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Lost and then Found: A Gen Xer’s journey of intellectual discovery

Ayn Rand once remarked, "There is a level of cowardice lower than that of the conformist: the fashionable non-conformist." This sums up my generation, Generation X, pretty well. Described by most as the "lost generation", Gen Xer's filled the halls of America's universities and embraced the revolutionary rhetoric of the “tenured radicals” who had come to control America’s institutes of higher learning. Following their lead, we went on and out into the world to sell this image of authentic non-conformity as a rejection of our “sold-out” Baby Boomer parents. In essence, we became the fashionable non-conformists and for all our “intellectual” hard work and courage over the past two decades, the best that we could create was the glorification of Che Guevara as a silked-screened image on one of our more iconic cultural mediums, the black t-shirt. More recently, we threw an overwhelming amount of support behind Barack Obama and are now poised to continue our fashionable non-conformity throughout the next decade. To say that I'm over it, is an understatement, I'm totally done with that s@#t! Nevertheless, leaving behind the life you know takes courage and usually comes as a result of questioning one’s more fashionable assumptions. This is a brief story of my own intellectual discovery and what it means to be truly free.  
 
I spent the first 13 years of my intellectual life as a proud member of Generation X. That is if you can call taking bong hits (think Michael Phelps post-eight gold medals) and reading Karl Marx intellectual activity? I thought I was quite the revolutionary. I’m sure you’ve met others like me, I was one of those pro-slacker kids from the early 90’s who earned their B.A. in a soft pseudo-science like Race/Class/Gender Oppression Studies, or Egalitarian-Utopianism (read both as Sociology). I was taught by some of those same individuals who are now card carrying members of the “We are the Ones We’ve been Waiting for” crowd. Sound familiar? It should, it’s become one of the central themes in the undergraduate university experience over the last 25 years.  

Allan Bloom’s “The Closing of the American Mind” was published in 1987; I entered college in 1990 at what seems now to have been the coming of age for a “tenured radicals” (Roger Kimball published a book by that same name in 1990). I did not attend a small eclectic liberal arts college, or an IV League school, I attended a mid-size regional university in the heart of the Southern Appalachian Highlands. This area, which includes my hometown and current home, is historically one of the most conservative areas of the country. Nevertheless, this area was not immune to the force of the fashionable non-conformity and as I look back, it may have in fact been more of a draw for the Leftist missionary-type activities on campus.

During my undergraduate and graduate school days, I walked around campus with my head in the clouds, trying not to embody the role of “white-male oppressor”. Although, I had learned I was and would always be an “oppressor”, regardless of what I thought I knew about myself. Some of my most ardent Leftist professors convinced me that they in fact did know me better than I knew myself. They sold me on the idea that Western Civilization and Capitalism were evil and destructive forces in lives of individuals. For them it was just so retrograde and unfashionable to support such archaic forms of social control (as if the Left understands anything about freedom). I learned that these two forces were responsible for the insidious patriarchal nature of American society and the legacies of racism, sexism, and “otherism.” My professors shared their beliefs openly in the classroom and the only positive credit ever given to Western Civilization was in relation to its influence in producing the enlightened ones, say a Rousseau, Marx, or Marcuse. Again, my professors knew what I needed to know and I was not encouraged or given the opportunity to come to my own conclusions concerning the nature of things, or the issues in the world. To do this would have violated the basic principles of Leftist Professorial Praxis. Their objective was (and still is) to indoctrinate us Appalachian “hill-billies” into their worldview and embrace the more fashionable race/class/gender oppression narrative. It was (is still) their duty to free us poor repressed ignorant young people from our White, Christian, and Conservative influenced stupors.  

In case you haven’t picked up on it, I have moved on from the tired and guilt ridden positions I once held as a revolutionary member of Generation X. For me it wasn’t a “St. Paul on the road to Damascus” type event, but more of an evolutionary process. My journey began prior to the birth of my 1st son, soon after I had read The War Against Boys, by Christina Hoff Sommers and my evolution away from the fashionable non-conformity was set permanently in motion after reading Thomas Sowell’s, “A Conflict of Visions”.

Hoff Sommer’s book forced me to challenge the assumptions that I had held since undergraduate and graduate school. Thomas Sowell’s book broke down both sides of the story. The one thing my professors failed to do in college. A Conflict of Visions provided me with the necessary introduction to the philosophical and political poles that individuals tend to gravitate around. Both Sowell and Hoff Sommer’s books led me to other books, and those books led me to even more books. As I kept reading, the process simply kept unfolding. As I reflect back on what has been (and continues to be) a true odyssey of the mind, I am grateful that I had the courage to confront my fashionable non-conformity and the radical theories taught to me as “Truth” while earning both my B.A. and M.A. This process has helped me to come to my own conclusions regarding human nature, the role of government, and the structure of society. Through careful consideration of my previous beliefs, I have come to realize that I am more aligned with Sowell’s notion of the “constrained” vision. This includes the belief in a limited government, personal responsibility, and a defense of America and its values as expressed by Madison, Jefferson, and Paine, who understood that men are free. If this translates into conservativism, well then so be it. Equality at the expense of liberty is unacceptable in a free society. I will no longer yield my personal sovereignty to those individuals who have a will to power and think they know me better than I know myself.  

