My grandpa was born in 1926. By the time he reached 20, he was a fine young man with a world to rebuild. He used to share his concern for future generations to come. "For sure, we got our share of hard times, but at least everyone could find work and resources were cheap and non-speculated, providing access to millions with what was needed not only to live but also to grow. It made every life matter."

Today, our youngest generation is fearing for their future. Access to property, resources, getting an education that won't be replaced by AI within five years and securing a good income feel like a race at best — a tough competition that is disqualifying more people every year.