It's funny that someone revived this topic because the first post I saw on the top of the page was about the Swinging Silents and how they tried so desperately to look "cool" and be attractive to young Boomer women. I was just having this conversation with my friend today about our Silent fathers. My parents divorced in the early 70s, and my formerly conventional just-missed-being-a-GI father suddenly grew his graying brown hair to neck-length, and sported a mustache. His attire became garish and featured such things as wide paisley ties, "stovepipe" (the old fogies' version of bellbottoms) trousers, and even floral swimtrunks. He even took up smoking pot occasionally at parties. (So did my mom, but unlike my dad, she never had a temporary lapse in tasteful fashion sense). My friends' parents, even though they remained (and still remain) married, also went through such temporary cultural insanity.
Austin Powers syndrome (and its female counterpart, Mrs. Robinson syndrome) was everywhere feeling-their-age Silents could be found.
It's like a bug high on the wall. You wait for it to come to you. When it gets close enough you reach out, slap out and kill it. Or if you like its looks, you make a pet out of it.
- Charles Bukowski