Grotesque Statues of Liberty New York In 1969, the war in Vietnam was still going on, actually it was escalating. Joey Skaggs watched it on TV every night. He was angry. Angry at the U.S. government for being involved. Angry about the killing and maiming of innocent people. Angry at the soldiers his age who had allowed themselves to be used as pawns -- to be a part of the insanity.
He and others like him paid dearly for their beliefs and protestations. Many were disowned by their families. Many were branded cowards by the government and the media. But Joey and his friends thought it was the other way around. The proponents of the war were the cowards. To him they were morally, ethically, and politically depraved. To try to make himself heard, he joined in protests and created his own public events. To many he was just a self righteous asshole. He didn't care. He believed there was a better way of dealing with problems than annihilating each other. And he wanted people to be stopped in their tracks, to think.
After Paul Krassner, editor of the Realist, had photos taken, which he later used for the photo on the back cover of his book, "How a Satirical Editor Became a Yippie Conspirator in Ten Easy Years," Skaggs watched as local kids stuck fire crackers in the statues and blew them up. Which Skaggs decided was a fitting ending to a piece that symbolized the totally unconscious behavior fostered by hatred and war.
Not that there's room for too much optimism -- public sentiment swayed right back when the U.S. engineered a war in the Middle East to combat rising gasoline prices. But, none-the-less, the 60's offered an unprecedented opportunity to the brave and hardy to make a new kind of noise and get noticed.
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