Progress is a never-ending quest. We aren’t in a utopian society now, weren’t in 1950, and won’t be in 2050. The nostalgia we find for a non-existent, idyllic past is, I think, due to exhaustion of never having a philosophical resting point. That’s understandable. But the past was not perfect. And when we erase the terrors innate in our history, we inevitably distort the quest for true justice.