America's Golden Age
Cut along the dashed lines and pass the cards around the table.
Before you opened this book, what was your gut feeling about the phrase 'golden age'? Did reading it soften that feeling, sharpen it, or leave it where it was?
Tell us about the room you read this in. Was this a kitchen-table book, a commute book, or a late-night-with-the-lamp-on book for you?
Gingrich writes about technology making life longer and healthier. Which of those promises made you think of a specific person you love, and what did you find yourself hoping for them?
The book is built on optimism. Was there a page where that optimism actually comforted you, even a little, and one where it felt like a coat that did not quite fit?
Setting politics aside for a moment: what is one small, ordinary thing about American life that you would want any golden age to protect exactly as it is?
The book talks a lot about what is coming. What is something from your own past (a town, a job, a kitchen, a kind of neighbor) that you wish the future would bring back?
By the time you closed the book, had it changed what you expect to feel in ten years, or only what you expect to see? Share whichever one shifted more.
Gingrich clearly wants the reader to finish hopeful. Whether or not he got there with you, what would someone have to say to you, warmly and honestly, to leave you hopeful about the next decade?