Paradox of Age
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, but less time;
We have
more degrees, but less sense;
more
knowledge, but less judgment;
more
experts, but more problems;
more
medicine, but less wellness.
We drink
too much,
smoke
too much,
spend
too recklessly,
laugh
too little,
drive
too fast,
get too
angry too 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 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've
learned to rush, but not to wait;
we have
higher incomes; but lower morals;
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;
we've
become long on quantity, but short on quality.
These
are the times of fast foods and slow digestion;
tall
men, and short character;
steep
profits, and shallow relationships.
These
are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare;
more
leisure and less fun;
more
kinds of food, but less nutrition.
These
are days of two incomes, but more divorce;
of fancier
houses, but broken homes.
These
are days of quick trips,
disposable
diapers,
throwaway
morality,
one-night
stands,
overweight
bodies,
and pills
that do everything from cheer,
to quiet,
to kill.
It is
a time when there is much in the show window
and nothing
in the stockroom.
Indeed
it's all true.
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