How
do you make fun of a highly tech-savvy demographic while trying to dodge the
inevitable backlash? Simple: you couch your criticism in terms that seem to
come from some other place, while eventually circling around to mark your real
target. Brooke Donatone followed this formula to the letter with a recent
article at Slate titled “Why Millennials
Can’t Grow Up.” Rather than write just another screed about
millennials’ legendary self-obsession, Donatone chooses to hurl invective at
“helicopter parents,” and their supposedly deleterious effect on the mental
health of their millennial children. This rhetorical flourish is little more
than a fig leaf for what is fundamentally just another crude hatchet job
against roughly 76 million Americans.
In
her article, Donatone merrily skips toward the conclusion that a generation of
over-parenting has produced a group of people who cannot “do laundry and
homework on the same day.” Apparently unable to conceive of any legitimate
sufferers of mental illness under the age of 35, she paints the picture of a
generational cohort who’ve never had to solve conflicts, and who are
cripplingly dependent on their parents for everything. Along the way, she
inserts tidbits of self-praise (e.g., “A generation ago, my college peers and I
would buy a pint of ice cream and down a shot of peach schnapps [or two] to
process a breakup”) and a few colorful details (“Google now has Bring your
Parents to Work days”). She even alludes to the impact of the Great Recession
and how a dearth of jobs has made “breaching adulthood” more difficult. But all
of this is merely a prelude to the great sanctimonious finish: All the problems
of Gen Y will fall away if we start exercising and dating online. You know, all
those things that real adults do. She asserts that everything will be better
when we simply learn to “cope.” Such an inflammatory charge should not be made
with such a cavalier air; the single 30-year-old patient who’s been presented
as the article’s protagonist does not count as a “trend.” (“Millenials strike back: We’re not just whiny babies!,” Tim Donovon
and William Guida, Salon.com)
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Cultures can hate, genuinely hate, their
kids. I think the reason we think this is impossible is because we're not
sophisticated enough to appreciate how evolution could possibly allow for it,
and because we all need to believe that however difficult, there always exists
some way to get our parents' love.
But love as an adaptive trait started off
very imperfectly. It was genius when before it was just reptiles and other
things all eating one another. But "love" still at first was a lot of
using children for selfish purposes, and abandoning them pretty much for the
first fruit tree once their beguiling eyes so glued to "you" stopped
enchanting. Our earliest ancestors were barely loved. They got enough to learn
how to replicate what little their parents knew, but nowhere near enough to
brave taking on anything new. They basically spent their lives fiddling with
the damage their awful upbringings brought them, the heavy price of what being
a species receptive to love had
earned them. Put some of us in the situation they were in, given the love the
better loved of us have had, and even if we knew no more than what they knew
we'd in six months innovate what'd take them 40 000 years to do. Tribes going
nowhere for thousands of years have found the opposite of the human ideal.
They're afraid to try the new thing, for it meaning the rest of the tribe
instantly packing up and leaving their cold asses alone in the barrens.
This is the thing. Cultures that show steady
growth are cultures that have known love beyond what others have. Growth means
not just satisfying parents' unmet needs, but tending to how your own life
might be made better. If this is tried with immature parents, you get abandoned
for daring as much, which is the source for all subsequent fears of apocalypse
and death and impossible to breach again. But even in fairly well loved peoples
— which includes the innovative Japanese — growth eventually makes them feel
like they're due for massive punishment. They've been guilty.
So what happens after the allowance the
massive sacrifice of lives and potential the Depression and WW2 enabled was
experienced as finally spent through all the 60s true utopia and 70s relaxed
sex and disco, is begin once again to see youth and growth as sinful and evil.
We create a world which does brutal things to our kids, who we see as deserving
their fate simply for desiring the same things a generation before had claimed —
desiring their own say on the world. We hate our kids. We project our own
"sins" into them, and sacrifice them to an increasingly terrible
world. And for doing this, we feel less guilty. It's awful, but true.
What kids who've been hated do, what
millennials do, is never get to the point their more evolved baby boomer
parents were at and be able to see an increasingly prosperous world as
something we all deserve and should just enjoy. They're back in a sense to the
primates, who've been sat on and chewed at so much for their barest hesitant
explorations, that their brain sees red when they see any instance of guiltless
self-pleasure. The "improved" Leonard Lawrence from Full Metal
Jacket, after all the abuse and beatings.
So they're going to be bombed out like the
Depression youth were. So broken they'd have it no other way. They'll look to
their starved bodies and know, like anorexics delight in knowing, that no awful
beast could see them as anything any further good chunk of meat could be gotten
from. And they'd know from their starved selves that they've sacrificed all
growth, sacrificed their generations’ turn, and surely for this and for dying
in some subsequent WW battlefield probably-don’t-it-look-like-in-China, have
earned acceptance and love.
At the finish, a la sort of "This is the
End," some Valkryie angel will scoop them up and cart them off the
battlefield, to join a welcoming angelic hoard.
DMichael@Emporium Wow. Simply put,
I'd hate to be you or especially your children.
Emporium@DMichael @Emporium I agree, it'd be terrible.
