Yup. By being alive from WWII through now, I feel very fortunate to have lived through America’s best. Sorry, grand kids. Oh, and here’s what you owe.
I was a Navy Electronics Technician at Keflavik, Iceland when JFK was assassinated. I read Atlas Shrugged as a nineteen year old while stationed there and I could see, even at that age, that it was a prophecy of what lay ahead for this country. Living today is like living in that book in many, many ways.