If there is one thing that has ascended over the last few years, it’s hatred of the Baby Boomer generation. I ought not have to link much to prove my point, but if you want a distilled sample, head over to Vox Day’s blog.
Vox is a little older than me – he’s Gen X and I’m Gen Y – but the last three generational cohorts (X, Y, Millennial) all share similar attitudes towards their immediate predecessors.
The thing is, this is not the standard intergenerational hostility and resentment that has been standard in the west for the entirety of modernity, perhaps all of history. This isn’t complaining about your square parents and their boring music. This is a much deeper, more spiritual resentment, and it’s a thing that has reached its apex recently, not when any of us were “rebellious” teenagers.
The hate is recent because it has taken us a while to fully inherit the world the Boomers have given us and to mature enough that we can accurately judge the collective actions of the post-World War II and make real comparisons.
The younger generations had to grow up and suffer failed relationships before they realized that their ability to pair bond and maintain a marriage has been crippled their own parents’ divorces and free attitudes towards sex.
We had to have our own children to realize just how bad it was to be stuck in daycare and public school all day. We had no point of comparison, no understanding of love to judge until we began our own families.
We had to exit college and struggle through the job market to understand how the entire education system was a colossal scam – that we were neither given knowledge nor skills to survive in the world the Boomers gave to us. Only away from public school could we see that our Boomer teachers were the ones who crippled our minds, and they were permitted to do so because our parents were missing.
We had to grow into fat, sick, sad adults before we could see what made us so – that we were fed a diet of processed garbage and medicated into behavioral compliance to a dystopian system. People in X, Y, and millennial cohorts all suffer a spiritual malaise – we were raised without religion, or our experience of religion was so vapid and shallow it might as well not count – and many of us still follow the “fix it with pills” approach taught to us by Boomers because that’s all we know. We had to grow up and learn how to exercise, learn how to eat, cut fat, lift weights, and be healthy because we weren’t taught any of that in school, and only then do we gain the negative judgment of the Boomer’s scientism toward health.
And of course, science trumps religion when you think religion is singing the same seven words over and over and talking about how much you love Jesus. When your evangelical church didn’t teach the most basic (protestant) doctrines, is it any wonder that you “gave up” on religion? The entire concept of the church service was rebuilt in the 1970s and 80s to appeal to Boomers’ emotional sensibilities, with the hilarious projection that you need rock music to bring in “young people,” (Boomers always considered themselves young, even when they were having hips and heart valves replaced. Even now they want to say “70 is the new 20” or some such nonsense) as though that is more important than the salvation of souls. They fed their children the spiritual equivalent of white bread and soda pop, and they have suffered as a result. Christian churches are infested with heresy, blasphemy, and the most degrading non-sequiturs (like atheist female gay priests in the Anglican church) because Boomers think it’s more important that everyone feels loved than feel the burden of sin and the need for absolution.
As many of those in my generation work excessive hours to pay down student debt, struggle to afford a home and children, we get attempted gaslighting by the boomer media – that we somehow never wanted to own property or to procreate. And certainly, our educations were valuable even though they have zero market value. They taught us how to think, you see, and we were graded on it. You got an “A” if you wrote down the Boomer’s thoughts for her on the term paper, if you mentioned the right talking points that have stuck around since the 60s.
Also, diversity is our strength. We all wanted to have neighbors who don’t speak the same language as us. We didn’t want to work those jobs that immigrants have – who would want to work with his hands, anyway? Let Jose do that. You probably didn’t want that programming job they gave to Ahmed, either; we have to have lots of those H1-B visas that tech companies turn Indians into indentured servants because it’s good for the Boomers’ portfolio.
If you are wondering why so much hostility, it’s because of what they gave to us.
This is not to say all boomers are bad. My parents were good. Not perfect, as nobody is, but definitely good. They didn’t divorce even though all my friends’ parents did. They sent me to public school because it was a functional institution when they were children. They fed me according to the knowledge they had, coming from sources that they thought were trustworthy. They took me to church out of love for me, and if the church was poor, the alternatives they considered acceptable were seldom any better. If they had a crime, it was assuming what worked for them would work for others.
Anyway, that’s all I have to say about that.