And our youth, oh youth, are being seduced
By the greedy hands of politics and half truths
The beaten generation, the beaten generation
Reared on a diet of prejudice and mis-information
The beaten generation, the beaten generation
Open your eyes, open your imagination
We’re being sedated by the gasoline fumes
And hypnotized by the satellites
Into believing what is good and what is right
You may be worshipping the temples of mammon
Or lost in the prisons of religion
But can you still walk back to happiness
When you’ve nowhere left to run?
And if they send in the special police
To deliver us from liberty and keep us from peace
Then won’t the words sit ill upon their tongues
When they tell us justice is being done
And that freedom lives in the barrels of a warm gun”
(Mind Bomb)[7]
3. “The Beats” but not down
3.1, the difference between “the Beat generation” and “the Lost Generation”
It is already being compared to that other postwar generation, which dubbed itself 'lost'. The Roaring Twenties, and the generation that made them roar, are going through a sentimental revival, and the comparison is valuable. The Lost Generation was discovered in a roadster, laughing hysterically because nothing meant anything anymore. It migrated to Europe, unsure whether it was looking for the 'orgiastic future' or escaping from the 'puritanical past.' Its symbols were the flapper, the flask of bootleg whiskey, and an attitude of desperate frivolity best expressed by the line: 'Tennis, anyone?' It was caught up in the romance of disillusionment, until even that became an illusion. Every act in its drama of lost ness was a tragic or ironic third act, and T.S. Eliot's The Waste Land was more than the dead-end statement of a perceptive poet. The pervading atmosphere of that poem was an almost objectless sense of loss, through which the reader felt immediately that the cohesion of things had disappeared. It was, for an entire generation, an image which expressed, with dreadful accuracy, its own spiritual condition. "
But the wild boys of today are not lost. They weren’t reluctant to the valueless things of the mainstream of morality, they were addicted in seeing pleasure and making merry, they experienced sorts of degenerate life with curiosity but no destroy. The only thing that could make them believe was the first-hand experience and then the stimulated thought, their minds were distillated in the free body, brought people the courage facing reality.[8]Their flushed, often scoffing, always intent faces elude the word, and it would sound phony to them. For this generation lacks that eloquent air of bereavement which made so many of the exploits of the Lost Generation symbolic actions. Furthermore, the repeated inventory of shattered ideals, and the laments about the mud in moral currents, which so obsessed the Lost Generation, does not concern young people today. They take these things frighteningly for granted. They were brought up in these ruins and no longer notice them. They drink to 'come down' or to 'get high,' not to illustrate anything. Their excursions into drugs or promiscuity come out of curiosity, not disillusionment.
Only the most bitter among them would call their reality a nightmare and protest that they have indeed lost something, the future. For ever since they were old enough to imagine one, that has been in jeopardy anyway. The absence of personal and social values is to them, not a revelation shaking the ground beneath them, but a problem demanding a day-to-day solution. To live seems to them much more crucial than why. Unlike the Lost Generation, which was occupied with the loss of faith, the Beat Generation is becoming more and more occupied with the need for it. As such, it is a disturbing illustration of Voltaire's reliable old joke: 'If there were no God, it would be necessary to invent him.' Not content to bemoan his absence, they are busily and haphazardly inventing totems for him on all sides.
3.2, The Beats and religion
Among those beats, the most vulgar or the voidest, all concern about the faith. [9] Living in such depressed society, people can’t keep their character, or speak for themselves, but the beats were exploring perseveringly and painfully. It’s a miserable course, most of them fall into perplexity, contradiction and disappointed, so at this time Buddhism begin to spread among them, it's an attitude of living without any desire, a philosophy of seizing the hour and making merry in time, all that just accord with the declaration of the generation “rebel without goal, persons who agitate without slogan, revolutionary without guiding principle”. Kerouac, who is the typical person, esteems extremely the Chinese monk Hanshan, pursuing an escape from the weary life. In his work On the Road, the leading role’s family name is Paradise ---- Garden of Eden, and the surname is Sal ---- salvation, all present a return of human nature and distillation of spirit.
