That little clip of a kid screaming "Anarchy, Anarchy, Anarchy. I don't even know what it means but I love it." Sure, that audio is addictive and adorable. Sure, that explains our generation and today's kids. But why?
I mean it took long enough to hit me. We've grown up in such a volatile and dynamic era with innumerable inventions coming up one after the other, with politicians who work more like businessmen than socially serving people, parents trying to teach us everything available or being too busy to teach us anything at all, our daily lives moving so fast like a commercial on TV to even register and digest one before being bombarded with another.
No wonder that we are a confused bunch. No wonder that we grab everything that we see, talk about every little thing that effects us and have minimal patience with the lack of individuals to even hear us out properly. No wonder that a majority of us are indecisive, and have opinions on things that we have no idea about, fight for little things that we believe MATTER and help raise voices and help eachother out.
The previous generation LOVE to talk about how we're an undisciplined lot, irresponsible, impulsive and very materialistic and care for things that don't really matter. But honestly who gives them the right to decide what matters and what doesn't? Saving a life is crucial for a doctor but for a graveyard owner, dead bodies are a necessity of income. We grew up in an unstable world with no guarantee of what our world will look like in five years. Sure 2020 was far different than it was predicted in 2015, but there is so much improvement in thought, beliefs, empathy and so much that couldn't be put down in mere words.
Just when will people give up insulting other generations for what they are or were? Because every community is different, every era experiencing different things and fighting different issues. There are more similarities between us and the people of the 1900's first few decades than our previous two generations because that is how every century moves, with a never ending cycle of events that are stringed together universally.