Our greatest problem was that we were given everything. Our great-grandparents invented industry and our grandparents lived without so that it might succeed. Our parents worked hard, built the middle class, and laid a foundation of stability. We are the fruits of this labor, and we seem to be satisfied with it. Without something to fight for or rebel against, we let stand the progress. Why progress when the outcome of the past was comfort? Is what exists of this process the peak? Do we refine the product? Re-invent it? Or do we just take advantage of it's stasis and let the meaning behind the process disappear. Will we let it fall into disrepair, only for the next generation to fix? If it does, will that be our legacy, or theirs?