It's funny now to think that during the eighties greed was fashionable. Perpetual dissatisfaction was seen as this dynamic and enviable condition which will lead to being a superior person (= nice house, sexy car, foxy spouse, hardbody, lots of cocaine -- and more more more of everything!) as well as driving civilization to new and greater heights!
I remember there were small, nutty pockets of folks who dreamed during that period of the Age of Aquarius they expected to manifest after the turn of the century, in which people would be concerned with personal growth, experiencing interconnectedness, living in accordance with values like love, generosity, joy and peace.
Oh -- wait! Here we are! Happy Age of Aquarius, everybody!
p.s. favorite Deadly Sin = Lust, with Gluttony running a close second |