Andrew J. wrote:"The good old days" exist because life gets worse on a personal level as time goes on, and people apply that to the world in general. You're never any happier than when you're a little kid and you don't have anything to do, then you have to school, which gets progressively harder until you graduate, and then you have to work at the same stupid job for 40 years and THAT can only seem worse as time goes on, and then you retire but you're too arthritic and senile to enjoy it.
The world wasn't better when old people were young, their lives were. And they don't have any other frame of reference that would convince them otherwise.
I don't find that necessarily true. In fact, I think it's the opposite. Childhood is childhood, so I'll by pass that and go for young adulthood.
Late teens and early twentyies suck ass. You don't know shit, you don't own shit, and you don't have the necessary skills to rectify the problem.
Thirties rule, you have stuff, perhaps some nice stuff.
I'm looking forward to my forties, my kids will be more or less grown and out of the house, I'll have my present nice stuff, and the ability to have more, plus without the kids, more time to do 'me' stuff.
Don't know about fifties and so on, but I remember reading a poll some where where those who were asked about the 'best years' seemed to go backwards like me. Older=better.