Millennials have gotten a pretty harsh rap lately. Unfortunately, far too many of them are self-absorbed, spoiled by their parents, ill-tempered, entitled and by my standards, whiney little assholes.
However, they aren’t all that way. I worked hard to be sure my two aren’t. Son has a good job, makes good money, has his own living accommodations and generally, aside from the ink, seems to someone of my generation to be perfectly normal for his age.
Daughter has a good job (with a recent promotion), is married and she and her husband (along with the bank) own their own home. While she will millennial a bit from time to time, she also seems to someone of my generation to be perfectly normal for her age. This young lady apparently is much the same. I particularly love this part:
We live in the most privileged time in the most prosperous nation and we’ve become completely blind to it. Vehicles, food, technology, freedom to associate with whom we choose. These things are so ingrained in our American way of life we don’t give them a second thought. We are so well off here in the United States that our poverty line begins 31 times above the global average. Thirty. One. Times. Virtually no one in the United States is considered poor by global standards. Yet, in a time where we can order a product off Amazon with one click and have it at our doorstep the next day, we are unappreciative, unsatisfied, and ungrateful.
She’s right. We live in a time where a lot of things I read about in science fiction have become real. (I’m still waiting on my flying car, though.) We do live in a time and place of unprecedented prosperity, and far too many, in her generation and others, are too busy being envious, offended and outraged to realize it.
Edit, 5/21: Sorry about the bizarre formatting, which I’ve repaired. Google wins again.