Nothing Left © Beat Kuert

All faith in man shaken

Francis Scott Fitzgerald wrote in 1922:

"Here was a generation... grown up to find all gods dead, all wars fought, all faith in man shaken" (This side of paradise)

I've seen the Lost Generation, the Beat Generation, the Hippies and the Punks. All of these generations continue to grow in me. Neil Cassady, Jack Kerouac, Charles Bukowski brought the Beatniks to life, Andy Warhol founded The Factory and Jerry Garcia roamed the world with Grateful Dead, and even the Roaring Twenties still live somewhere in me.

Nietzsche wrote in his poem "Ecce homo" a generation before Fitzgerald "... ever hungry like a flame, I consume myself and glow", and so I  did  feel and could not imagine that there could ever be a generation that would think different. 

But now? Nothing!

Everything that once moved the world dissolved in the digital haze of the Millennials and the Snowflake Generation and suffocated in the swamp of FaceBook and Co. 

Neal Cassady stole a great number of cars in his youth just to conquer his girls, take a spin with them and see them happy. What would he do today in the age of self-driving cars and self-moved women?

There is nothing left that can be conquered, made happy or fertilized.

Cassady's offspring can determine:

"Here is a generation... grown up to find all gods dead, all wars fought, all faith in man shaken!"

The only thing that is still able to move this generation is a virus called Corona!