I recall being a boy growing up in the 60’s thinking what it must have been like to have been raised a generation or so earlier. Facing war in the trenches or on the beaches. Old movies sold me on the idea that they were people who really kept their distance from each other or so it seemed to me. Very formal, very cold and unemotional but then, they had to be. Of course, my grandparents reinforced some of this idea of a generation that sacrificed, kept their feelings to themselves and had few expectations.
These days, I look at the kids especially in the west and I have to say I worry about them. Weak, sensitive to any form of perceived criticism, unused to any kind of sacrifice or hard work in the main, they have expectations that cannot be met and believe themselves to be so important as to have others call them by specific words. They cluelessly follow each other like lemmings and adopt issues like climate change and mask wearing as if it were their religion. I hope and pray that they come to their senses before it is too late for humanity.
Of course, I am generalising. The contrast between these two generations could not be more blackj and white could it?