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a Gap no orthodontist can fix

I hang up the gas pump and mourn my barren bank account, and I wonder how our generation will be encapsulated in twenty years. Will we just be known as the poor suckers hit with one calamity after another, or something more positive? Are we going to be viewed as a bunch of whiners compared to what generations before and after will have had to deal with? Are we going to be the next Generation That Fucked Us All Over, or is that every generation anyway?

They called us �The 9/11 Generation� for awhile, but we protested. Why be labeled for a shitty event that we didn�t ask for? Just because we had to deal with it; toss the problems created by our parents and grandparents on our collective shoulders and just soldier on.

But I guess that�s what every new Hope for the Future has to do and who are we to complain anyway? We�re so lucky because we�re so free. Because our civil rights have been fought for and won. Because there�s no such thing as generational backlash and we haven�t slipped into the conservative side of the cycle in a vain attempt to right the wrongs created by the Birkenstocks Generation, who went overboard after the �Me� Generation, who were tired of hearing about the Free Love Generation, who wanted nothing more than to escape the Nuclear Generation.

Will we just be the Bad Disney Sequel Generation? The� Emo Generation? The Shallow Escapist Generation That Did A Bunch of Drugs and Focused on Pop Culture Because It Was Tired of Hearing How Fucked Up the World It Had Inherited Was?

Because seriously, what generation of young people isn�t that?

I guess the world is just a lot more overwhelming when you and your friends are the ones who are expected to come up with the cure.


The current mood of bratnatch at www.imood.com
FIN. 5:28 p.m., Sunday, Sept. 11, 2005

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