It seems to me that what plagues the present is the opposite of the Promethean impulses: "No Future"; "The End of History"; "There Is No Alternative [TINA]"; and so on. One fondly remembers the Old Man's youthful ebullience.
"Bliss was it in that dawn to be alive But to be young was very heaven."
Nowadays, youths often sound prematurely old. Must be "accelerated decrepitude" of late capitalism, to borrow Pris's words in _Blade Runner_.
Yoshie