I was very young in the 1950s, from four to fourteen years old. As I remember it, times were simple. Of course there was the lack of responsibility because all my necessities were taken care of by my parents. I had no worries about where my next meal was coming from or the value of my 401K. We were not on the brink of war (although we had recently emerged from the one that was supposed to end all others). There was no national debt to be concerned with and the air was clean The rivers were too. The ocean did not have an area the size of Texas that was covered over with poisonous plastics. That was the world that was left to me. Then my generation came along and changed all that. We are leaving future generations a legacy of pollution, debt, and meanness. I can't help feeling guilty about that and I am frustrated because I want to fix it but see it as a slippery slope from which there is no return.
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