I have gotten into a bit of a bad habit lately.
Like all old people that have come before me I’ve been finding myself carping about today’s youth when in a social setting. Typically, all the adults about me will agree when I point out how lazy they’ve gotten.
How they don’t have the same work ethic we had. How entitled they are or how disconnected they can be with one another because they stare at phones all day. I judge them on their trends. The music they listen that doesn’t resemble the good stuff I used be into. Their shorthand is difficult for me to grasp and I’ve given conspiratorial sermons on how Emojis are the Newspeak that Orwell warned us about. From that stand point of having something easy to complain about this young group is an easy mark.
The reality is that these kids aren’t really any different than the troubled and worried young man I used to be. The society they are inheriting is complex and difficult and many will achieve great things in spite of it. Many of them will bring much joy to the world and perhaps fix the messes my generation created.
They’ll work hard because they’ll have to.
They’ll figure out connections with one another because they’ll have to.
They’ll earn their keep because they’ll have to.
