Sherry Chandler

A New Generation?

from TomDispatch:

I’m now 63 years old and increasingly feel as if my 1950s childhood came out of another universe. Sometime in August, I ran into a “kid” — maybe in his early thirties — employed by a consulting firm to do what once would have been the work of a federal government employee. He gamely tried to explain the sinews of his privatized world to me. As he spoke, I began to wonder whether he was interested in working in the federal government, not just as a consultant to it. To ask the question, I began explaining how I had grown up dreaming about being part of the government — the State Department, actually. It seemed to me then like an honorable, if not downright glorious, destiny to represent your country to others. It was a feeling that left me deep into the 1960s when I had, in fact, already been accepted into the United States Information Agency (from which I would have, a good deal less gloriously, propagandized for my country). It was only then that anger over the Vietnam War swept me elsewhere.

I told the young consultant that, when young, I had dreamed of doing my “civic duty” and his eyes promptly widened in visible disbelief. He rolled that phrase around for a moment, then said (all dialogue recreated from my faulty memory): “Civic duty? No one in my world thinks about it that way any more.” He paused and added, hesitantly, “But I might actually like to be in the bureaucracy for a while.”

That was my moment to widen my eyes. What I once thought of as “the government” had, in the space of mere decades, become “the bureaucracy,” even to someone who would consider joining it — and, the worst of it was, I knew he was right. This was one genuine accomplishment of a quarter-century-plus of the Republican “revolution” (and the Clinton interregnum).

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