ABSTRACT
Californians are telling each other confidently that the bulk of our young people is sound and that the new bohemia in our midst is simply another manifestation of the fringe that has always seemed to cut a little deeper into West Coast communities than elsewhere. Quite naturally, since the ways of bohemia furnish lively dinner table talk, there is a good deal of anecdotal conversation about them; but the talk is light, for the most part, and the socially accepted attitude toward the phenomenon is summed up in some such generalization as: “After all, it's only a small minority and this is the postwar. You've got to expect something like this after a war. It always happens. Remember the twenties.”
