I really thought I would miss the easy access to alternative news that comes with a computer, but I find I really enjoy reading authors who took the effort to write books instead. Enjoy your libraries while they still exist.

And a few years later it becomes equally obvious that neither do those who are running the world on our behalf.

“Like everyone I have lived out my own personal dramas that I perceived to be the end of the world, such as love and loss.”

These personal traumas should never be trivialized, even when viewed from wider perspectives. We are the center of our universes, whether we choose to accept that, or not. To one in the throes of despair over a lost love, the imminent end of the world may appear welcoming.

The new innovators are out there, though well hidden by the storm of rampaging greed for wealth and power that is presently devouring our species quicker than at any other time in our history.

Twilight – whenever the public feel let down by traditional, middle-of-the-road politicians, they veer towards the extremists as their only form of protest. BNP will continue to make gains in the UK until the electorate can rally behind a mainstream political leader who inspires confidence. This happened in America with Obama. As yet, no-one in British politics has risen to fill the role.

Nevin – I believe many people feel as you and I do right now.

Thank God for your big mouth and silly faces.

Nevertheless, I am here and I still have a big mouth that bothers a lot of people…. But at least on this vast ocean of the blogger world, I can still find sane voices that get me! or at least I think they get me at times…

Boy… I am feeling weird!

TGFO (Thank goodness for Obama).

Well then…28 (or as I like to think-25 again). As many of my friends know, I was brought up by my father. When I was a little person, my father and all of his friends, acquaintances and anyone over the age of 18 were “Adults”. Oh yes, the phrase merits a capital letter as these people were held in awe and respect. In my 8 year old opinion they were the chosen ones; the individuals I aspired to be. Those members of the exclusive club who had been blessed with knowledge, wisdom and sensibility. For the last 20 years I have awaited the coming of age. I was hoping there would be some sort of exam…apparently not.

I have reached the conclusion that my elders had no more of an idea of what they were doing then I do. There is no “passing out parade” of fully fledged maturity. This epiphany has left me with a sense of disarray. I am now acutely aware that there is no transition to adulthood-it’s a case of making do and hoping things work out (as I’m sure parents of all generations figured out along the way).

In accordance with this revelation, I appear to be having some sort of elongated semi-mid-life crisis which has culminated in arriving at the conclusion that my job role: Change Manager for the Ministry Of Justice-

A) Didn’t exist 20 years ago and is therefore bullshit
B) Will leave no noticeable impact on the planet and is therefore (again) bullshit

Is it just me that feels that any individual existing on this Earth should provide a contribution to the advancement of our race as a whole? Or to be more concise; instill a lasting impression in our peers and descendants of how fragile this world is and the importance of preserving and adding to its unfailing wonderment? Forgive the corny “mother earth” undertone but the reality of the wasteful western world stares each one of us in our non-committal faces every day.

I guess my point is: How many of my generation will honestly be able to say that their existence provided a meaningful contribution to the world? I am one of the guilty who will admit that to date my life has not been lived to its full potential. Like everyone I have lived out my own personal dramas that I perceived to be the end of the world such as love and loss. The realisation dawns that these occurrences become superficial when viewed from a wider perspective.

Maybe the time has come for us (as a collective) to start thinking ahead. A generation, that appointed an up and coming Texas Governor who it turned out was unable to spot a terrorist if they blew themselves up on the doorstep of the White house and unfailingly managed to embarrass his representative country on every state visit, has a lot to answer for. I almost forgot: we allocated a Bert to the aforementioned Ernie, the grinning rictus of economical death known as Mr Blair. Didn’t we do well?

Maybe I should start my own political party. Sadly the only inspiration imparted to me by any political forerunner has been Al Gore with his Inconvenient Truth and even then I have my reservations, however I hold faith that Al will never say “‘Rarely is the question asked: Is our children learning?’.

Surely we can do better. Where are the new generation innovators- the Lincoln’s, Luther Kings, Attenborough’s, Mozart’s and Darwin’s of our day?

Live up to your potential boys and girls. We can no longer attribute our indifference and ignorance to the naivety of youth.