The summer of hate

Those of us who are somewhat past puberty remember the Summer of Love. How much
we recall depends on what we each ingested recreationally but the consensus is
that it did happen.

It defined a generation, but for those who missed out, a little background: It
was actually spread over two years of sex-drug-and-rock-and-roll, from the 1967
release of the Beatles’ incredible “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band”
album to the musical glory and excess of Woodstock in 1969.

The epicenter of this earthquake was San Francisco, specifically in the
neighborhood around Haight and Ashbury streets, which became a magnet for all
things hippie, a beacon for romanticized tolerance.

Sadly, the flowers in the air have turned poisonous. In the bad trip to Now,
the times have been a-changin’, and here we are in the Summer of Hate.

Instead of New Agers, it’s the Dark Agers who have the spotlight. Rather than
Aquarius, it’s scariness for them.

They are having a field day. As the political slime season unfolds, they can
target gays and Muslims and immigrants of color. The news has already handed
them a trifecta of winning issues, if by “winning” you mean stuff that can be
exploited by shameless panderers.

Their latest “victory” came in California, where a federal judge has overturned
the state’s ban on gay marriage. And, yes, the loss IS a victory in the
wrong-is-right world of politics, because it sends juices flowing through
narrow minds.

We now can count on desperate right-wing candidates falling all over themselves
to trumpet their holy-war calls for a constitutional amendment defining
marriage as strictly a he-and-she thing.

But when it comes to Constitution trivialization, they have nothing on those
who favor dropping the 14th Amendment’s clause that grants citizenship to
anybody born here, without regard to the parents’ status. It was put there in
part to protect the descendants of slaves, but in these nasty times, foul is
fair game.

Is that the same John McCain who was once the moderate voice on immigration
policy? Apparently all it took was his tough reelection campaign to jettison
that principle and declare that the cruel idea is worth considering.

Muslims always get a chapter in the Haters Handbook. Ironic, isn’t it, that it
was McCain’s running mate, Sarah Palin, who popularized the word “hater,” considering
she’s the one out there calling plans to build a mosque near the 9/11 site in
New York a “stab in the heart.” That’s another entry in the reactionary hit
parade.

The Summer of Love is history now, so much so that a clever headline-writer
called the 40th anniversary in the “Haight” the “Summer of Love Handles.” Now
we need to get a handle on the Hate.

Visit Mr. Franken’s website at www.bobfranken.tv.