Ah, Baby Boomers you gotta love ’em. Raised by the Greatest Generation, the Boomers are a demographic oddity probably unprecedented in human history. Swayed by the meth-induced scribblings of Ayn Rand (to the extent that we have namesakes such as Rand Paul) the Boomers were taught to spin their hamster wheels toward a shiny Jetson futurama, alone in their wheel except for a carrot and stick to guide them.
Pooling their savings together into the tax loophole called 401k, they loaned trillions to what’s become obvious as a shell game and pyramid scheme of global capital flight; which seeks the cheapest labor inflates asset bubbles and precipitates price shocks, all while destroying the planet inflating costs and acting as collateral for tens of trillions that generations X Y and Z will live and die struggling to subsist and repay.
Yes the Boomers have been quite clever. Sometime during their “duck and cover” drills, it occurred to each of them that if we want to survive we gots to keep our heads down ears plugged eyes closed and mouth shut. Faithfully they kept secret their attached underground bomb shelter, because after you wriggle out from under your desk and out of the rubble that used-to be school then the shelter’s gonna be home.
That’s if the hungry homeless neighbors aren’t camping out around the shelter. If the neighbors got there first then Dad ain’t openin up the door and you’re SOL. ‘Cause when you’re a Boomer it’s all about gettin’ yours. Except that the Boomers forgot something, alone all those years in their hamster wheels. Time in assisted living and hospice costs much more than all other healthcare combined, for the typical consumer. That’s the grand finale after living underwater or with a reverse mortgage on cat food because of all them asset bubbles, price shocks and inflation.
What was planned, was that generations XYZ would be paying into the unfunded liabilities of social security and supplemental health care. While XYZ worked and also raised their young. Gone soon. Without jobs or careers, the entire sleazy racket comes to a screeching halt. Free of their hamster wheels (yet prior to the flash that inclines them to duck and cover) by ones and twos the Boomers will find themselves googling the same phrases: “world3”, “peak oil” and “capital flight.”
By then youth suicide rates will have soared far beyond even what we’ve seen so far:
A.) declared “epidemic” in the 90s by surgeon general David Satcher,
B.) #1 cause of death for ages 15-24 in the 00s and
C.) suicide #1 cause of injury-related death (all age groups) in ‘merica last year.
We reap what we sow.
The point is that someone needs to pick up the garbage, flip the burgers and turn the lights out after municipal bankruptcies. The Boomers will be stashed away in their hidey holes soon. Their cat food don’t grow on trees and their debt ain’t gonna pay itself back. That “someone” sure as hell ain’t me. Maybe it’s you?
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Baby boomers are a fucking disgrace. They had the easiest lives in the history of humanity, grabbed everything for themselves, and left an epic trail of destruction behind them (and in front of them). And then they wonder why their own kids are having such a rough time making do with the no-security, no-opportunity, bled-dry society they left behind. It must be the kids’ fault!
I want to die
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changeling, you are a brilliant writer. kudos.
Well I was moved earlier by two people’s posts. Basically both posts read that each was getting ready to kill himself/herself because of older folks coming down on them.
I don’t really blame the Boomers especially, but sometimes they get a little high up on their horses. No one’s perfect so I wanted to have a little fun painting the almighty in a less-than-flattering manner. Thanks all. 🙂
This needs a few more reads…