You and me both.
Both my parents in 1985 had high school educations, worked in factories, had this ancient concept called double and triple overtime whenever they wanted, and combined made over six figures. Had a home in the burbs and stuffed our Christmas tree that year with gifts from their end of year bonuses.
Today my poor brother can barely find part-time work at a car repair joint. My mom’s former factory went to mexico, and my dad’s has since been demolished.
I’ll trade the future of Obama and ISIS, for a Reagan and the Soviets any day of the week.