found online by Raymond
From nojo at Stinque:
We grew up during the tail end of an era when it was reasonably feared that continuity of history, of history itself, would end with a blinding flash of light. But we were barely potty trained by the Cuban Missile Crisis, and didn’t start noticing the world until six years later. Nukes never possessed our fears, but gas crises were a real bummer. But that was fine, as such things go: You knew the future would be very different, but at least you still had one.
Too bad that didn’t last.
We date collective awareness of our collective fate to 1990, when SNL broadcast its “Global Warming Christmas Special”.