"It's difficult to imagine a year more ludicrous, or more damaging to the country, in the long term, than 1968.
A year chock full of deluded teenagers, of fatuous slogans, of bombs and sit-ins and bad music and worse films.
A year when everything the country believed in was turned on its head by extremely ill-kempt people who perhaps went a long time between baths. And even longer between shaves. People we should, by rights, have entirely ignored, or just smiled at indulgently.
A year of drugs, violence, "free sex",...the lionising of congenital idiots,...and a multitude of self- styled freedom fighters wearing frankly embarrassing headgear.
If you are looking for a year when things first started to go bad, when the lunatics at last got their grubby paws on the controls of the asylum, 1968 is it.
The remarkable thing is that the half-baked and narcissistic ideologies of that dismal 12 months are still with us, in our schools, in our law courts, in our social services; they have permeated every facet of our lives.
A disrespect for authority, contempt for the family unit, multiculturalism, "yoof culcha" and an emphasis upon rights rather than responsibilities.
A permissiveness and indulgence shown towards every anti-social phenomenon from the use of illegal narcotics to single mothers and suicide bombers ("We really need to understand them better") - all that stuff was forged in the rather tepid British spring and summer of 1968.
And now, as we celebrate that year's 40th anniversary, you can expect to see a parade of its noisome luminaries on your television screens - because 1968 is still a year dear to the hearts of many in the media.”
- From Rod Liddle, writing in The Daily Mail.