Optimists be cautioned

I am worried. Not for me, but for my grandchildren and
I am worried that as American’s we have lost our passion and voice.

I am worried that ‘Generation Y’ is not asking the simplest, yet most powerful question ‘Why’, as our predecessors have. 

I am worried that we have the tools for so much, and the restraint for so little.

I am worried that like a young, spoiled child…we need a spanking.  

And like a spoiled child, no one is there to give it to us. That is until we leave our gated neighborhood to realize the rest of the world wants this life more than we do.

I am worried we have seen the best of America.

The amount of guilt we should feel, if we are the generation which allows the slogan, “American made” to sail off into the distant sunrise of the East, is tremendous. 

People sacrificed everything for an opportunity at freedom of speech, something my generation has known nothing different than. 

Rather, my generation gets paid to share opinions and are now surrounded by the constant Tweeting and sharing of thoughts.

We can look up how to make an atomic bomb in under 1-second from our phones, but only have the attention span for ‘LOLcatz’ comics.

In order to increase this focus time, we are prescribed ‘necessary’ amphetamines rather than figure out what makes you want to focus.  It seems we need a change of heart, not a change of policy.   

I am so worried.