My hope with this article is to find more members of Generation X, who are like me, individuals who bought into the fashionable non-conformity of the time and have come to realize that they too were misinformed by those who found it necessary to their cause to only share one side of the story. We continue to live through the decadent legacy of the Baby Boomer generation and their infatuation with the “unconstrained” vision. We have survived their divorces, their narcissism, and their attitudes of buy it now, pay for it later. If this is the promise of those who sacrificed liberty at the altar of equality, then is there any wonder why we are in the state we are in at this moment in our history?

It’s time my fellow Gen Xer’s to wake up and take a long look into the mirror. We are a helluva a lot closer to forty than twenty and we cannot go quietly in the night, while these late-term Baby Boomers (read as President Obama) sing the “redemption song” for the entire “destructive generation”. We are the nation’s next leaders and it’s time for us to come to terms with our responsibilities to ourselves, our families, and our nation. We are free because of the work of individuals who had the courage to embrace the challenges that come with freedom, not the fleeting causes of a fashionable non-conformity. Our contribution to American society will not come from being more radical, or more non-conformist than our parents, but from being far more conformist to the idea that men are free. The future task for us will be to leave American society better than our parents found it and not take our freedom for granted. This will not be realized if we continue to embrace the fashionable non-conformity sold to us during our college years, as well as through the social engineering policies of the current administration. We are the lost generation only because we haven’t found ourselves yet. The time has come for us to be our own search party!

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On Appalachia and being Appalachian...

First and foremost, for the correct pronunciation of Appalachian please go here. Secondly, I'm not a southerner. At least not in that Deep South, ante-bellum plantation sense, nor am I some carpetbagger, who came to this region to exploit its people. I am however, a Southern-Appalachian, which is really something all together different. Some folks like to call us hill-billies, country-bumpkins, backwards-assed rednecks, and the like. And yes, some of us can skin a buck and run a trout line, and of course there are those among us who can even make their own whiskey. Sarah Palin eat your heart out!

However, much to the surprise of the mainstream media, who still find it acceptable (in this era of multi-culturalism) to poke fun at us, we also wear shoes, read books, think intellectually, and care about worldly issues. Although, we are heavily stereotyped, we continue to persevere in spite of theses slights directed toward us. This fact is often over-looked, especially to the left of center, "we are the ones we've been waiting for" crowd, who view us as part of the privileged dominate majority because of our skin color. Well this may help us "pass" at some superficial level, but when we open our mouths, we are automatically relegated to a "lower" status in society, and then when one mentions that they're from East Tennessee, Southwest Virginia, or Western North Carolina, it even gets worse. We are often asked to repeat words, while people laugh, then teased about inappropriate relationships with our family members, accused of being racists, or asked if we could possibly get them some "moonshine". Nevertheless, because we are members of what is called (especially in New Left academic circles) the dominate majority, this "discrimination" is overlooked or justified based on some theory about our past discrimination directed towards minorities. Despite our dedication to be "educated" individuals, people in metropolitan areas very rarely take Appalachians serious, we, after all, don't really have that deep south, gentile, Ret-Butler/Mark Twain, type of dialect that elicits an idea of southern aristocracy. To be sure, we do speak different in these here hills and our dialect sounds foreign, or ignorant. Nevertheless, I have digressed, for I am not here to talk about the injustice wrought on me, my kin, or my region, which is significant, because we don't take to kindly to that type of talk, or belly achin'.

With that said, Appalachians are a hardy group of individuals. We fought the King's rule and "the Indians" to live on this land that no one really wanted (until now). Things don't grow well in rock or on the side of a mountain. Yet, we have persevered and today, most of us carry ourselves with pride and dignity in knowing that we come from one of the most beautiful places on earth. Our region produces people of character, skill, and compassion. Our Ol' Time Country and Bluegrass music continues to grow in popularity, and our region is one of the most visited in the nation. We understand what it means to serve God and Country. We are the descendents of the Overmountain Men, we are the original Volunteers, and a great number of our ancestors fought to preserve the union and end slavery.
 
I choose to live here for many reasons. Mainly, because of the people here, the heritage, and the freedom I have to be who I am and accepted for it. The food around here is pretty good too. Most of us are very friendly, not to say we aren't lacking in problems, for no one city, town, or metropolis is without its problems. Critics of the area point to our lack of diversity. I would ask how they define diversity, or what are the criteria to be considered appropriately diverse and multi-cultural. We have diversity here, maybe not like New York City, or L.A., but we have it. I would question whether those critics have actually spent time in this region, or are they themselves still operating from an accepted stereotype of the southern Appalachian people. Search anyone of us and our genealogy, you will find German, Irish, Scottish, Cherokee, Melungeon, and many others, but because the majority here may be "white" were not considered diverse. Lastly, I question the diversity of cities like New York, or Chicago, where southern-Appalachians are still having to fight, just like other minorities, to be a part of and taken seriously in mainstream society. It's their loss really, for we serve when asked and give more of ourselves when we have nothing else to give. We are Americans and being from Appalachia makes that all the more special.
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