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Isn't it amazing
that George Carlin - comedian of the 70's and 80's -
could write something so very eloquent...and so very
appropriate.
The paradox of our time in history is
that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider
Freeways , but narrower viewpoints. We spend more, but
have less, we buy more, but enjoy 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, yet 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, stay up
too late, get up too tired, read too little, 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 hate too
often.
We've learnt 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 a new neighbour. We 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
conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write
more, but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less.
We've learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more
computers to hold more information, to produce more
copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion,
big men and small character, steep profits and shallow
relationships. These are the days of two incomes but
more divorce, 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 showroom window and
nothing in the stockroom. A time when technology can
bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose
either to share this insight, or to just hit delete...
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