My generation never got the future it was promised… Thirty-five years later, cars, air travel is exactly the same. We don’t even have the Concorde anymore. Technology stopped. Where’s my jetpack, my colonies on the Moon? Where’s my flying car?
[ms_label background_color=”#70d628″ ]HAN: Frustration[/ms_label]
Two years ago today, my world changed. In the two years since that awful day, there have been victories and defeats. Mostly defeats it feels like. Except for the one victory that overrules them all. It’s been a hard fought battle. A road with many roadblocks along the way. The fight is not over. But surely to god at some point in time, the fucking bullshit has to end. If only the world and its people would open their eyes occasionally. Things may just get slightly easier for us all.