If you are one of those people who are sure our best is behind us and our worst ahead of us, one of those people bracing for the future, one of those people whose ability to laugh, to think, to feel is blowing away like Nebraska topsoil in a psychic drought, then let me kindly suggest a new cure for what ails you.
Tonight, walk inside the Harper Center at Creighton University. Buy a ticket. Squeeze into a seat next to hundreds and hundreds of amped-up high schoolers. Note that the auditorium is practically pulsating with energy before the team finals of something called Louder Than a Bomb: Omaha.