
Part three from that entry we are calling “First Snow”. She is still contemplating the fall of civilizations, and what it might be like when America is reduced to ruins and fragments of memory.
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And so I will belong to a dark age, and historians will say “We have few documents to show how the common people lived at this time. Records lead us to believe that a majority were killed. But there were glorious men.” And school children will sigh and learn the names of Truman and Senator McCarthy. Oh, it is hard for me to reconcile myself to this . But maybe this is why I am a girl - so I can live more safely than the boys I have known and envied, so I can bear children, and instill in them the biting eating desire to learn and love life which I will never quite fulfill, because there isn’t time at all, but instead the quick desperate fear, the ticking clock, and the snow which comes too suddenly upon the summer.
-- Sylvia Plath, The Journals 1950
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In spite of being a budding artist, Sylvia can be a little traditional in her attitudes, no? Well, this was long before women started burning their bras. And, yeah, we are talking about Joe McCarthy, the commie-scare guy. I guess he was in the news a lot at the time, along with President Truman. 1950.
On a side note, I wonder what would have happened if Sylvia had Twitter and Facebook. Would it have killed her journal writing? Would she have been content posting cat macros and tweets?