MEMORIES OF THE FUTURE BEING MEMOIRS OF THE YEARS 1915‒1972 WRITTEN IN THE YEAR OF GRACE 1988 BY OPAL, LADY PORSTOCK We do ill, if we fail in veneration for the future—rather, we do impiously, for we beget it, and it is of our blood. The man, the nation that can sneer at unborn loves and unborn enthusiasms is as if a father should kick his son downstairs, unnatural. To sneer at what is new-fangled is an easy triumph, for the unborn cannot plead in answer; cannot try to explain, far less succeed in explaining to us, what it will feel like to wear those clothes, use that unimagined slang, cultivate those types and thrill to those ideals. True, their unchartered and undesired advocates, the pr…
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