An open letter to my generational elders:
Refer to the water cycle, Chapter 10 in your textbooks. As water rises higher and higher it is absorbed by clouds like a sponge. Eventually, these clouds reach their saturation point and can’t withhold any more water. The saturation is released as rain. Conversely, my generation–not quite old enough to bear the Gen-X name, suggestions welcome–is really the first to have to deal with a similar saturation point. We’ve been molded into a pill-popping collective of zombies with no idea of scope. We walk around in a melancholic haze, sending the psychologists to the bank happy, barely making it through college with the slightest of effort. Our attention spans have been whittled only to the length of the latest flashy commercial. We are unprepared to accept the reigns, I’ll readily admit that.
Unfortunately, we’ve been born and raised under the warmth of neon lights and harmful rays. At all times, from all angles–TV’s glow, computers are constantly running, fluorescent bulbs blanket us. We’ve been saturated with propaganda and synaptic carcinogens–billboards, commercials, pop-ups, carefully researched demographic material, multi-million dollar marketing budgets. Yes, you’ve experienced it with us–but the sterile specter of big business had as much a part in our upbringings as our parents did. Ask someone my age about their childhood, they’re more likely to tell you about what TV shows they watched and toys they had before they mention their family.
The result is clear–we’ve become a collective of aspiring reality stars and professional socialites. We throw money away annually on new technology, released in carefully calculated increments in effort to extract maximum profit, so that we can constantly contact each other. IM? E-mail? Cell? Text? Blackberry. We cannot deal with silence. Every inch of space has to be filled with something–the hum of the TV in the background of other acts. We can’t comprehend the idea of existing, if only for a brief few seconds, inside our own brains. We can’t make plans for the future, get some direction, when it’s hard enough keeping order with the new spring line and oh that new fast-food speciality sandwich. So turn on the TV and take a look at my peers. Eating worms for money, playing a role for more air time, handing off our dignity with each passing Fox reality pilot gone wrong. Most of us don’t speak passable English, can’t write 100 words on the Holocaust, don’t know the names of the faces on our money. Education dollars are sparse, and really who has time to learn? When Mos Def said, “Young bloods can’t spell / But they can rock you in Playstation” he wasn’t limiting his sight to urban gang members.
By giving the parents of America a break, improving our incredibly flawed economic system, making it easier for them to support a family with only one job and therefore giving them more time and encouragement to spend with their family, our children will experience a properly nurtured adolescence. And then, if we have properly instilled in them a true sense of values, they’ll avoid the pitfalls of imperialistic materialism that sets the standards for our bankrupt society today. They’ll want to better themselves as people–become more well-rounded humans–and hold more value in that then accumulated possessions.
I don’t defend the direction my generation has taken and I’m certainly not proud of it. A selective minority who have somehow managed to remain sane are disadvantaged by the association they involuntarily bear. The dark cloud of stagnation hangs over us all like the comedown from our blunted heights bogs us further, even those who overcome our laissez-faire childhoods and try to actually make something of ourselves. There is nothing more disappointing than hearing the word “faggot” shouted within the confines of an institution of supposed higher learning. By peers. Despite America’s PR image we are not, sadly, a free and open nation to cultural variances. We still have a very real problem with racism, sexism, homophobia, and religious intolerance, and in some ways–seeing it everyday–it is a fire that burns in the heart of my generation with a significant severity. Now more than ever our nation’s young adults are under orders to doubt what looks different. It’s a tense time and our most volatile demographic is now trained with the scent of blood. And it seems everything’s going to explode. Except this time it might be on our soil.
So no, there is no defense for this behavior. It seems unlikely we pull our lower halves from the quicksand currently devouring us, and become enlightened as a whole. We are essentially bound to being, at best, a mere footnote in the vast specter of human existence. And at worst, a small cancer which seems so much worse given the tools at our disposal. We’ve been granted the gift of being the world’s most advanced creatures, and we harness our incredible potential for the work of evil.
So while bemoaning what my generation has become, understand that you’ve had a large part in creating us. You’ve realized the profit in our ignorance and you’ve exploited us. As a result America is losing ground. Slowly new empires are building, crafting mission statements that aim towards intellectual and technological advancement. Us? We’re paying $1.99 to have funny jokes sent to our cell phones every day.
Maybe we’re a generation on the brink… On the brink of societal implosion, failure. Will we be destined to live in the foreign environment of looking up at other empires? To be the whipping post instead of the whip? Sadly, my generation has the opportunity to right some eternal wrongs and the resources to start another breakthrough for the human race. Instead, the only “counter-” in my culture has been “productive.”
Boo Hoo….cry me a river!
WE NEED TO DESTROY ALL TECHNOLOGY AND LIVE AS THE PRIMITIVES DID.
DOWN WITH COMPUTERS.
DOWN WITH TECHNOLOGY.
THE ONLY REAL MUSIC IS SCREAMING WHILE BEATING A HOLLOW LOG!
Gawd!what are you going to sound like during your mid-life crisis…GEN Y forever, lossssers
Generational haterism is the leading cause of sarcasm overdose in the world today. Down with GH!
Wow…I can’t identify with any of what you wrote, and I’m pretty sure I’m close to the age you’re referring to.
dude, don’t worry about all the jokers (who do a great job of proving your point for you)
you had some damn good things to say.
Yes, I agree, cris. I was actually referring to everyone else who had posted negative comments, if that wasn’t clear enough.
Definitely some good points made.
Not a joker
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I am lucky enough to have a family that can claim 4 generations alive at the same time. What I notice about them (in relation to this “article”) is that the generation that had things the toughest, with the least amount of opportunity and the most hardship, complains about it the least. The generation that has had it the easiest, with the most opportunity and the least of hardships, acts like a bunch of wankers.
