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Contributing to the blog section...
It has been a long time since Gen X had any hope at all. Over a decade at least. We thought we were going to change things. We foreseen a brave new world, a place where we were in charge and the old guard was let out to pasture quickly and quietly. The whole damn system needed a re-haul, and we were the ones who were going to do it.
That vision of the future is now dead, killed by the little things that none of us ever expected. Things like bills, finding a decent job, permanent housing, relationships that went wrong, and well... let's be honest, Republicans.
If only the nineties never ended. This new milllenium has been nothing more than a burden on those of us who once had a dream. Dreams... heh... do those things even exist anymore? I mean, other than an escape from the harsh reality we now live in...
Shit man, we were on track. In the late 90's the future looked brighter than that of the guy in the eighties who had to wear shades. Hope was everywhere.
If you were listening closely, a few minutes before the stroke of midnight, December 31st 1999, you might have heard the end of all that hope. You wouldn't need to, however, you would only have to wait a few short months to see the whole thing crash... in the form of two planes right into the World Trade Center
No one thinks about it now, but that day in early September is when it all hit the fan. Life would never be the same, and it would never be really good again. Everything we were hoping to accomplish was burned in the ensuing fire. Not just the physical one that smoldered for weeks in downtown Manhattan, but the metaphorical one that burned brightly all over the world for the next 8 years.
It was around the same time that most of us would learn that the whole white picket fence and 2.5 kids thing was nothing but a myth, made up by corporations to sell SUV's and Starbucks to an unsuspecting public. Marriage used to be followed by kids and a nice life together. These days it is followed by nothing more than an ugly divorce.
The internet showed itself, but it fell far short of becoming the information superhighway it was once billed to be. These days it is nothing more than a collective of angry people fighting each other over lolcats and so called journalists ruining the art of writing with one sentence so called posts on Facebook and Twitter. We either become attention whores with no real aim other than letting people know every time we take a shit or part of an anonymous collective out to destroy everything good in this world.
It is hard to see which one is worse. Actually, the one that seems worse in reality isn't at all. Commercialism is overrated. Our individualism is dead, trying to find it on Facebook or Twitter is futile. The train we are looking for didn't already leave the station, it simply never came.
These days we survey the world from an entirely different mountain than the towering piles of rock and mortar we did when we were younger. Now they are made of sand and pebbles, and more closely resemble a hill in the desert.
Some say we will never, ever, make it out of this dismal abyss the world has become. Others think everything is just fine as it is. Me personally, well... I think we need to look back before we can move forward.
But that's just me, and I'm probably an asshole.