And Jophiel, missed the edit window. I don’t mean YOU you in my #1, but compared to the other generations. So please don’t take it as an attack.
Apparently I’m part of Gen Z. Born in 1997.
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Gen-X, but I feel like a millennial prototype. We had participation trophies, elementary school graduation, all the lame stuff associated with millennial. Then again I grew up in very lefty state.
See, I’m a millennial (barely) and we didn’t have a lot of the stereotypical millennial stuff growing up where I grew up. No participation trophies (maybe if you made it all the way to a tournament, you might get one for the tournament, but not just for showing up every day). No elementary school graduation. I never felt “entitled” to a dang thing that I didn’t earn, except my right to keep breathing air each day. I grew up in a perpetual swing state, so maybe that’s why my experience was different.
I’d ask what you’d do if someone burned your house down and the firefighters refused to respond, but that would be Politics, now, wouldn’t it?
(Or: You think you’re entitled to breathable air? Do you have any idea how expensive it is to keep the pollution out of it? Typical entitlement mindset. Feel entitled to drinkable water, next.)
Anyway, the Boomers are the Entitlement Generation, aka the Me Generation. Everyone knows that.
I don’t remember participation trophies, but even in, shit, what was it? 1980? We had a kindergarten graduation ceremony, from what I remember, and also an 8th grade graduation ceremony (1989) of some sort. I don’t remember it being a huge deal, but we had cap and gown, and nothing seemed weird about it. Is that just not a thing? Though I live in Chicago, my neighborhood was socially conservative and this was a Catholic school, so they weren’t into all the progressive stuff.
I only remember the particiipation trophy because I still have it, because it’s hilarious. It has a small, rectangular marble-like base, with a small golden soccerball perched on it. Inscribed on a small brass plate are the words: “1978 - We Tried”. I don’t think our team won ANY game.
Officially a Boomer, but I feel much more like a gen-x. I have so much more physical energy than most boomers I know and none of them listen to the popular music I listen to either.
Gen-X.
I have taken online polls that ask “What generation are you?” but they are based more on preferences than memories. I usually rate Boomer, and occasionally Silent.
Labels are meaningless.
I didn’t say I was entitled to breathable air. Just entitled to the right to keep breathing whatever air happens to be around me. Yeah, I appreciate clean air, but no one owes me clean air.
And where I live, the property owner gets an invoice for supplemental services like paramedics and firefighting. I will pay for them to put the fire out. And even if they were a public service, taxpayers like myself pay taxes to receive such services. I work hard, earn money, and pay taxes to provide such services. No one owes me firefighters out of the goodness of their hearts; I earned their services by paying for them. Likewise, I pay for clean water. I am not entitled to get it for free; I work hard, earn money, and pay said money for clean water.
The above things are no different than buying a piece of furniture. I am not entitled to a couch; I would never walk into the furniture store and say they have to give me one. But I work hard, earn money, and pay said money for the couch.
I was born at the “tail end” of the Baby Boom, in 1960.
That seems like an odd hair to split, but I admit it’s a logically consistent one.
Do they start working before you pay? Because back in the Old Days (like… Ancient Rome) the firefighters were perfectly content to stand around looking pretty until you’d settled up on the spot.
Eh, the only thing you’re entitled to from paying taxes is to not go to prison for failure to pay taxes. Everything else is negotiated at the ballot box.
I was born in '78 (and turned 40 this year!). I grew up with an analog childhood, but I embrace the digital present.
I was born in 1984, and I think I’m like this.
I’ve moved from a world of informational scarcity to informational plenty, and I still have little realizations that something I remember hearing about years ago, I can look it up now and get more information than I could possibly use.
I belong to the Blank Generation, and I can take it or leave it each time.
Baby Boomer born in 1954. And proud of it. We changed the world, baby.
I picked Gen X, even though I was born in 1963. I just can’t think of myself as a Baby Boomer.
I don’t remember any of the defining moments of the 1960s except for 2 things: 1. My dad coming home badly wounded from Vietnam in 1968 when I was 5 and him getting spit on and called a Baby Killer at the airport by a crowd of people that didn’t look anything like my parents, and 2.,being pluncked down in front of the TV in the wee hours of the morning in 1969 to watch the moon landing. All I recall about that was a bunch of garbled voices and random beeps.
Plus, my mother is a classic Baby Boomer, born in 1947, and I don’t want to be the same generation as her. She had me when she was barely 16.
I think calling anyone born after 1960 a Baby Boomer is incorrect, but what do I know? Weren’t all the GIs home from WWII in 1945 settled and well ensconced in family life by 1960?
My real, detailed memories start around 1970. Gen X feels more like home to me.