We all want to change the world
Last night, I'm watching this documentary on VH1 Classic called "Imagine: John Lennon." (John was always my favorite Beatle, I sheepishly admit, but not because he was the smart one, but because we shared a name. My only explanation for this superficiality is that I was only 11 when the Beatles played Ed Sullivan. He has remained my favorite.)
Anyway, I'm struck by the journalists on camera. During the famous bagism news conference in 1969, he and Yoko are in bed, half surrounded by reporters, all of whom are in suits. A few are wearing fedoras!
I can understand the discussion about the seemingly archaic times of newspapers in the 70s as shown in "All the President's Men." One great scene is the afternoon budget meeting in a room filled with editors, all of whom are white and male and wearing white shirts and ties and smoking. They're dressed like that, I thought, because they are in Washington, DC, bringing down the president.
The guys -- yes, still, all male -- assigned to cover John and Yoko in 1969 had every reason to dress the part in jeans and workshirts. After all, the famous couple was the epitome of the counterculture. Journalists, out of touch with those they write about. Welcome the rise of Rolling Stone.
Sigh. Maybe we have always been 10 years behind the revolution.
