Time traveller from the year 1983. Snarky and often angry dispenser of free education of various topics. Real life member of the working class, complete with generational poverty. (If you want to be awesome regarding that, note the presence of the donate button)
Member of the Seaconke Wampanoag Tribe. Writer. Foodie. Gamer. Crafter. Steampunk. Geek.
The truth is, we never thought we were special. You did. You thought we were special because we were extensions of you. You trained us to be the children you could brag about. Then, all of a sudden, everybody had one and we were no longer good enough, like outdated toys. We were supposed to fulfill all your unrealized potential. We were supposed to live your dreams. We were supposed to have what you never had, do what you never did and be who you never were. We can’t. We know the congratulations are hollow, the awards meaningless, the degrees redundant, the ceremonies overwrought. We aren’t surprised; you are. If there is anything that defines our generation, it’s knowing exactly how miserably our lives have failed to satisfy you. We grew up imagining that we could be like you, but we’re not. You have prevented us from being like you.
There is a generation in America that believes in its own specialness. I will agree with that. But you’ve got its identity wrong.
The next generation can only do so much when the foundation laid for them by the past ones is shitty as FUCK.
I’m so tired of the ageist notion that us young people are all “entitled” when last time I checked, it’s the older generation that put us into a shit ton of the messes we are in right now.
Cosigned on this for real.
This is EVERY generation during their emerging adulthood years. This has nothing to do with Millennial as a generation and everything to do with being a young adult. Go read what Socrates thought of young people. I’ll wait.