What might turn into my actual supervillain origin story, and for now has me just staring, slack-jawed, is the realization that what gives rise to 60s expressive individualism is the space allowed by a much more robust welfare state and public benefit agenda than anything we've had since.
Like... we HAD nice things.
And then we wanted more of them. Civil rights expansion and codification is definitely nice things.
But people feared that the country was being set on fire to get them.