It is false, to always claim that the past was better than the present. In some ways, yes, but not in most ways.
Even so… I wish that Traveller would inspire dreams, and visions, of a grand, inspiring, yet dangerous future.
(Here, I searched everywhere for ‘the burial of the stormtroopers’, a sketch of Joe Johnson in the Art of Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back book. No dice.
So I am left with only words instead of a picture: “There are no real victories, without real prices paid.”)
I am far too much the grim realist to lead the way here. I am too strongly tied to what is, and not close enough to what can be.
But at least I know what I am missing: I know what I can’t do.
I wait in hope.