I saw the best minds of my generation...
I reached a chapter in The Fifties today that I actually found enjoyable...I don't remember which one...twenty something, maybe? It's all about The Beats, and The Beat Generation...Kerouac, Ginsberg, etc. It was a little oasis in the desert that is The Fifties, and surprisingly so. Many who know me are quite familiar with the fact that I am not fond of emo. But that's essentially what these guys are...Jack Kerouac is as emo as it gets. But for whatever reason, it appeals to me. I don't know why, but I liked it.
The only other chapters in the book that held my interest so far were the chapters on McDonald's (ha) and Levittown.