The Golden Age

The zenith of human civilisation came in the late 1950s, the car fins tell the story. Take a look at the 1959 Cadillac, Chevrolet, Plymouth. 1959 was the pinnacle of everything the human race has achieved in the history of time. The golden age. (the end of the Golden Age) 1959 was the top of the mountain.

1959. Sixty years ago, when everything that glistened was, in fact, gold, you know, different to today when it is tin being passed off as something special by the marketing department.

And we have been going backwards ever since. A slow and gradual decline, to today where we have our fingers in our ears and we are screaming “LA LA LA LA LA LA,” louder and louder as each Antarctic ice shelf breaks off and disappears forever.

But, back in 1959, car fins were this big. (Arms held out as wide as one can go) mum and dad were all smiles, at least on the surface, and opportunities were boundless for little Johnny and little Jane, well Jane, not so much, when they left school and entered the world. As long as you were white, middle class and heterosexual, life was a dream.

We all left on a jet airliner, dazzled by its brilliance.

Barbie was born, for god sake.

We first see Mr Squiggle.

The Mini is launched.

Bonanza and plain paper copies are launched.

It was the year the music died.

We enter the twilight zone.

Pantyhose are launched.

Skirts were full, jeans were narrow, morals were high, or at least they were seen to be.

That was when the sun shone and the days smelled like peach ice cream.

The pinnacle of the civilisation mountain.

And, the first HIV death. Is that symbolic of society being infected…

It has been a gradual shit show ever since. The rich have seen to that. Planned obsolescence, greater inequality, starvation, famine, hate. Wars to sell ammunition. People collateral damage to the wealthier.

The golden age passed years ago, and we have been scrambling for a better existence ever since.

And now we have ever start to regress. Climate change denial, anti vaxxers, flat earth's, support for authoritarian politicians, let’s face it, even vinyl records, we're going backwards. We are going backwards. we are de-evolving. We're like the Tasmanian Aboriginals, we are losing the art of making fire. (even if the Tasmanian aboriginals didn’t lose the art of fire, it is too good a metaphor to pass up)

We are now denying our demise on a global scale. We are now at the beginning of the end.

Our parents and grandparents saw the best the world had to offer.

For the first time, future generations are going to have lesser lives than the generations that came before them.