We have taller buildings but shorter tempers; wider freeways but narrower viewpoints; we spend more but have less; we buy more but enjoy it less; we have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, yet less time.
We have more degrees but less sense; more knowledge but less judgement; more experts, yet more problems; more gadgets but less satisfaction; more medicine, yet less wellness; we take more vitamins but see fewer results.
We drink too much; smoke too much; spend too recklessly; laugh too little; drive too fast; get too angry quickly; stay up too late; get up too tired; read too seldom; watch TV too much and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values; we fly in faster planes to arrive there quicker, to do less and return sooner; we sign more contracts only to realize fewer profits.
We talk too much; love too seldom and lie too often. We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life; we’ve added years to life, not life to years. We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor.
We’ve conquered outer space, but not inner space; we’ve done larger things, but not better things; we’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul; we’ve split the atom, but not our prejudice.
We write more, but learn less; plan more, but accomplish less; we make faster planes, but longer lines; we learned to rush, but not to wait; we have more weapons, but less peace; higher incomes, but lower morals; more parties, but less fun; more food, but less appeasement; more acquaintances, but fewer friends; more effort, but less success.
We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication; drive smaller cars that have bigger problems; build larger factories that produce less. We’ve become long on quantity, but short on quality.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, but short character; steep in profits, but shallow relationships. These are times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more leisure and less fun; higher postage, but slower mail; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.
These are days of two incomes, but more divorces; of fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, cartridge living, thow-away morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies and pills that do everything from cheer, to prevent, quiet or kill.
It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the stock room. Indeed, these are the times!
~Written by Bob Moorehead
Makes you want to weep….
And what next ? All of the one and none of the other ? Have we reached the point of no return?
We need to get back, as the Beatles put it.
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Wow that was great. You know this weekend my son and I filtered his room. He can’t focus on anything. I am thinking medicine but I have to try everything first. We tossed over half his toys to provide clarity so he can enjoy want he has not waste time finding it. More is not better!!!!
My sons both had trouble focusing cause of video games and the computer. We cut both out, no computer activity or video games at all. With their free time they would draw, read… my eldest got into baseball…
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This is so Americans today it’s sad. How do we get back to what is truly important?
People used to be more creative. Learning a musical instrument, joining the boy scouts, cooking meals, sewing, building things even just going fishing all require a focusing of attention. People today have their consciousness fractured instead of whole. Have you read flow: the psychology of optimal experience? I recommend it.
Wow. Really eye opening, and almost makes me ashamed! This sort of writing makes the case for a minimalist lifestyle, and also makes you realize “the good old days” is not just a rundown cliche. It really was a time and place we’ll never get back.
Very nice post Chris… I actually felt like it’s poetry 🙂
Hey, thanks (((Ola))))
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Simply lovely and sadly true. We seem to forget that our only irreplaceable resource is time and the only irreplaceable gift we can give is love. As your piece so poetically hammers home, humanity is losing itself and I witness this every day in the students I attempt to teach to think. In the next life, I think I would like to return as a Springer spaniel as th hey seem to have mastered the art of living a brat life!