Every time I screamed at them for being spoiled brats, the effect would be
completely diffused by my having made known that this is just daddy's being
taken over by a demon parent alter in his own head, screaming at his own
"bad" self … it more likely means, that is, "Completely ignore
me. You're actually doing the right thing, kid. Good on ya."
DMichael
That was
hilarious, and spot on..
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RebeccaBeI
really don't understand the backlash to this article.
I, like most millenials, am not
lazy. I worked hard and did everything right. I have a teaching degree and
graduated summa cum laude. I got certified in four areas, which was expensive
but came well recommended. Halfway through my degree the job market tanked.
Education funding got slashed everywhere. Now few districts are hiring, and
those that are hiring aren't hiring me because there are ten times as many
qualified candidates as there are open positions. Faced with another year of
working at Starbucks, I'm aplying for Ph.D. programs instead. At least I'll get
a stipend as a graduate assistant, which is more money than I make now.
I live with my mom because I would
be homeless otherwise, not because I'm lazy and can't handle real life. I've
been handling it just like everyone else. No one does my laundry,
okay? Meanwhile, my friends have been dying overseas for a decade.
Everyone forgets that part. Does the fact that I (like pretty much everyone
else I know) am being treated for depression and anxiety make a little more
sense in that context?
Show me a
generation that went through a bigger economic downturn while simultaneously
fighting two wars and I'll show you a generation with higher rates of mental
illness.
Emporium@RebeccaBe Well,
you're a Depression generation. Their point is to have their youthfulness so
sundered of them that even when they're out, ostensibly left it behind, they're
still mending their own clothes and going to the equivalent of dollar stores
whilst their children reject their hardness and invent the equivalent of good
times and rock and roll.
There's consolations, though. For one,
people who are bruised enough in life come to see all this abuse as a sign of
their virtue — something they're lucky to have, for it clearly pointing out
that they couldn't possibly be spoiled.
And secondly, I doubt that they'll be
picked on for long. It's too easy to imagine militants arising amongst them
that successfully scare baby boomers away from uttering another blasted thing,
like Weimer-spoiled parents realizing that their humorless,
Depression-depressed/mentally-ill kids, have been steeled into this new thing -- Hitler Youth -- and who see in their own parents everything that has ruined their
once pure country. And also by their ability to do things that show such an
awesome disregard for themselves that boomers pull back wondering what the hell
they have on their hands -- 'cause there's no way they could do that!
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jsuserman Look, I generally object to broad brush
characterizations of entire generations, with the exception of WW I England,
and Depression Era America, I am willing to extend that to the bridge group of
WW II/ 1950's America, all of which experienced monumental historical shifts
recognizable only in retrospect.
"I am having a difficult time
finding myself, stop picking on me," just doesn't qualify as the
monumental shift I am talking about.
Truth is there are a lot of
man/girl not yet adults out there of multiple socioeconomic groups who planned
poorly in their education and work goals. This author seems to be among
the most vocal of them. My sincere sympathy is with you all. But
truth be told, you are not a special, not a snowflake, generation.
RebeccaBe@jsuserman Doesn't the fact
that these historical shifts are, in your words, "only recognizable in
retrospect" mean that your characterization of the shifts millenials have
faced as less-than-monumental is lacking validity?
And what part of two wars and the
worst economic downturn in 50 years (these are the shifts that millenials have
faced) isn't monumental enough for you?
I'm not a special snowflake (I've
read that article too, I didn't care much for it). I'm an out of work teacher.
I don't need to find myself, that's a luxury I can't afford on minimum wage. So
instead of "I am having a difficult time finding myself, stop picking on
me" how about "I did everything right and am still not successful, so
please don't call me lazy when in fact I'm just suffering from the same
recession as everyone else."
jsuserman@RebeccaBe @jsuserman "As
every on else", exactly my point. As bad as your situation my be are
you really comparing it to WW I England, WW II, or the Depression? I
really hope not. Yeah, I know you have it bad, but seriously,how about
" I picked the wrong teaching field..."
Oh, I never called anyone lazy.
Tho I do think the author is a bit of a snowflake.
Emporium@RebeccaBe @jsuserman Rebecca Be, please try and
recall there was a time when people didn't decide that the uniqueness of each
snowflake was something to deride, nor the uniqueness of each human being. If
you're on this same team of believing no one's special as these other assholes
are, they might relent in their attack on you a bit, but you're way more lost to
the human than you ought to, than you deserve to, be.
You might even start beating on your kin, who might more than casually assert that they deserve the house and car and vacations as much as any of those asshole boomers did. Maybe more, in fact — a life of fun, without compromise.
You might even start beating on your kin, who might more than casually assert that they deserve the house and car and vacations as much as any of those asshole boomers did. Maybe more, in fact — a life of fun, without compromise.
The Hippies took humanity further than
anyone else before, just like the Jazz Agers did in the 20s. There's always a
follow-up where humanity, suddenly feeling alone and abandoned, clings back to
more regressive ancestor/parental ideas of how sin-ridden humanity should be.
Some of our chosen enfranchised (like Lena Dunham) are going to get to be
exceptions — somewhat — but the rest of those we're coercing to think of
themselves as nothing more than a Depression assembly of bland-clothed
ordinariness, should hope to find some way to insist on their human right to be
enchanting anyway.
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