Comment by Alden C. Sheremata on Monday, Apr 7 at 02:34 PM

I'm an 'Old Rose'; So why change the Channel? Mr. Brokaw is about informed about "What's Happening" here at Home and what was "Going On" as our Brothers and Sisters on the Battlefield" in Vietnam. They have no need to acknowedge what so many of us laid our lives on the line for at the Universities and on the Streets of our cities and towns across the nation. A Point Not To Be Missed. This is most certainly not Negative Feedback; as if we don't pick up on it, what have we got? When we come to face it, we will have won the truth. Mr. Brokaw is welcome to contact an 'Old Rose', and I'll have him. Alden C. Sheremata.

Comment by Scott aka "privymaster" on Wednesday, Dec 12 at 06:59 PM

Is there anybody that loves the sound of his own voice more?????? Plus it was boring.

Comment by Nancy Jones on Tuesday, Dec 11 at 07:44 PM

Mr. Brokaw is always interesting. But besides leaving out the Gay Rights movement from his book, he also omitted an even larger movement, the environmental movement. He and Mr. Rose didn't mention it at all, not one word! Think of the EPA. Think Rachael Carson. Think how much business had to change because of that growing movement. Think of how much our health has benefited from cleaner air and water. Think how much more aware of environmental issues we and our kids are today than in the '50s. Environmentalism should have been mentioned in the interview. Huge omission!

Comment by TABS on Tuesday, Dec 11 at 05:02 AM

Everybody is trying to make sense out of the the "Baby Boomers" coming of age party in the 1960s. The cause of this tumuletous decade of upheaval and change is no real mystery. The stage was inevitably set nearly 20 years before on August 6th 1945.The "Baby Boomers" are the first generation in the history of mankind to ONLY have known a world where man could cause a mass extinction of his own species. That existential aniexity caused the Baby Boomers to question and challenge the existing order of society that previous generations were content to accept. No longer did the old order apply in this new uncertain world where tommorow might never come. This new frenetic dynamic has been the hallmark of the "Baby Boomers" lives. Therfore to call this first generation of uncertainity the "Baby Boomers" is a misnomer, they should be called the DUCK AND COVER GENERATION.

Comment by keith.d on Tuesday, Dec 11 at 03:43 AM

I was happy to hear Mr. Brokaw struggle over the obvious oversight in his leaving out the gay rights movement in his book, even though he attempted to diffuse the criticism by calling those who raised the question 'activists.'

Comment by AJ Stevens on Tuesday, Dec 11 at 03:02 AM

Charlie's conversation with Tom Brokaw surely harked back to a pivotal historical time, a time when the hierarchy of values was to undergo severe turbulence in this country. 1968 was the year that I graduated from high school and it featured a mighty clash of patriotism and idealism in severe cognitive dissonance .In my elite high school clique, athletic and scholastic virtue - aretology - was the ideal, which we pursued quite lazily really, as there was no local competition. Mundane pursuits, such as competently calling the play-by-play of the football game were not held in high esteem. Tom mentioned Bob Costas in the conversation, and so I will mention that my sisters knew both him and his siblings and thought them unimpressive, and since he was an underclssmen involved in ancillary pursuits, he never appeared on my personal radar as a person of interest. He may very well have begun his career with statements such as "Stevens carries, picks up four yards". Something went awry in '68, and it enabled Bob to become more important than the game, the ideals and the poetry of the time. The Bohemian coffee shop precursors of rap have become "unpersons" in the "Ministry Of Truth" and have essentially been deleted from the new truncated reality. Bob has flourished. Does anyone even read or remember the poetry (other than pornograghic) anymore? It was once commonplace to cop a role and try to say something, but all of a sudden the ocean we all swam in disappeared. The opportunity for justice and positive change just seemed to slide away. Perhaps there really is a Law of Conservation of Good and Evil after all : nothing changes, but is merely reshuffled. As someone once said: "I put up some posters to explain my position but the winter didn't care, blew them down , pushed patched quilts of tombstones knocked flat into private corners of public places where wetness swelled the mass, evinced wood pulp to hoov'ed feet, annoyed, squeezed the message out on cement and let it lay, stippling impressions of its own on the underside. I watched helplessly, tried to rescue vision from the the Tower Hall crowd , who looked at me like I was crazy or something, stuffing soggy paper in a pocket alter and smiling, matched Church music in Gun litany for an answer. And as ink stained white fiber I gasped and hesitated, sensed a nexus passing cast me adrift". We are still adrift in the wine-dark sea, somewhere between Scylla and Charybdis..