There’s at least one thing to be said for living in the past: you soon learn that a lot of things were better.
Was it perfect? Of course not: people are sinners. I don’t write about the bad parts. But we can see that so much was better than it is now; and seeing that, we realize we do not have to accept “the way things are” as carved in stone.
It simply doesn’t have to be the way it is. We do not have to have Drag Queen Story Hour–to name just one of a very great many things that we can do without.