There are times when I could easily prefer living in the Bronze Age. The Stone Age even. Both were more ignorant times, to be sure, but also considerably less complicated.
Before you say, “Well, don’t you already live there in your head?” consider the fact that you’re still alive as proof that I don’t. Brutal villainy and a general lack of concern for human life was considered a job skill back then.
My fault with the modern age — aside from the fact that social media has proved that the human subconscious hasn’t progressed much beyond witch burning and lynch mobs — is that we have become slaves to our machines.