I was reminded of this, this morning following an interesting but disturbing debate about drugs. In particular, the debate that is taking place about drug testing. Which is doing nothing but creating false hope that people who take drugs will be safe? They won’t be. The argument that young people will experiment anyway so let’s make it easier for them to pop illegal drugs is absurd. We do that because it’s easier than actually trying attempt to fix the problem. The debate reminded me of our declining standards and the impact that is having on people and our society in general.
It was therefore a timely reminder when The Paradox of Our Age that popped up in my Facebook memories today. Dr. Bob Moorehead wrote this piece, and included it in his Words Aptly Spoken, a1995 collection of prayers, homilies, and monologues used in his sermons and radio broadcasts. On reading it again it struck me that nothing of note has changed for the better in those 24 years. Many would claim with some justification it’s got worse. As a result, our stockroom that was becoming bare in 1995 is now empty.
It was therefore a timely reminder when The Paradox of Our Age that popped up in my Facebook memories today. Dr. Bob Moorehead wrote this piece, and included it in his Words Aptly Spoken, a1995 collection of prayers, homilies, and monologues used in his sermons and radio broadcasts. On reading it again it struck me that nothing of note has changed for the better in those 24 years. Many would claim with some justification it’s got worse. As a result, our stockroom that was becoming bare in 1995 is now empty.
The Paradox of Our Age:
We have taller buildings but shorter tempers; wider freeways but narrower viewpoints; we spend more but have less; we buy more but enjoy it less; we have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, yet less time; we have more degrees but less sense; more knowledge but less judgement; more experts, yet more problems; we have more gadgets but less satisfaction; more medicine, yet less wellness; we take more vitamins but see fewer results. We drink too much; smoke too much; spend too recklessly; laugh too little; drive too fast; get too angry quickly; stay up too late; get up too tired; read too seldom; watch TV too much and pray too seldom.
We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values; we fly in faster planes to arrive there quicker, to do less and return sooner; we sign more contracts only to realize fewer profits; we talk too much; love too seldom and lie too often. We've learned 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 the new neighbor. We've 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 split the atom, but not our prejudice; we write more, but learn less; plan more, but accomplish less; we make faster planes, but longer lines; we learned to rush, but not to wait; we have more weapons, but less peace; higher incomes, but lower morals; more parties, but less fun; more food, but less appeasement; more acquaintances, but fewer friends; more effort, but less success. We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but have less communication; drive smaller cars that have bigger problems; build larger factories that produce less. We've become long on quantity, but short on quality.
These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men, but short character; steep in profits, but shallow relationships. These are times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more leisure and less fun; higher postage, but slower mail; more kinds of food, but less nutrition. These are days of two incomes, but more divorces; these are times of fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, cartridge living, thow-away morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies and pills that do everything from cheer, to prevent, quiet or kill. It is a time when there is much in the show window and nothing in the stock room. Indeed, these are the times!
