abusing their kids and people were depressed even then. It was just all hidden. Under the rug. In the closet. Whatever. Nobody talked about the terrible things that were going on in families. Adults were expected to be treated with respect but they were not necessarily worthy of respect!  People were still wanting and wanting and wanting more things. People were not treating their kids with love and respect. Quite often, people were having too many kids and working hard to support them. So they couldn't treat their kids with love.

Back in the 1950s the Second World War had just ended. I don’t want to get into that war and wars in general. But after that everyone was told everything would get better! People would make more money. There would be plenty to eat for everyone in the world! Yeah, right. I read in a college book that because people were so happy at that time, right after the war, they had lots of kids. That's why the baby boom era occurred. Now here we are - the baby boomers - who thought everything was going to get better, but it didn't. And now we're just a bunch of old farts wondering what happened? Or at least some of us are.

Photo: Quartz Crystal
Girls from the 1960s

I feel sick when I think about how things really were back in the day. I was sexually abused when I was little. Some of my cousins were raped and sexually abused. My nieces were raped by their father. One of my nephews was being beat up by his father. One of my sisters was being abused by her husband. Uncles were abusing and raping their kids. I think there were other things going on that even now we don't know about. Nobody talked about it though. I didn’t know any of this was going on at the time. I did know there was something terribly wrong and there were a couple of my uncles I steered clear of, at least I wanted to. Then I was raped several times in my early 20s. I never said anything to anyone. You weren’t supposed to talk about it. So I never did. I think I was in a state of shock for much of my life. I was afraid of men for many years. I went out and became sexually promiscuous in the early 1970s. I didn't talk about it and nobody wanted to hear about it anyway. Sometimes when a woman has been sexually abused she goes into kind of a pendulum swing routine with men. Sometimes being afraid of them for a while and then going the other way and becoming promiscuous. It still happens now. If you've been raped or sexually abused go talk to someone about it. It's always been going on, but now things are more out in the open and you can talk about it. Please do!

One uncle was really strange. He was married to my father's sister. They had several kids. I still remember the cousin who was nearest to my age had her bedroom in a closet. It was a large closet, but it had no windows. She's a little "off". I wonder if that's why. She always teased me horribly when we were young. I think that family was particularly dysfunctional, but then many of them were. Enough of family stuff. I could probably write a whole book about family stuff.

There was no Internet where people could talk about their problems back in the 1950s, 1960s or 1970s. If you went to a psychiatrist, psychologist or therapist then people thought there was something wrong with you. But there was something wrong with the whole society. There still is.

It wasn’t all fun and games back then. Yes, there were a lot of people talking about peace and love and there were love-ins and peace talks and peace demonstrations. But kids were still being bullied and sexually abused and probably thinking of suicide.

Photo: Quartz Crystal
Flower Power

People were not happy. Not deep down inside. They wanted to be. Particularly in the 1960s, people thought about flower power and peace and love and they dressed in colorful clothing, like in the images above.

Anyway, we did the best we could. There's other stuff about me elsewhere on this site.

Started: August 9, 2012; added to September 26, 2012; updated June 25, 2019, Updated more October 2020.

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