My Generation

I'll talk to you about my generation, the irresponsible child of decent, if vain and unsophisticated, parents. My generation has burned through an immense inheritance and can be pictured as a pale, fat baby in a dirty diaper sitting on the floor and bawling for more. We were spoiled, and so we are hugely sensitive about being deserving and the claims of others on our society's resources. Someday they will look back at us with contempt. Oh, and never trust anyone over 70--or under 50.