I attended college during the years when protesting America’s involvement in the war in VietNam primarily comprised curriculum. As I recall, most of us didn’t understand the war. Who was fighting who for what reason was beside the point. We protested our country for being IN such a terrible mess.
I think some students found in protest what they had been seeking – a valve opened to emotional bursts, an excuse to vent, fume, fist-shake, grieve deep, experience what righteousness and outrage feel like.
In this respect, we studied an adolescence-based curriculum. It is beyond sad that it was a war that provided such a thing.