THE PARADOX OF OUR AGE

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.

We have bigger houses and smaller families;

more conveniences,  but less time;

we have more degrees, but less sense;

more knowledge, but less judgment;

more experts,  but more problems;

more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, 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 pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.

We talk  too much, love too seldom and lie too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life;

we've added years to life, not life to years.

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;

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.

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.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion;

tall men, and short character;

steep profits, and shallow relationships.

These are the times of world peace, but domestic warfare;

more leisure and less  fun;

more kinds of food, but less nutrition.

These are days of two incomes, but more divorce;

of fancier houses, but broken homes.

These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throw-away morality,

one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from

cheer to quiet to kill. It is a time when there is much in the show

window and nothing in the stock-room.

Indeed all is true!