The generation before mine was accustomed to practice drills in school for what to do if “the enemy” were to drop The Bomb. If you talk to anyone who was a kid in the 1950s and 60s, they will likely be able to tell stories of everyone learning how to hide underneath their schooldesks, and the somewhat paranoid neighbor who built an underground fallout shelter.
Blithely ignorant mainly of such grownup issues during the 70s, I can’t really say what the prevailing worry of that decade was. But during the 80s it was a toss-up between a fear of the U.S.S.R. gaining control over the world, and a nuclear war. This fear was pervasive, and the art, music, movies and literature of the times reflects that.
Jonathan Schell writes, in his article ‘The New Nuclear Danger‘:
On June 12, 1982, 1 million people assembled in Central Park in New York City to protest the reckless nuclear policies of the Reagan Administration and to call for a nuclear freeze. They never assembled in such numbers again–in part because Reagan reversed course and opened nuclear arms talks with the Soviet Union, and in part because, after Mikhail Gorbachev came to power, the cold war began to wind down. The day remains in memory as a reminder of how quickly public concern over nuclear annihilation can arise and how quickly it can evaporate. When the cold war finally did end, nuclear weapons pretty much dropped out of the conscious thoughts of most Americans.
Frank Farkas in his article on the new nuclear threat, says:
I was there on June 12, 1982 with my wife and my 2-year old, now a college graduate. So I was more than routinely interested to learn that a coalition headed by New York State Peace Action had decided to commemorate June 12th on the occasion of its 20th anniversary. What makes the commemoration truly meaningful for me and my generation of peaceniks, and for that matter, for any peace-minded individual, is that it’s much more than just nostalgia.
Most of these things only touched my personal world in peripheral ways. I was involved in activities and organizations that promoted inter-cultural understanding, supported the environment, and were in favor of peace; but it was not a cause nor a passion. In my 20s I paid more attention to the ‘grown up world’, to politics, to impending doom and disasters. I also encountered great music with a political bent, among the artists I’d say my favorite is Midnight Oil:
Midnight Oil has at various times been synonymous with suburban beerbarn angst, green political activism, indigenous advocacy, and musical non-conformism, yet at the same time the band has been a mainstay of commercial radio and an icon of contemporary Australian culture.
Many of the political concerns we faced in the 80s are still of concern today. Looking back 25 years and realizing that however far we’ve come, we still have a long way to go, could be daunting- or we could turn up the volume, and find motivation to make a change in our world.