A while ago, riding the bus up from downtown I heard a male voice in a conversation from the back of the bus say, “I thought my generation was going to change the world. It turns out we were just a bunch of slackers.”
I’m not sure why it struck such a chord, but it seemed like an incredibly sad thing to say, no matter what age you are. I next wondered what generation this person might belong to, which would elicit such a claim. The voice was a pretty non-descript male sound, and as I turned around, I half-expected (with my bus-riding stereotypes in full-effect) to see a younger, disheveled, bitter, homeless guy mumbling to himself. I then heard someone else ask, “How old are you?”
The older gentleman looked perfectly normal, clean-cut, and nicely dressed. It looked like a younger guy in his mid-20’s had asked his age. I couldn’t tell if the conversation continued after that, but I’m sure it would have been interesting.
I’m sure most of it was frustration with his own life and what he’s accomplished, which is too bad. I’m sure there are a few Vietnam veterans who would have smacked this guy right away for the “slackers” comment. And there are plenty of other Baby Boomers who have definitely changed the world as we know it. You gotta have a little respect.