I find it amazing that this author can write this entire article and not find irony in calling Millenials "self-important crybabies". He builds up this idealized picture how great his own generation really is, then proceeds to complain about how the Baby Boomers love the Millenials more than him. We get it. They love us, and they didn't love you, but only because they never saw how great you really were. Seriously, if he didn't want to be seen as a whiner, what was the purpose of this article?
He spends so much time decrying the unfortunate stereotype placed on Generation X as "whiners" or "slackers", while in turn making statements just as sweeping and general about the Millenial Generation below him. Apparently the statement that all Millenials "log on to social networking sites 15 times per hour", and are "addicted to Adderall and Red Bull" are perfectly legitimate stereotypes to perpetuate, because obviously every person born after `82 is Kevin Colvin or Chris Crocker.
I'm 22, born in 1986, and I HATE red bull.
But you won't see me whining about it.
I find it amazing that this author can write this entire article and not find irony in calling Millenials "self-important crybabies". He builds up this idealized picture how great his own generation really is, then proceeds to complain about how the Baby Boomers love the Millenials more than him. We get it. They love us, and they didn't love you, but only because they never saw how great you really were. Seriously, if he didn't want to be seen as a whiner, what was the purpose of this article?
He spends so much time decrying the unfortunate stereotype placed on Generation X as "whiners" or "slackers", while in turn making statements just as sweeping and general about the Millenial Generation below him. Apparently the statement that all Millenials "log on to social networking sites 15 times per hour", and are "addicted to Adderall and Red Bull" are perfectly legitimate stereotypes to perpetuate, because obviously every person born after `82 is Kevin Colvin or Chris Crocker.
I'm 22, born in 1986, and I HATE red bull.
But you won't see me whining about it.