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I missed my chance to party at Mardi Gras. I never listened to jazz on Bourbon Street. I never saw the French Quarter. And now I never will.

I feel very much like I did after 9/11. New York is my heart and home, but I never even visited New Orleans... and yet I feel the same sense of helplessness combined with an itch to do something useful (without there being much I could usefully do) and an overwhelming dread that this is only the beginning of Very Dark Times.

Has the Fourth Turning arrived? Did Katrina bring it? Some posters over at the discussion forum at FourthTurning.com think so. Of course, many also felt that 9/11 was the flaring of the match. To be fair, it’s an event that will only make its full meaning known in retrospect. But you don’t have to know anything about theories of generational cycles of history to feel -- and to have felt for several years now -- that we were heading to some sort of... something bad. As Strauss and Howe say in their book The Fourth Turning, we’ll know the Fourth Turning -- a crisis on a par with the American Revolution, the Civil War, and the Great Depression/WWII -- is at hand when "Americans will have had enough of glitz and roar, of celebrity circuses, of living as though there were no tomorrow. Foreboding will deepen, and spiritual currents will darken..." Granted, I’ve been depressed and pessimistic for, oh, a couple years now, but things feel that way to me at the moment.

So it feels, on the one hand, in rather poor taste to continue talking about movies and TV and pop culture and other mere entertainments, while people have died and are dying by the thousands along the Gulf Coast, and entire cities and towns are being wiped off the map, and the long-term repercussions to the American economy and society haven’t even begun to make themselves felt. But on the other hand, I don’t think there’s anything "mere" about "entertainment" -- the underlying foundation of my film criticism has always been that movies tell us important things about ourselves, as people and as a society, maybe even sometimes things we weren’t aware of, maybe sometimes things we’d rather not hear. And sometimes they’re just a necessary diversion from hard realities.

Oh, sure, the "celebrity circuses" are ridiculous, and I won’t be sorry to see them go away. (Perhaps the American success or failure of the British celebrity gossip magazine OK!, newly arrived on these shores, will be an indication of whether the American people are ready to leave such silliness behind or prefer to keep wallowing in it.) But one of the reasons I started this blog in the first place was to explore and document the coming Second Golden Age of Hollywood that I’ve been sensing on the wind for a few years. The year 1999 was an extraordinary one for film, a harbinger of what’s to come. As I wrote in early 2000:

Many of my top 11 films [of 1999] were written and directed by under-40 Generation Xers -- and some were the work of under-30s -- and most reflect positive influences of television, music videos, computer games, the point-and-click interconnectedness of the Internet, and an embracing of the dangerous and exciting spirit of the 90s that older folks decry.

The first Golden Age of Hollywood coincided almost exactly with the last Fourth Turning crisis era, which began with the October 1929 stock-market crash and ran through the Great Depression, the New Deal, and World War II. It’s nothing mysterious or supernatural -- just a convergence of social and cultural forces that produces both great civic endeavors and great art. And the next round of both is upon us.

