Life was simpler a hundred years ago. But it was shorter, too. Do you think these folks on a warm July afternoon at the Chautauqua grounds in Stratford, Iowa gave a shit? I suspect not.
For all the angst and anguish of 21st century life, I wouldn’t give it up. But I would also like to retrieve some what we’ve lost in order to get here.
Does every “old person” crave an imagined past that never may have been?