posted on Jul, 15 2008 @ 08:36 PM
Hey! Be careful, this type of honesty could offend someone's fragile ego and retard the creative flow of their imagination. And it just might make
them think, and we can't have that, now, can we?
I am actually glad to see what has happened over time. I, too, was born in the '60s ('61 to be exact) and have watched this progress. It began, in
my observation, with the hippie movement, wherein the spoiled brats were thoroughly convinced they knew better than their parents. They believed in
absolute freedom (translation: anarchy) with no consequences for action or inaction. Everything was supposed to be free and shared equally with
everyone else. Established religion and morality was not only questioned, but rather quickly discarded as being too constrictive to freedom of
thought. Capitalism was seen as bondage, and Communism was embraced as the ultimate societal model.
Over the years, Communism on a national scale has failed every time it was tried, yet the intense hatred of Capitalism still exists. I believe this
has led the once-hippies to a position of anger and confusion: anger at the failures of their ideals, and confusion over why this happened. Never once
did they seem to give a moment's thought to the possibility that they could have been wrong.
The 'me' generation came along with everything they could ever want. Science became their religion, filling that void, and it provided all the
luxuries and comforts their hearts could desire. Their parents, those same ex-hippies, were loath to use the tried and true parenting principles that
had reared them, opting instead for a lack of discipline and bribery: be good and Daddy will get you a new sports car.
Now we are reaching the apex of this sad social experiment. The instigators are now in political office and executive corporate positions, supporting
the capitalist system they have always hated. I think there is a subconscious effort on their part to destroy that which provides for them, in a
last-ditch effort to make their lifelong dream of a utopian society reality. But the fruits of their labors, their 'me' generation children, are now
older and part of society as well. And they have different values: too much is not enough, others are taking what should be mine, why should I work to
get the things I want. And between the two groups, our society is beginning its final collapse.
Why am I glad about this? Because, although things will be very tough for a while, reality will win out. My children have been raised the
old-fashioned way, with trials and tribulations and sacrifices that have made them tough and strong. I have encouraged their education since
conception, yet I have resisted the temptation to learn for them. Instead, I allow them to learn from me.
Soon, very soon, there will be no more technological advances to ease the lives of this generation of spoiled weaklings. There will be no more medical
advances to prolong their lives, no more fantastic accessories to entertain them. There will be no one around who has the knowledge or the ability to
conceive, design, and produce them. No one, that is, save for my children and the precious few who were raised as they were.
I never wanted to rule the world. I never thought I would be any good at it. Maybe they will be better at it than I think I would be, because they
will be wolves among sheep, giants among midgets, the cream of the crop. I hope they do a good job of ruling what we leave them, because they will be
the only ones who can.
Everyone else will be too busy learning the lessons in reality that they already know.
P.S.: I say the above not as a boast, but as a warning. May it not be too late to save what our fathers built for our children. S&F.