Our ancestors were builders and pioneers and mostly fearless. We are regulators, auditors, bureaucrats, adjudicators, censors, critics, plaintiffs, defendants, social media junkies and thin-skinned scolds. A distant generation created; we mostly delay, idle and gripe.Kurt Vonnegut predicted our current malaise in his then-satirical 1961 short story Harrison Bergeron. Vonnegut intended it to be a send-up, not a how-to manual.
As we walk amid the refuse, needles and excrement of the sidewalks of our fetid cities; as we sit motionless on our jammed ancient freeways; and as we pout on Twitter and electronically whine in the porticos of our Ivy League campuses, will we ask: "Who were these people who left these strange monuments that we use but can neither emulate nor understand?"
In comparison to us, they now seem like gods.
Later ... I wonder if Romans who saw their empire stumbling and crumbling felt as I do now? I imagine they must have.