by Regis Boff
My generation has been a disappointment. We have run around for fifty years touting our botox exaggerated vanities and our disheveled common sense, still to this day quarreling about the identical things we argued about a half a century ago.
Our government is a swollen toilet of obstinate ideologies which are purposefully preserved to make us feel we should be somehow respected with age.
We have spent our children into unimaginable debt and are trying to convince them and ourselves that we had no choice but to do it. Meanwhile, the same people who were desperate then are desperate now.
We have given up on common civility, and in a last-ditch effort, we are punishing speech, using the make-believe world of television morality as our blunderbuss and our church.