To act the part of one who is insane, one can get to know the insane.
But what is insanity?
Have you ever visited an insane asylum?
What is the absence or opposite of insanity?
Two recent events have bummed me out — the loss of the political party of my parents in national elections and the recent spy movie called “Skyfall.”
Both imply that the generation which raised me has passed the torch to a generation that has been labeled the “Me” Generation and the Baby Boomers, allegedly including myself.
The next generation, as exemplified by a recent restaurant server of ours who reminded us of the character Mr. Humphries in “Are You Being Served?” and knows neither Benny Hill nor “Monty Python and the Holy Grail,” will have to decide for itself what of my generation is worth perpetuating.
For them, a “war” on foreign soil must seem normal, having experienced sensational news headlines about the continuing war on terror in countries like Iraq, Afghanistan, Pakistan, Yemen, Somalia, etc.
For some of them, the phrase “7/7” or “9/11” will seem as old-fashioned as “Remember the Alamo,” or “December 7th, 1941…a date which will live in infamy.”
The old wars of military might have not completely faded away but new wars — cyber, financial, cultural — pick up the pace.
With Stephen Covey dead and gone, will anyone in the new generation know what a win-win situation is?
What about insanity?
How much of any one generation (generation being a label, of course, that generalises, not always accurately) is insane and is carried on by the next one?
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