Strange Days Indeed , by Francis Wheen.
Amidst the chaos Strange Days Indeed is an hilarious and jaw-droppingly revealing chronicle of the Golden age of the paranoid style..
As we are consumed by the heady stench of our own collective meltdown, there is no better guide than Francis Wheen to shine his Swiftian light on the true nature of the era that has returned to haunt us.
Since the Great Crash of our generation barely a week passes without some allusion to that distant decade.
With his brilliantly acute sense of the absurd Francis Wheen slices through the pungent melange of mistrust and conspiratorial fever to expose the sickly form of a decade in which nations were brought to a sclerotic halt by power cuts, military coups, economic anarchy and the arrival of Uri Geller.
Whether it was Nixon\'s demented behaviour in the White House, Harold Wilson\'s insistence that \'they\' (whoever \'they\' were) were out to get him, or the trial of Rupert Bear, it is a story almost too fantastical to be true.
Instead of the optimistic dreams of the sixties he found a world on the verge of a collective nervous breakdown, huddled over candles waiting for the next terrorist bomb, kidnapping or food shortage warning.
Strange Days Indeed tells the story of the decade that a young Francis Wheen walked into having pronounced he was dropping out to join the alternative society.
However, beneath the long hair it was really a theme park of mass paranoia.
The nostalgic whiff of the seventies evokes memories of loons and disco, Abba and Fawlty Towers.
Strange Days Indeed , by Francis Wheen
