Dear Young Americans:
I won't tell you how special you are because you've heard it all before.
I don't have to tell you how special you are -- which is good, because I don't think you're particularly special. Then again, I'm one of you, so I wouldn't. Born in 1981, I am part of a generation that is accustomed to being coddled and cheered and championed, even when we haven't done much at all. It started in the cradle when our baby-boomer parents gazed into our innocent faces and saw perfect, wonderous reflections of their perfect, wondrous selves. It continued as soccer coaches and ballet teachers turned into SAT tutors and career counselors -- people whose job was to make sure the world understood just how wonderful we were. The Internet sealed our fate. Our parents and grandparents, enthralled and a little terrified by the transformative power of technology, watched as we neatly picked up our lives and moved them into HTML. We learned to expect applause for simply showing up.
And really, if we're honest, that's all you've done -- show up.
I really wish we could somehow change this about our currently generation. Economy, national security, energy... all of these are certain problems in our country. But no problem is more far reaching or impactful to the future of this country and our world than the selfrightious attitude of our younger generations.