It’s sooooo tough having to choose between 31 flavors of Frappucino. OH THE HUMANITY!!!
Maybe I’ve been misunderstood here, and I’m sure that’s my fault, but scotty I’m not complaining and I kinda resent the accusation. I’m not discussing how difficult my generation has it. As a matter of fact, I tried to make it clear that I believe our generation has it easy with all the amenities we’ve been granted, and we’ve sadly let it go to waste. Hope that clears things up. I’m with you scotty, I’d like to see the rest of my generation buck up and make something of themselves instead of complaining how tough they have it.
Look, I didn’t intend to rag on you. But you made it too easy. Every young person views their “time” this way. Just insert your current pop cultural complaints and references. It’s not enough to complain about anything when that alone is your only point. It comes off as whining.
For example:
“So while bemoaning what my generation has become, understand that you’ve had a large part in creating us.”
WTF? Come on. We all enter this world at some point or other and have to navigate life on those terms. What sets you apart is how you deal with it.
Peace Out
Not every young person views their “time” this way, as someone just previously replied in this very thread that they don’t relate despite being approximate age. I’m sorry if I offended you, I didn’t want to step on any toes of those older than me. But what I said was the truth–I wasn’t complaining or whining. Again, the onus of the article is on my peers to make themselves better and speak from the heart about what I see as a young male. I was raised to believe that sometimes publically complaining about wrongs causes them to be righted, however naive that might be for cynics. All I can do personally is hope I find the perspective, and inner-peace you seem to be enjoying, and I won’t find anything to complain about. I’m sure the view’s much better without the urge to defy.
Well, whether or not Tom’s argument comes off as whining, the tone does further emphasize the sort of disenchantment this generation feels. But that’s a subjective stance, sort of like pulling the race card at every opportune moment. It becomes a response AND the filter through which all actions are interpreted.
By my age, I fit into this essay’s described demographic – but in my general attitude, I disagree with it, and I don’t think it represents the more byzantine emotions of any set group. If there’s to be any comparison between this generation and others, I regret that we may pale because we never collectively came together for something great. This essay does reflect one view – and Tom, you captured it well. But there’s more to us than this, and it’s possible to be happy when it’s NOT raining.
It’s amazing how “generationally attached” you feel coming out of college and how “generationally detached” you feel about 3 years later.
I really respect what you’re trying to go for here. It’s a tremendously difficult subject to tackle. But…What are you saying, Tom? It sounds to me as though you’re struggling with finding a value system. Why “struggling?” Because your statements strike me as nebulous, vague, and unmoored from any concrete reality.
“So while bemoaning what my generation has become, understand that you’ve had a large part in creating us. You’ve realized the profit in our ignorance and you’ve exploited us. As a result America is losing ground.”
What does this even mean? And from whence the tirade on racism, sexism, homophobia, etc? What’s that got to do with it?
The only part of this I “got” was when you mentioned parenting, but then you made some piss-away comment about a “flawed economic system” that needs to “give parents a break.” Give ME a break. We ALL make choices, and have the freedom to choose, our way of life. No “change” in any “system” is going to make parents better parents.
And that, to me, is where the crux of your actual argument lies–in lifestyle choices and parenting choices. Maybe you’re saying parents need to stop chasing the dollar and spend more time with their kids (but how to afford ballet class? Or college?). Maybe you’re saying parents should get rid of cable, or not allow video games in the house. I don’t know. But if that’s what you’re saying, you should say it, man–concretely! Pick your values, and stand up for them!
I agree with Tom, and I relate to his article. Of course there are exceptions to everything, but as a whole, I think he’s got it right on. I believe there are many problems with this generation. But I also have a lot of hope for it. We are still young and there is plenty of time to grow and learn. There is no perfect, thats life. We have to acknowledge the problems and work to change them. And there’s only one way to start.
Thanks Tom
If there’s “only one way to start” it sure won’t be inspired by this crap….
pete townsend hoped he would die before he got old.
he didnt.
hes not complaining now.
Personally, I’m more of the opinion that the generations have a lot more in common than they have differences. And that a lot of the younger generations’ self-loathing is due in large part to the older generations’ romanticization. But I think it’s important to get those feelings out there either way. There ARE differences and to totally blow those off without even thinking about them is just stupid.
Keep fighting the good fight. Hold your generation (and especially yourself!) accountable for their actions. And don’t lose hope that a handful of people with good intentions and good organization can make a positive change in the world!
I agree with Scotty. The most opportunity, the least hardship, the most resources, and the largest failures. We have had it easy and it shows.
We cannot deal with silence. Every inch of space has to be filled with something–the hum of the TV in the background of other acts.
This is a key, but I think it’s symptomatic of almost everyone born after, say, 1950. A lot of boomers, gen x, etc. can’t deal when it comes to hearing their own brain. Here comes our 19th nervous breakdown. We can’t even endure a head cold without blogging about it.
And why is my grandparent’s generation so uncomplaining? My grandpa can barely walk, he’s half blind, and in constant, acute pain but you never hear him complain about it.
He’s a tough old guy, but he (and a lot of his generation) has an inner toughness, as well as a grateful nature. He thinks he’s incredibly lucky and enjoys everything he has. What did his generation understand that we don’t? Was it just the hardships, or was it growing up in a time when constant entertainment was just not available?
Or is it just old age, and the understanding a lifetime brings? I’ve definitely wised up a lot as I’ve aged, but I still have kind of a weak character compared to my grandparents.
Who knows how dignified and tough we’ll be when we’re 70? