The Hope of Tomorrow

Looking back to the 1940s when America was embroiled in a World War, those days were special. Special, because those of us at home were more saving, rationing sugar and flour, making dresses out of flour sacks, and collected iron and metal for airplanes and tanks. During the daytime, we played, visited and gathered around the radio in the evenings. We were friends then. Freedom from tyranny was desired by all; and every family sent their sons into battle. And we all looked forward to a better tomorrow . . . a time of world peace and love.

After the conflict, we went to work implementing our creativity by inventing practical and useful techologies. As machinery did away with generations of manuel labor, we adjusted with the times. But who would have imagined that computers, or an Internet system that would connect billions of people, would also be a source of conflict, hatred and the demise of the human spirit? Our hearts were kind. How did we let this happen to ourselves?

The years passed and the pace of brilliant technical progress sped across every community with varied communicative fibers and cables, and finally with satellites in the blue skies overhead. Yet the wealth of our great new industries and inventions created “influencers of contention” in social networks and media. Like a bitter pill, these networks “too large to fail” spread their wings and consumed too much, even our sports, personal opinions and health matters. The big corporations of today are all about money, friends.

Is it too troublesome to remember better times….when we gave our sons to a World War for one thing . . . . and the love of our personal freedom?

Did we lose ourselves somewhere in the frey? You know, the “ourselves” that is kind, compassionate, friendly and loving?

What will our “tomorrow” be like?