Not Our Fault

Just read the most bitter, bad attitude article in a major Canadian news magazine that has my mind reeling from its acidic tone and prejudicial message. Hate the Baby Boomers who made our lives miserable and hopeless was the tone. Biased pf course. It was about how Baby Boomers are ruining the lives of Millennials. It dripped of self-pity and blame and yes, hatred for Boomers who are not retiring and letting them have their jobs and who dare to want home owner grants. Whoa there! The present economic situation is not the fault of previous generations my dear author of this vitriolic bit of tripe. It was caused in part by you, those of you who grew up in an era that gave you socialized medicine and better schools and living condition standards than any other previous generations if you'd care to examine more than your warped, rather spoiled outlook. It's not to say that life isn't tough when you can't use your expensive degree earned from the university of your choice. We tried to make your lives better than ours. It wasn't all a piece of cake in our day, but unfortunately we made it look that way. Without going into everything your indulgent little mind is railing about, with your sharp little straightened teeth and your immunizations and your teachers who had decent educations and your merchants who pay you a set minimum wage, a luxury that we former babysitters didn't have with our 50 cents an hour, or your fat little kid allowance or Mom's car to use that you stank up with cigarettes and purloined beer cans.  My answer to this kind of age discrimination is Get A Life Darlin'.  This is a different time, and you happen to live in it, unusable degree and all. Do you think life has ever been easy? Ask yourself why you didn't anticipate finding an education that would serve you, instead of thinking the world was going to provide you with something for nothing. Sure you work at a pizza parlour. You live in a studio apartment? Boo hoo. Who paid for your education, the big part of it? Of course you have to pay for the rest. At least you have credit which is more than the Boomers did. You have a job. In the day, not everyone got the dream job they hoped for. You have to wait and work for that to happen. You aren't the perfect person your parents told you were, not a princess or a prince. Wake up. You are just another Joe or Jane out there in the world trying to get by. Unfortunately, you believed it was all a "rose garden". Disneyland is over, reality is now. Life isn't easy and you are all grown up and your plight  isn't the fault of Boomer Mom and Dad. You fell out of the cosy nest. Now fly.