I worry my singular grandchild will think of me as someone wasteful who had every opportunity to fix things but did nothing. I worry that I may never have the opportunities needed to do net good in the world because the generations before did everything in their power to consolidate wealth and keep us all under their thumbs, even at the expense of their own majority because their idiocy placed more value in short term satisfaction than knowledge and freedom. Worst of all is I can’t even be truly angry at them, because they will suffer the most of all, abandoned in low budget homes waiting for the failing system of medicine to let them die.

My Nephew thinks I’m cool, though, so I’ve got that going for me.