The Mess We Are Leaving

That question has been sitting heavily with me. A recent conversation with my brother brought it back into focus, and I will be honest, it made me sad.

The children of today, your children and mine, cannot live the childhood that my brother and I lived. Yes, we worked hard. We did not have it handed to us. But hard work led somewhere. You could see results. You could build a life step by step and feel the ground under your feet.

Times are different now.

There are still opportunities. There is still money to be made. Businesses can still be built. People can still grow and create, even in the messed-up world we are living in. I believe that. I am not blind to it.

Let Us Stop Lying To Ourselves.

Very few of our children will own homes.

Very few will buy apartments without crushing debt.

Very few will live the kind of stable life that you and I grew up with.

For me, the 80s and 90s hold good memories. My family worked hard and we got results. There was a link between effort and outcome that felt real. That link is thinner now, and for our grandchildren, I am afraid it may be almost gone. I hope I am wrong. I hope I am terribly wrong. But it is hard not to notice how every dystopian movie ever made feels less like fiction and more like a warning we ignored.

This Is Not Fear Mongering.

This is an observation… I am a positive person. You know that. But positivity does not mean pretending things are fine when they are not. A single conversation made me look back at how we grew up and then look at how this generation is growing up.

Confused.

Overstimulated.

Pulled in every direction.

Social media has become a mental meat grinder. Fake news and real news blend into one loud mess. Clickbait rewards outrage. Influencers with no real knowledge push opinions on fitness, food, religion, history, and basic health as if they are facts.

One day, this is good for you.

The next day, it will kill you.

That alone is enough to fracture a young mind.

If you and I struggle to make sense of what is happening in the world, how is a teenager supposed to? How is a child meant to understand political agendas, cultural division, and ideological pressure when even adults cannot agree on reality?

Leaders push agendas.

Educators push agendas.

The media pushes agendas.

Everyone is selling something.

And the cost is clarity.

I Am Not Depressed.

Yet this is depressing. That is why I am writing this at midnight. It needed to come out. I do not usually share thoughts like this publicly, but this one matters too much to keep private. We are raising children in a world that cares only about today. Likes today. Money today. Power today. Nobody wants to think ten years ahead, let alone fifty.

We consume.

We distract.

We argue.

Then we act surprised when the next generation feels lost.

I want to believe people will wake up. I want to believe logic will return. That we will fix what is broken and move forward with ideas that serve humanity instead of ego.

But if history teaches us anything, it is this.

Humans are very good at repeating mistakes.

We care deeply about now and almost never about later.

That is the part that scares me.

Not that the world is broken.

But we know it is broken and keep going anyway.

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