The Golden Age Problem
We drove down to Imnaha, Oregon the other day. Imnaha is a tiny, little town on the remote eastern side of Wallowa County. And since Wallowa County is itself pretty remote, up in the far northeastern corner of Oregon, Imnaha is, you might say, remote squared.
Still, it’s a picturesque little place on the beautiful Imnaha River with a tiny post office, a small elementary school, and a little store/ tavern where you can get an update on the annual rattlesnake contest (who has dispatched the biggest snake this year), and read funny signs like, “Beer . . . because your friends just aren’t that interesting.” And the Imnaha Canyon lands, which are just now as green and lush as I’ve seen them, are gorgeous.
At the store/ tavern they have a couple TV’s that are tuned to a station that runs all westerns all the time. That means the programming is from the 50’s when men were strong, women were good looking, kids were perfect — and everybody who mattered was white, straight and righteous. If you’re wondering what “Making America Great Again” really means, it’s right there in black and white. Of course, this version of American greatness is more fantasy than reality. The 1950’s also meant segregation, McCarthyism and the Cold War.
Still, the narrative of 1950’s America, refracted through the prism of westerns, became the norm for “the real America.” As such, it has a hold on us that may be crippling. At least that is the argument of Yuval Levin, a writer whose work I admire. Levin has a recent Op-Ed titled, “Why Are We Still Governed By Baby-Boomers and the Remarkably Old?”
And it’s not just Joe Biden who is old. Trump is too. So are Nancy Pelosi (82) and Mitch McConnell (80). Senators Diane Feinstein and Chuck Grassley are pushing 90. Hey, I like old people and boomers as much as the next guy (being one of the them myself), but Levin has a point. A time comes to move over and move on (way to go Stephen Breyer), and for most of these people it happened a decade ago, or more.
But Levin’s argument goes deeper than noting how old many of our nation’s leaders are. He argues that there’s a narrative operative in our culture that treats the post-war period as a norm — a golden age — that is a problem in all sorts of way, not least that by constantly looking back to those good old days we blind ourselves not only to what wasn’t good about them, but that we are focused on the imagined past not the real present and future.
“Above all, though, our boomer sense of ourselves keeps us from orienting our society toward the future, and contributes to a broadly shared sense of despair about our country that is neither justified nor constructive. Our politics should prioritize planning for greater national strength in the medium term, but we can hardly expect quarreling octogenarians to have that future clearly in mind.”
Levin has lots more to say. I encourage you to read his entire piece.
The problem of the Golden Age? After it, nothing else compares. Nothing else is good enough. You may be doing great work but . . . it’s not like it was.
If you are part of the tribe known as “mainline Protestant” this is not news. The post-war era was our time of cultural dominance, our “golden age.” We were the default religious option. We had huge youth programs, tons of kids in Sunday School. Presidents, like Dwight Eisenhower, were deferential to us. In 1954 Ike laid the cornerstone of the “Inter-church Center,” the mecca of ecumenical Protestantism, a.k.a. “the Godbox,” and urged everyone to “attend the church of your church this Sunday.”
So when things started to change and go south for those churches/ denominations in the 70’s the solution for way too long was always some version of a return to the Golden Age. “If we just get the right minister,” “put the right program in place . . .” happy days will be here again.
If Levin is right that Golden Age myth still has a grip, not just on the churches, but on the whole country through its octogenarian leaders.
The playwright, Tennessee Williams once observed, “Success and failure are equally disastrous.” Beware the Golden Age, the Good Times, the Happy Days.
For many of us who grew up in the fifties and sixties we took, as people are inclined to do, our childhood as a norm for how life is supposed to be. As such it gave many of us an unrealistic picture of what to expect of life. It taught us to think, for instance, that things would always get better, year after year, decade after decade, as “Progress” unfurled its banner ever more widely. The idea was that we were on the cusp of a new and improved humanity. It may be enticing to hear, but it doesn’t prepare you well for the real world where sin and evil have a remarkable persistence.
Levin, happily, doesn’t fall into the old canard about “the youth are our hope.” In fact, he says “the youth,” Gen-Z for the moment, are as unhelpful as the old. He counsels looking to the middle-aged. Two cheers for Gen-X and older Millenials. Your time has come. And the grip of the old westerns, and the fantasies they funded, are way past their “sell by” date.