We sent a Privately financed rocket to space with a car on it yesterday, yet we sit on an internet forum, talking about men getting manicures. Let that sink in for a second…
Well, the cynic in me would say they sent an unmanned rocket to space because they couldn’t find any real men like John Glenn or Jim Lovell to man it.
Look, this is partially tongue in cheek, but I do worry that we’re developing an unhealthy fixation on self-pleasure these days and becoming a self-indulgent society of me, me, me. That’ll only go one way.
When the #1 cause of death for people between the age of 20 and 50 became opioid overdoses it seems like we’ve got some real issues with self control. It is rapidly approaching the point where if you draw up a list of 20 friends/acquaintances, at lest one of them will currently be an addict.
I don’t really think the end is near. If Koivu scores in 2 games in a row, I reserve the right to reconsider. I’d rather we didn’t flirt with the end or even the beginning of the end without doing something about it.
Grouse