What are you nostalgic for?
My hair.
That’s about it. What a rotten decade.
Privacy.
Civil rights.
The Gulf of Mexico
Vuvuzelas
Movie theaters.
Newspapers
Airports without anal cavity searches.
Me. I do not expect to be alive in 2030.
R.I.P., Me. I was a good man, mostly.
Oceanic 815.
Sushi-grade Tuna.
Cheap energy.
Coke Zero.
My youth and prime.
Junk Food
Civil rights. Religious freedom; I expect full-on theocracy by then. Much of the coastline and topsoil.
I’d say “hope”, but I lost that years ago.
Real food. I’m sick of this soylent green, whatever that is.
Net neutrality.
Offshore drilling.
I KEED! I KEED!