When I was a kid, I thought the world I lived in was a really crappy place. We had no money and almost nothing during communism. Then things seemed to get even worse, life became very dangerous, dangers of fraud and crime lurked everywhere. Then... things supposedly got better in some ways, but there's still no progress that I was hoping for, or that I was taught to look for and expect. On a micro and personal level, things move very, very slowly, because on a macro level they move just as slowly. And yes, I also think that every generation has its problems. I think my parents are happy with life right now, things have changed a lot for them. For my generation, things don't seem that way. Maybe I have to wait another twenty years to see (if I'm even alive)...