I just read an article in Macleans magazine about how my generation is leaving a dire present for their children: fewer jobs, lower pay, higher taxes, bleaker futures. I say my generation but being born during the Second World War means that technically I am a pre-Boomer. Dave is full-fledged though.
We always think with gratitude that we were the last of the Need a Job? Choose from among these...people. I certainly didn't seek out that status, or step on anyone to get it, or abuse it when I had it. I don't want to feel personally responsible, because of my accident of birth, for the fact that my own children are suffering fewer jobs, lower pay, higher taxes, bleaker futures. Does someone really think that I'm gloating about that, snickering with my aged boomer friends about how we screwed Gen X Y and the as-yet-unnamed generations that follow?
Granted, I did not personally call my MP to complain that life was good and could something be done about that.
I did get involved with the volunteer community, supported the United Way campaigns, wrote letters to Amnesty International and boycotted lettuce, carrots, grapes, red meat, gender-exclusive activities and printing e-mails ---all at appropriate times. I didn't kick puppies or push razor blades into Hallowe'en apples.
I do care that my kids can't have their pick of jobs and that their mortgages are hellish-high and that day care costs almost as much as one parent earns. I think it is a shame that in a few years, there will be more retired people than workers, and that those of us who lived to this ripe old age are going to need health care. I just don't know why suddenly it's both a universal surprise and my fault.
R U Listening, Macleans???
Pre-Boomer Left-leaning Totally-selfish Canadian Woman.