Millenials get a bad rep.
If you ask most people to picture the Millenial generation, they’d probably think of bearded hipsters frittering away their days in coffee shops, cat video obsessed BuzzFeed addicts, drunk MDMA fuelled students falling out of nightclubs, polyamorous twentysomethings spending their evenings Netflix and chilling.
Self-entitled molly coddled overgrown children who think the world owes them a living – that’s the general impression.
As a card carrying member of the Millenial generation, I can attest that this is patronising nonsense (apart from the bit about the beards). This view of Millenials is made all the more infuriating when it comes from members of Generation X, the most cosseted generation there’s ever been.
I know it’s tough to feel sorry for young people and this all just sounds like a spoiled brat moaning about the grown-ups, but let’s compare Millenials to their parents’ generation to prove Millenials aren’t as overindulged as they’re made out to be. Continue reading “A message from the much maligned millenials”