This Beat Generation is a religious generation.[10]
3.3, My view on the Beat Generation
“For the study of the Beat Generation in China, it can be pided into two periods. The first one, from the magazine of The World Literature on, which published the earliest comment about the Beat Generation, many critics all put this phenomenon as a typical case, the time in China, the beats were attacked and criticized, and their behaviors were all seemed to depart from the classics, can’t be beard in morality. But the second period, with the flouring sorts of ides from philosophy to literature, people expanded their horizon, and renew the old views, began to treat the Beat Generation in different eyes, the bets aren't so bad as before.”[11]
It is understandable the shock that older people feel at the sight of this Beat Generation is, but at its deepest level, not so much repugnance at the facts, as it is distress at the attitudes which move it. Though worried by this distress, they most often argue or legislate in terms of the facts rather than the attitudes. The newspaper reader, studying the eyes of young dope addicts, can only find an outlet for his horror and bewilderment in demands that passers be given the electric chair. Sociologists, with a more academic concern, are just as troubled by the legions of young men whose topmost ambition seems to be to find a secure birth in a monolithic corporation. Contemporary historians express mild surprise at the lack of organized movements, political, religious, or otherwise, among the young. Everywhere people with tidy moralities shake their heads and wonder what is happening to the younger generation.
Perhaps they have not noticed that, behind the excess on the one hand, and the conformity on the other, lies that wait-and-see detachment that results from having to fall back for support more on one's capacity for human endurance than on one's philosophy of life. Not that the Beat Generation is immune to ideas; they fascinate it. Its wars, both past and future, were and will be wars of ideas. It knows, however, that in the final, private moment of conflict a man is really fighting another man, and not an idea. And that the same goes for love. So it is a generation with a greater facility for entertaining ideas than for believing in them. But it is also the first generation in several centuries for which the act of faith has been an obsessive problem, quite aside from the reasons for having a particular faith or not having it. It exhibits on every side, and in a bewildering number of facets, a perfect craving to believe. Though it is certainly a generation of extremes, including both the hipster and the radical young Republican in its ranks, it renders unto Caesar (i.e, society) what is Caesar's and unto God what is God's. For the wildest hipster, making a mystique of bop, drugs and the nightlife, there is no desire to shatter the 'square' society in which he lives, only to elude it. To get on a soapbox or write a manifesto would seem to him absurd. Looking at the normal world, where most everything is a 'drag' for him, he nevertheless says: 'Well, that's the Forest of Arden after all. And even jumps if you look at it right.'
The variety and the extremity of their solutions are only a final indication that for today's young people there is not as yet a single external pivot around which they can, as a generation, group their observations and their aspirations. There is no single philosophy, no single party, and no single attitude. The failure of most orthodox moral and social concepts to reflect fully the life they have known is probably the reason for this, but because of it each person becomes a walking, self-contained unit, compelled to meet, or at least endure, the problem of being young in a seemingly helpless world in his own way. More than anything else, this is what is responsible for this generation's reluctance to name itself, its reluctance to discuss itself as a group, sometimes its reluctance to be itself. For invented gods invariably disappoint those who worship them. Only the need for them goes on, and it is this need, exhausting one object after another, which projects the Beat Generation forward into the future and will one day deprive it of its beatness.
4. Conclusion
What could we think of these beats? Strictly speaking, they had never done anything with violence, resent and cruelty; they didn’t endanger the public, weren’t the anti-society, or opposed the social values invariably; they just resisted the conservative views which suppressed inpiduality, trampled on human nature.[12] Indeed, they despised the authority, they behaved extremely, but in their heart, they were concerned about the faith and the pursuit much more than others, they were sensitive, got hurt easily, couldn’t stand the depressed and constrained atmosphere so as to begin to oppose the mainstream at last.[13] In fact, they weren’t beaten down; they just insisted on pursuing the ultimate meaning of human nature.
It is essentially a spiritual crisis, an age’s view of values shock a generation. People live hard, and they can’t change the reality, only with an extreme behavior to go on a spiritual exploration, constantly set up a new faith and values in this lost-faith age. Those generations, who are special and present irrelevancy, are assets and bear watching.
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