Paradox

The Paradox of Our Age...

v We have taller buildings, but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints; we spend more, but have less; we buy more, but    enjoy it less.

v We have bigger houses and smaller families; more conveniences, but less time; more degrees, but less common sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, but more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.

v We spend too recklessly, laugh too little; drive too fast, get too angry too quickly; stay  up too late, get up too tired; read too seldom, watch TV too much, and ray too seldom.

v We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom and lie too often.

v We've learned how to make a living, but not a life; added years to life, not life to years.

v We've been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet the new neighbor. We've conquered outer space, but not inner space; we've done larger things, but not better things; we've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul; we've split the atom, but not our prejudice; we write more, but learn less; plan more, but accomplish less.

v We've learned to rush, but not to wait; we have higher incomes, but lower morals; more food but less appeasement; more acquaintances, but fewer friends; more effort but less success.

v We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more   copies than ever, but have less communication; we've become long on      quantity, but short on quality.

v These are the time of fast foods and slow digestion; tall men and short character; steep profits, and shallow relationships.

v These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare; more leisure and less fun; more kinds of food, but less nutrition.

v These are days of two incomes, but more divorce; of fancier houses, but broken homes.

v These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway  morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do  everything from cheer, to quiet, to ill.

v It is a time when there is much in the show window, and nothing in the     stockroom.

    

Indeed it's all true. Think about it...read it again.