Arrayed against them as hard-core troops: an elite! the Freud-ridden embers of Marxism, good old American anxiety strata-the urban middle-class with their proliferated monumental adenoidal resentments, their secret slavish love for the oncoming hegemony of the computer and the suburb, yes, they and their children, by the sheer ironies, the sheer ineptitude, the kinks of history, were now being compressed into more and more militant stands, their resistance to the war some hopeless melange, somehow firmed, of Pacifism and closet Communism. And their children-on a freak-out from the suburbs to a love-in on the Pentagon wall.
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In "The Armies of the Night," Norman Mailer discusses the complex societal forces at play during a period of unrest. He describes a group he considers the "elite," depicting them as a mix of embracing Marxist ideology, American middle-class anxieties, and a yearning for technological dominance. This unique blend of views results in a paradoxical response to the war, where these individuals find themselves oscillating between pacifism and a latent communist sentiment.

Moreover, Mailer illustrates how the younger generation, influenced by their upbringing in the suburbs, moves from a place of comfort to expressing their dissent through activism, symbolized by a love-in at the Pentagon. This generational shift highlights a transformation in attitudes toward war and authority, showcasing how historical circumstances have pushed these individuals to adopt more militant stances as they navigate their identities and beliefs in a turbulent political landscape.

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Arrayed against them as hard-core troops: an elite! the Freud-ridden embers of Marxism, good old American anxiety strata-the urban middle-class with their proliferated monumental adenoidal resentments, their secret slavish love for the oncoming hegemony of the computer and the suburb, yes, they and their children, by the sheer ironies, the sheer ineptitude, the kinks of history, were now being compressed into more and more militant stands, their resistance to the war some hopeless melange, somehow firmed, of Pacifism and closet Communism. And their children-on a freak-out from the suburbs to a love-in on the Pentagon wall.
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