I think that when we deal in insults, we destroy any chance of communication. What was intended to be communication, ends up as combat.

When I was young, I saw the discord and prejudice in my parents' generation, and I believed that my generation would get past all that and teach the world to live in harmony, singing folk songs together and enjoying each other's company. I still believe that's the way it should be, but somehow it doesn't seem to be working out that way.

I could hope that my children's generation would finally bring an end to all this discord, but they seem as cynical and combative as my generation has become.

Is there no hope?

-Joe-