Since I’m now officially an old fart, it’s my turn to yell at the youngsters camping out on my lawn, and tell them to get their shit together. The only problem is… generally speaking, they already seem to have their shit together. At least a lot more than my generation did. I find this unsettling. Could we possibly be raising the first generation since who knows when who are obviously going to be better than their parents?
They don’t listen to strange, subversive music. Instead, they’re mostly into mainstream stuff. They dress nice. They wear expensive sneakers. Instead of being long-haired and scruffy, they’re all quaffed and washed.
They don’t smoke or drink (much). They don’t do drugs (much). They seem to be mostly into going to the gym and playing sports. They get up in the morning. As far as I can tell, they’re mostly going to grow up to be ridiculously well-educated, with masters’ degrees coming out the wazoo.
They’re more conservative than my generation was when it comes to sex and relationships. Modesty seems to be back in vogue. Only it’s a peculiar kind of conservatism, that sees gay and minority rights, a multicultural society and equal rights and opportunities for women as given and as good things. Wowza.
The worst thing I can say about them, I guess, is that they’re materialistic and superficial, and spend all their time on that newfangled Twitter thing. And, well, they have tattoos. At least some do.
But, yeah, when these guys grow up, I think they’re going to make the current crop of adults look like lazy, unwashed idiots. Actually, they’re kind of doing that already. I’m partly impressed and partly scared by this. Whatever happened to hippies and punks, and driving your parents crazy?
Am I just imagining this? Or maybe it just applies to my particular neck of the woods?
Your thoughts?