27 May 2007
Hope we die before you get old?
If you're sick about hearing about the Baby Boomers if indeed the very mention of them drives you up the farging wall well, at least you can watch them die, and you don't even have to go to Reno to shoot them.
(Via Kathy Shaidle.)
Posted at 12:42 PM to Almost Yogurt
Interesting to see the fierce opprobrium aimed at "my generation". Seems like folks forget that some of us--not all but some---joined the Peace Corps because we thought helping the world was our duty. That many of us signed on in 'Nam because we thought, despite misgivings, that it was the right thing to do. That others of us were shot at in the streets of America--I bear that badge-- because we disagreed with the leadership of the time. There are navel-chewing Boomers who are piling their possessions in big heaps and having tummy tucks. But don't think those were the people who set the character of the generation. I am out here and I'm the one you should fear--I'm blue collar. I work harder than you'll ever work and I have since I was twelve. I never got a free ride anywhere, but I wasn't afraid to hitchhike where I needed to go. I still have grit under my nails. I have raised children- good and bad- and now I'm taking care of parents whose challenges and infirmaties are not pretty and don't go away. You are counting the minutes until my generation is gone....go ahead. You may change your mind. I have children who are probably your age. They stand out because their voices are raised about what they can do to make their world better not what someone did to them. They aren't whiners.
It's not about generations. It's about character.
If you have children my age, you were probably in WWII: I'm fifty-three and fit right into the middle of the Boomer caste.
There is, however, some of that opprobrium out there, and I don't see any particular harm in pointing to it once in a while, even as I shrug it off.
According to the lore of the "Baby Boom" generation, I was born before the cutoff and am thus afflicted with the label too. Nobody asked me whether I thought having been born after WW2 but before the Gulf of Tonkin determines what kind of person I would turn out to be. Nobody asked me whether I agreed with the ridiculous notion that an accident of birth-year really has more of an impact on my intelligence or moral fiber than what I received directly from my allegedly inferior parents.
The 20th century was an unparalleled Age of Nonsense, and to the extent that America believed in the media phenomenon of a "Baby Boom" generation, the second half of the century was even more nonsensical.
All of us "Boomers" need to get over ourselves before we die. Think how amazed everyone born after us will be.
Altho I was born in 1950, I am very proud of the fact that I never in my life boomed a baby.