One of my first memories was the Cuban missile crisis. I was only 4 yrs old, but I recall hiding under my desk at school, the tension of my parents...
So many messes since then, one after another it seems like. Things got better with the demise of the Soviet Union. I don't think humanity is on the edge of blowing away the whole world anymore.
Little pissant extremeist countries with nukes...that's a concern. North Korea or Iran or some poor Russian sells a nuke to a Bin Laden and it's bye bye New York or London or Paris or Berlin or Rome. Imagine if a moslem extremeist group nuked the vatican...
Seems to me that this generation has a much more confused situation to deal with, and like any grumpy old fart looking at the following generation, I wonder if they have whatever the hell it takes to prevail. Excellent critics however...
For me, I'm 45, my hair is turning silver, my bones ache on cool wet days, and sometimes after a heavy freight night, I'm profoundly weary. I feel that I have lost some of the blind optimism of my youth, and with it my hope for a good outcome.
So many messes since then, one after another it seems like. Things got better with the demise of the Soviet Union. I don't think humanity is on the edge of blowing away the whole world anymore.
Little pissant extremeist countries with nukes...that's a concern. North Korea or Iran or some poor Russian sells a nuke to a Bin Laden and it's bye bye New York or London or Paris or Berlin or Rome. Imagine if a moslem extremeist group nuked the vatican...
Seems to me that this generation has a much more confused situation to deal with, and like any grumpy old fart looking at the following generation, I wonder if they have whatever the hell it takes to prevail. Excellent critics however...
For me, I'm 45, my hair is turning silver, my bones ache on cool wet days, and sometimes after a heavy freight night, I'm profoundly weary. I feel that I have lost some of the blind optimism of my youth, and with it my hope for a good outcome.
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