This is aimed at only those of us who are old enough to remember the Beatles. Not a retrospective.
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away we talked about these – sex, drugs and rock and roll.
We also pledged to “Never trust anyone over 30.”
My, how times change.
Drugs? Oh yeah, man, I’m into all kinds of drugs these days. Blood pressure meds, sleep aids, anti-inflammatories, antihistamines and something to help my memory – I forget what it is. I do them all, man. (Eat your heart out, Tommy Chong!)
Sex? I’m happily married. If you are also happily married you understand. If you’re not happily married, there’s no way I can explain that you would understand.
Rock & Roll? Yes, I still love the “oldies.” The best part is that I can pick and choose the very best of all of the songs I’ve heard. I can fondly remember the best of all the great groups and conveniently forget the duds. (Okay, yes, I do still remember “Hocus Pocus” by Focus and “Clones” by Alice Cooper) I figure, my fond memory of past music is about 10% of everything that occurred in that time.
So as far I’m concerned, BOC, ELO, the Doobie Brothers, the Eagles, and a few others were all that existed.
I’m over 30 twice over. I now know a little bit about life. I trust my peers twice as much as I did before I was 30.
On one hand, I’m more realistic.
On the other hand, I still like (and embrace) the attitude of my youth.
So, in summation:
Pick good – believe in great ideals.
Stick to them.
Try to make the world a better place.
Enjoy the blessings along the way.