I think the fact that we're likely going to be litigating the reality of a presidential assassination attempt in the context of Profesional Wrestling is a good sign that we're already cooked as a nation.
This reminds me how my mom used to tell me things are more dangerous for children now, and then in the same breath mention her childhood friend who died by getting hit by a car
Graph is American data
Thirty years ago was 1994. I was nine and had a diagnosis for ADD (what is now ADHD) and a prescription for ritalin.
There were three kids in my homeroom with peanut or other food allergies, including my shellfish allergy.
The WHO was three years away from its much maligned obesity definition.