What a great thing to post this stuff. People have no idea how far we’ve fallen. This is from just two years before I was born.
Took my wife out to dinner for her birthday last night. We started reminiscing about various aspects of life when we were growing up: being able to go anywhere as kid to play and explore, real food, family gatherings where people TALKED to each other and entertained each other. And later, what a joy it used to be to hop on a plane and go somewhere, without being groped or having to be at the airport hours in advance to clear security.
I know what this must sound like, but I’m not apologizing. My wife’s from Iowa and clear as a bell on quality-of-life issues. She says that without a doubt, things aren’t “better” now, that so much more is worse. The kids have no idea. No fucking idea at all.
You know, I say that almost every day myself, whenever I hear of the latest atrocity: “These are the good old days…” But of course I mean that ironically, meaning that things will get worse before they get better. :-(
What a great thing to post this stuff. People have no idea how far we’ve fallen. This is from just two years before I was born.
Took my wife out to dinner for her birthday last night. We started reminiscing about various aspects of life when we were growing up: being able to go anywhere as kid to play and explore, real food, family gatherings where people TALKED to each other and entertained each other. And later, what a joy it used to be to hop on a plane and go somewhere, without being groped or having to be at the airport hours in advance to clear security.
I know what this must sound like, but I’m not apologizing. My wife’s from Iowa and clear as a bell on quality-of-life issues. She says that without a doubt, things aren’t “better” now, that so much more is worse. The kids have no idea. No fucking idea at all.
Yes, and not only don’t they have any idea, as things get even worse, they’ll stupidly look back at *now* as “the good old days.”
You know, I say that almost every day myself, whenever I hear of the latest atrocity: “These are the good old days…” But of course I mean that ironically, meaning that things will get worse before they get better. :-(