"**Why, in America: where the roads are already paved, the crops are already sewn, the schools are already built and the factories are already tooled... why does it get harder and harder and harder for every subsequent American generation?**"
I came up with this at 15, well before any noticing or awakening was happening in my life. I could *"feel"* the america I was growing up in.
To this day, not one single person has been able to answer this question intelligently or honestly. It stumps 100% of the people I ask it to, whether in heated argument or casual conversation.
Use and enjoy.
Some people say "weak men", but I say "bad men", because it is possible to be good and strong in good times. It just takes a little discipline.