EVERYONE OLDER THAN ME IS A BOOMER AND THE WORLD IS BAD AND IT’S THEIR FAULT WHERE’S MY SAFE SPACE WAAAAAAAAAAAAHH! I’m the 40+yo GenXer, you flaky little bitch. We built your goddamned internet. We have one foot in the analog and one foot in the digital. I can skin a deer, rebuild an engine, get a database into third normal form, hack together disparate pieces of back end server technology with a patchwork of PHP, Python, and Perl, and I can do that all by 5PM. By 9PM I will have already fucked your mom. Twice. I was in a mosh pit while you were being conceived. I can STILL hold my own in the mosh pit even now while your scrawny little ass is standing there, arms folded, nodding gently to the band, or face glued to your phone built via Chinese wage slaves, surfing the internet that MY generation helped build. And you know what makes me and my generation special? Nothing. Not a goddamned thing. Because we were bitching about the boomers before it was #trending. Many of them were the hippies that their own parents and grandparents complained about. They were the snowflakes of their era. Humanity doesn’t change. If you get up off your ass and do shit instead of complaining about getting triggered, and running off to your little hugboxes and safe spaces, you too can build a life that the next generation or two will claim you somehow stole from them. And you’ll laugh in their faces as well, or you’ll shake your cane at them and scream for them to get off your lawn. Anyway, I gotta get back to work. Stay thirsty, junior. 😉