My daughter asked me that question shortly after turning thirteen (and acquiring the commensurate level of teen angst the age implies). We were just sitting there watching a show about submerged freshwater caves, so the question caught me a little off guard. I stumbled through it as best I could with a quasi-reassuring “No, of course not, there’s plenty of things that don’t suck.” or something like that. I don’t think she bought it, and when I thought more about it later, neither did I. Admittedly I have a habit of what my wife calls “nostalgizing” the past and remembering everything as one great big happy, and maybe I was just in a negative mood, what with the caves and all (damn caves!) but as I sat there thinking about it, as far as the world outside my own little family bubble was concerned, everything just seemed to, well, suck. I don’t want to get into specifics too much because then I start with the unending “When I was a kid…” litany which nobody really wants to hear. It's just depressing to see my kids growing up in a world so different than the one I had. Hmm.. I bet my parents would say that too now that I think of it.
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