Fair is fair! Last week, I wrote a piece called “Dear Old People” and put the boots to old buggers carrying on and on and on about “the good old days” and how super special they were. Now it’s time to put the shoe on the other foot and explain to this current generation that they’ve got nothing to be smug about (as if they could get any smugger!) Here are a few things young people need to remember before they start shooting off their mouths about how uber-cool they are.
You didn’t invent sex, and from what I’ve seen recently on TV and in the movies, you’re not even doing it right.
And speaking of movies, when your largest contribution to cinematic history and Western culture is various super people beating the crap out of each other, you ought to be ashamed of yourselves.
You did, however, invent Twitter — the nastiest, meanest, pettiest, most judgemental, disrespectful form of communication in human history — and history will hold you accountable for that.
Angry Face emojis aren’t actually going to change the world.
And instead of just sitting around talking about saving the planet, you might try picking up those paper coffee cups and plastic water bottles you’ve been throwing all over the place.
Quit complaining! God! Spending half your life offended and the other half bitching about it has got to be a miserable existence.
When your biggest concern in life is celebrity gossip, you’ve got a serious hole in your soul.
“Brave” — you keep using that word. I do not think it means what you think it means.
Zombies aren’t real — and neither are Disney princesses, Jedi knights or the MCU. Talking about this stuff all the time is like debating what kind of cookies Santa Claus likes best.
A tattoo doesn’t mean you’re unique, spiritual or a badass. It means that you have disposable income – just like everybody else west of the Vistula.
The entire world, from Baltimore to Borneo, is sick of hearing about your stupid student loan. You borrowed thousands of dollars to study Post-modern Ventriloquism – what the hell did you expect?
Illustration: Luis Quiles