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I think this is the biggest thing to affect the entirety of the US since the Civil War. More than 9/11, which really only effected one city, The City, as some people consider it, this affects millions. I agree with you, Something Bad is headed our way. Will it only affect America, or will it be worldwide?
You're not the only one who can feel something coming. My friends and I may joke about the End Times and have plans on how to survive the Zombie Apocalypse but even before Katrina I was always amazed by how many people from our generation have that same foreboding. It leads me to believe that part of the celebrity circus we see is in part due to people desperately holding on to comfort from the past, trying to deny the chaos they feel coming.
9/11 may have only *directly* affected NYC, DC, and that little town in PA, but the responses to it -- like the PATRIOT Act and the public's willingness to give up freedom in exchange for useless security theater -- did affect the whole country, and continue to affect it. I wonder if one of the biggest affects of Katrina won't be a new recognition of and willingness to do something about the appalling poverty that so many Americans live in. I've been glued to CNN since Monday (I know that can't be good for my mental health), and it's just shocking how many people got stuck in New Orleans because they simply had no means to get out. It's disgusting both that there are so many people so poor that they cannot even muster the resouces to save their own lives, and also that there was no civic plan in place to help them. If the government can take private property to build a damn Walmart, why couldn't it have pressed bus companies into service (with adequate compensation, of course) *before* the storm to get those people out of the city? And perhaps, confronted with the clear evidence of our own collective eyes, we will wonder why so many of these desperately poor people are black. How did we let down so many people? But black or white, the faces of these people speaks volumes about their lives -- they all either have hard faces with beaten-down expressions (the kind that develop over years, not as a response to this one event) and so look way older than they should, or else they're far too young to be in the positions they're in... like all the mothers with babies in their arms, "women" who can't be more than 16 themselves. (One girl on TV yesterday yelling at the camera for help for her and her *3* kids couldn't have been more than 18 or 19.) So while they're certainly going to be long-term economic effects, the social effects may be more dramatic. It could all explode into something violent, a true war between haves and have-nots, or it could be something like a new New Deal... not that I expect Bush to implement anything like that. He's gonna get his Hoovervilles, and then he's gonna get the boot (maybe even before 2008!), and his successor will get stuck with cleaning up his mess.
"It leads me to believe that part of the celebrity circus we see is in part due to people desperately holding on to comfort from the past, trying to deny the chaos they feel coming." That's an excellent point. Perhaps something has to happen so that people can no longer deny reality. Maybe Katrina was it. We won't know for a while yet...
"I missed my chance to party at Mardi Gras. I never listened to jazz on Bourbon Street. I never saw the French Quarter. And now I never will." I read this and turned cold. You put into perfect words the horror and finality of this event. Even beyond the pain of people who have lost so much, and the desolation of entire communities, there is a feeling that something has been lost that belonged to all of us.
Jazz, Blues, Beads, Breasticles, Bourbon St., Boas, Vodoo, French Quarter, Hurricanes(the drink), old graveyards, street preformers and hucksters. N.O. will return but I'm afraid its soul won't, neither will some of its people our inept government deemed inconsequential. The Saints will find somewhere else to march. They always do. Just a little less snap in thier step. R.I.P. Big Easy. You will be missed.
I wish I shared the sense you all have that this is going to somehow Change Things. Already, Rove is back on the case, the media are dutifully pointing the finger at the governor of Louisiana and the mayor of New Orleans, and I'm sure that sometime the middle of next week, just as someone digs up something that John Roberts favors a return to slavery, some white pregnant Christian woman who also happens to be drop-dead gorgeous will disappear, and that will be the end of Rita Cosby's coverage of "the poignant stories of the courageous survivors", and the end of Shepard Smith screaming at Sean Hannity on live televsion. Bush will take a bullhorn and stand on top of a pile of black corpses and say emphatically that "We Will Rebuild." Of course what We Will Rebuild is luxury condos and The Gap and Cold Stone Creamery and a Ritz-Carlton and a Cheesecake factory -- not homes for the people who were displaced. Because after all, why waste a perfectly good opportunity to rid New Orleans of all those Scary NegroesTM? [/sarcasm] It's not going to change, folks. And when the dust clears next November, Republicans will still control everything. Do you honestly think they're going to leave the re-election of Rick Santorum up to something as trivial as VOTERS?
I'm suffering from wilds moods swings, from deepening pessimism that suspects you're absolutely right, Jill, to dare-I-hope optimism that things may change for the better. We won't know for a while yet...
When I was in high school back in the late 1970s, a guy in my science class told me that in 1986, the planets will line up and the Earth would be destroyed by the resulting gravitional forces. And he was serious. He regularly scoffed at "Chariots of the Gods" and other conspiracy books, so evidently he considered this to be serious scientific wisdom. Well, as you might guess, the Earth was not destroyed in 1986 and if the planets did line up, well, they obviously didn't affect life on Earth as we knew it. Since then I've heard the end of the world predicted so much I'm almost in what Joss Whedon might call "The Apocalyse? Again?" mode. (It doesn't help that I live in a city where it's not unusual to spot bumper stickers that read "In case of Rapture, this car will be unoccupied.") Will things change for the worse? I don't know. Will things change for the better? I hope so, but I don't know for sure. I wish I knew for sure, but I suspect no one does. And those who claim otherwise are probably trying to sell you something.... Anyway, all I can do in the meantime is do the best I can to improve the lives of the people I know and hope it has a ripple effect. In the meantime, it's just a fool who plays it cool by making his world a little colder...Or something like that...
For what it's worth, I've been doing a lot of mental jumping into the abyss whenever I consider world events myself. However, when the wind blows north to northwest, I know a hawk from a hacksaw...Or something like that...

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I'm MaryAnn Johanson, writer and editor, and this is my scratch pad, idea-jotter-downer, portfolio and resume, and general hang-out blog.

• film/TV/pop culture critic at FlickFilosopher.com
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