I'm From Y Generation and I'm Here to Help

I did vote in the last election, but sadly the election was predetermined by the previous one; sex, lies and videotapes, a gutless lame party that could never find a voice that resonated with anyone but a few dogs in upstate New York and those were half-breed pit bulls.

I am dealing on a daily basis with the guilt I feel for the ire I have toward the generations ahead of me.

(Yes you; I’m talking to you). I often think I am being too hard on you. I am trying to come to terms with that anger by several techniques I have learned since coming to this city. I have found spitting out windows on to people below does wonders to alleviate some of this anger, as does kicking a metal garbage can top into an alley that is almost, but not quite, empty of people. The sound is amazing.

I digress so I will address you {group hug} now - briefly:

I know it wasn’t your fault that you let the situation get out of hand. You were living the American dream, dancing in the street and mourning John Lennon, raising future soccer players and CEOs; this understandably caused some of you to lose focus. The stress of trying to be number one, do it all, bring home the bacon and fry it up in the pan. The consumption of time caused by coaching little league, helping at school so Johnny would get into Harvard (you knew you could get him better grades that way, it's not like Harvard wouldn't be able to tell that he was really an imbecile so that might have all been for naught), and trying to keep a straight face when telling your kids you never got high was about all you could take.

The government became some vague concept which you no longer understood -well, you knew something about three branches - and didn't need to as long as there was money in your bank account, a new car every couple of years and a roof over your head - preferably a large roof - in a large home with many closets all of which contained various designer items and enough dog food for that purebred golden that adorned your front steps.

It's not your fault that after the shock of nine eleven you rallied around the President even if you didn't vote for him. It is; however, your fault that you really didn't know why you didn't vote for him or why the candidate you did vote for was better.

Let's do better next time.

I'm from the Y generation.

I'm here to help.
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