To use the terminology of a trillion years ago:
I was born during the “Summer of Love” to two members of “The Silent Generation”, a few short years after the “Baby Boom” had ended. I am part of the cohort that came after them and before the “Babies on Board”, their children, part of a second boom, began to appear toward the mid-1980s. We have gone by and rejected a number of labels, the most lasting of which was “Generation X”.
I grew up with a healthy dose of cynicism, always aware that people my age would be forever out-demographed by the generation that came just before us. I do not think very highly of many of the collective decisions made by that group.
A recent magazine cover story on the fact that the first of the Baby Boomers will turn 60 this year caused me to reflect. If the first of the boomers are 60, the last of the Boomers are just entering their mid-40s. The news is also full of stories dealing with the fact that the “Echo Boomers” are just entering the work force, putting the oldest of them at about age 23.
That leaves my group in the range from the mid-20s to the early 40s, which just so happens to be a group that is very likely to be the parents of young children. Now this is an area in which I had expected my group to excel. Having been the subjects of nearly every education and child-rearing reform, experiment and backlash, I thought we, on the whole, would separate the wheat from the chaff, and go about parenting in as sane a manner as has been done in recent memory.
I have been in the education and childcare field for more than 20 years. I have seen many things the Boomers did in the raising of their children that appalled me. However, now that my group, whether you call them Generation X, Generation 13, or the Baby Busters, are virtually alone in the realm of parenting young kids, I have to say that by whatever measure you can quantify the quality of parenting, the bar, on average, has been lowered.
In every cohort, excellent examples of parenting are to be found, but when it comes to people raising children completely unfit for civil society, I think my generation seems to have far more representatives than their predecessors. In particular is a nonsensical notion that setting any sort of boundaries on the child’s behavior is somehow damaging to them. I have seen a child who was nearly psychotic by age six due to this sort of upbringing by parents who had absorbed this notion so deeply that they were actually afraid of their own offspring.
Nor do I think I am alone in this assessment. There is enough bad parenting on display to keep on the air at least four television shows devoted to broadcasting its results: “Nanny 911”, “Supernanny”, “Wifeswap” and “Trading Spouses”, not to mention the numerous episodes of various afternoon programs devoted to showing this stuff. A Chicago-area cafe owner has made national news for flying in the face of arrogant parents by posting a sign in his window demanding polite behavior from children.
This saddens me greatly. Are we doomed? I am thinking of starting my own family soon, and I am frightened that my judgement may turn out to be as piss-poor as some of my contemporaries. We had all the evidence in front of us as to what works and what doesn’t.
Where did we go wrong?