I agree with Neil Bartlett that, in general, we (people) tend to think that our situation is new -- that's why "Christ is always coming" around the corner (I know that there are Scripture reasons why people say this -- but I think that's lost on 90% of people that believe it. Just hope you don't end up like those disappointed
Millerites), our new lovers are unlike any other people alive in their amazingness/kindness/hotness, we're in a recession that the world hasn't ever seen before, etc.
Anyway, as a testament to my view that things in life are like television re-runs (only new if you haven't see them before), I'd like to throw up some 2008 election poetry written by an insightful chap:
We cannot revive old factions
We cannot restore old policies
Or follow an antique drum.
These men, and those who opposed them
And those whom they opposed
Accept the constitution of silence
And are folded in a single party.
Whatever we inherit from the fortunate
We have taken from the defeated.
Sounds epic! Perfect for this election! Go Dems!
The catch? It was written in 1942 by T.S. Eliot.