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The fuck you on about.
The other generations built all that you see. They worked like dogs in the mud, the blood, and the shit so you can be the whiny little slut that you are. You complain because you can't afford an apartment with a McDonald's paycheck. News flash the boomers were born during one of the hardest national crisis this country has ever faced. They knew what it was like having nothing. So save me your tears while you sit comfortably in your mom's basement, eating her food, wearing the clothes she bought you.
When you have to wear flour sacks for clothes and work 12 hours in the field on order to eat beans you planted and have to wear shoes too big or too small because that's the only ones you can afford... then cry to me. Until then man the fuck up and take responsibility for your own poor life choices.
Quoting: The Deplorable Jackson No boomer went through that you lying sack. Baby boom is post ww2...you were born into unprecedented material abundance
With free or affordable housing and college, jobs. Baby boomers are delusional.
Tsk, tsk, tsk. Most of us boomers were the kids of men who worked in factories and moms who worked at home. Money was tight for most of us. Clothes DID get handed down if they had any useful life when you outgrew them.
You got a pair of "gym shoes" (cheap PF Flyers) at the start of the school year and they'd better last through next summer if you wanted summer shoes to knock around in.
If you had a television it was black and white and there were two or three stations.
Want a book? Head to the library and hope it was there.
TV went off around midnight and the "test pattern" was on until the farm report at 5 a.m. the next morning.
Family had one car, and the old man washed it on Saturday until you got old enough to do it for him. The lawn got mowed with a push mower. Snow was shoveled, leaves got raked up. You grew vegetables in the summer.
"Prosperity" was a VA loan for a house that maybe ran 900-1,000 square feet; three bedrooms with one bath, a one car garage.
You played outside until the street lights came on. Supper was at 5 o'clock, be there or go hungry.
You were rich if your family had a private phone line, most made do with a "party line".
The really rich people got a color TV and you hoped to get invited to watch Bonanza and "Disney's Wonderful World of Color" on a Sunday night.
Some went to college, some didn't. There was no shame or pride either way. Today it's somehow "beneath" people to become welders, plumbers, pipe fitters, electricians, or mechanics.
We rode bikes without helmets. If you got picked on you learned how to stand up for yourself, we didn't whine about bullies. We learned how to work on the rat trap first cars we bought if we wanted to keep 'em running.
It wasn't easy but it built character and resourcefulness.
Don't talk about what you don't know about.
