How can something beautiful make you sad?
This picture should awaken melancholy in everyone. Because this is the future we were meant to live in. Some people, even those who never experienced it, intimately know that the time period between 1980 up until early 1990 was peak wholesome civilization. You just feel it in your bones that you are living in a terrifying decline, I would say dystopia, because I know what has been lost.
Often, people will tell you that you have no right to even speak about it, because you were not born yet. I am here to tell you that they're wrong, you are 100% right, the 80s was way better.
Yes, you would lose a lot of technology, that keeps you comfortable, if you went back to the 80s, but you would find that what you have now is really just a perversion of the good thing from back then. Like, gaming was way more primitive then, but who fucking cares? You are at the arcade, networking, meeting people older than you, younger than you, girls, boys, nerds, jocks. This leads to girlfriend, friends, wholesome grilling at the beach, no impenetratable gangs of people you never get to know, the possabilities are endless! Gaming now is a fucking dead end, it would not be missed once you had actual wholesome human interaction taking its place!
And you would wake up in the morning. The golden sun sparkling in your eyes. And the very first emotion you would feel is hope.
2019 is a complete shit-hole, we fucked up big time! And we have to go back, there is no going foreward! And the first step to undo this entire kabal of fuckery is to acknowledge one simple truth:
The 80s was better