Seems to be the way of things. It's a wonder that we who see how the world is going to hell, don't walk around in a constant cloud of depression. What our forefathers took many generations to build is dying off in a handful of years. The only thing I can figure to do is to live it one day at a time, hoping for the best and preparing for the worst. After all, above everything else we have to take faith in that one day it will either be stone-age time or everything will be good again.