- No clearly defined identity. Long hair or passing the pipe was pretty superficial, ultimately.
- No underlying unity or structure. It’s not like we had a manifesto or membership cards or even paid dues.
- And bad trips. Especially bad trips.
- No reliable leaders or prophets. And definitely no reliable followers.
- End of the military draft. Not that it was the end of the war now, was it? But it turned the heat off the burner.
- Not enough self-discipline. Even before we got to the hard stuff.
- Demands of jobs and families kicked in after all. And since many of ours weren’t like our parents’, we had to keep improvising. There weren’t many guidelines left to follow.
- The soul mate who wasn’t. Or as they say in Zen, what’s the sound of one clap handing.
- Everyone else left. Maybe with your lover.
- The Grateful Dead couldn’t carry the beat forever. Even with all these oldies still hanging on.
What would you add to the list?