Let’s get the apology over with first. Like everyone in my generation (those who lived through the upheavals of the sixties), I feel dreadful about the world we’re leaving you. I myself don’t plan on leaving it soon, but we had the chance to leave you a much better springboard, and we failed.

In July, 2005 Michael Lerner and I (with the help of many others) mounted the first Spiritual Activism Conference on the Berkeley campus. I went up on the roof of the Student Union Building to hang out with the lively youth contingent. As I watched and listened, I was able to identify six things that my peers and I had gotten wrong when, forty-one years earlier, we had agitated for free speech on the plaza below:

  • We felt alienated, if not betrayed by the older generation. Our defiant motto was...

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