Woodford; please take this as just a statement of an old man’s personal opinion: No, instead of bleakness and gloom mine is a very bright and exciting outlook. As both a Christian (but absolutely NOT prejudiced against any religion, or lack thereof, that does not threaten others, and especially me and mine) and a member of the Western Cherokee Nation, I believe that our existence is part of a journey and that each one of us does our part. But if only one of my ancestors had learned to knap flint spear points and had taught none of his family or friends to do so then we would still be chasing big hairy elephantine creatures all over the landscape with sharp sticks. Instead, each generation passes their beliefs, morals, prejudices or passions on to the next generation; they build on it and then repeat the process. Thus does mankind progress. But if ONE generation fails in this then all that their forefathers have achieved on a social scale is lost forever. As an example, part of my family did not teach their children the history of our people and the unique elements of that history and their part is therefore lost to all. If this is extrapolated to the community scale, then part of the community’s heritage is lost. This can be projected forward to the national and then global scale. This is called the Ozymandian Paradox that says that no matter what advances anyone, be they monarch or peasant, achieves, it and they are doomed to inevitable decay and loss to later humanity. My personal idea is that the way to circumvent this is to teach your children your cumulative values before you die, which is inevitable. As for myself, my journey has been anything but bleak. Instead, it has been 76 years of absolute enjoyment as we, my wife, friends, family and a few enemies have had, as I always term it, “One HELL of a ride!” And when my time comes I will be able to look back over my whole life and say in truth that there is no one I need to go back and tell that I love them, no one who I have maliciously wronged, no one that I have hurt without just cause, and nothing that I really wanted to do and never tried … often more than once. That does not appear to be bleak at all, at least to me. And part of that is that I have consciously taught what I know to our younger companions on our journey.
Sorry for the sermon, which I will abandon at this point without passing the collection plate, but this is what you get when you cross a philosopher and an engineer. {:>)