ABSTRACT
It is quite ten year since the stormy beginnings there of worldwide student revolt. Berkeley was the soil of the flower people who then transplanted themselves to San Francisco's Haight-Ashbury and withered on the vine. Novelist-pamphleteer James Baldwin appears to have converted himself from revolution to reform, and the old stormy petrels seem so anachronistic as they operate over still waters. Seven years have elapsed since the assassination of Martin Luther King (the killer is behind bars, but his paymasters have never been unearthed), and it could be that his political star was then waning. Malcolm X's message of blood and thunder was carried forward by Eldridge Cleaver and Stokely Carmichael, and the later (if with more muted Marxian orthodoxy) by Angela Davis. Everybody in America is brought up to count on "more" and more has tended to mean less: less idealism, less materialism.
