I suppose I should take some comfort in the fact that I never had children. There would be no way to look them in the eye, to explain the enormity of what has been lost. It's been interesting from an academic standpoint to watch an entire nation so casually shoot itself in it's collective dick. But it's no less heartbreaking. The only faith I ever had is in people. How do I deal with the loss of even that? Over the next few years, things will begin to deteriorate. You will likely be presented with a wide variety of people to blame for that, and blame them you will. Until there is no one left but you. Even then you won't face up to it. You will desperately cling to the mistake you've made until the bitter end. For no other reason than that you have spent so much time making it. It will happen slowly enough that future generations might never know what they've lost. More's the pity. They might figure it out someday, and when they do, they will not judge us kindly. Rightly so.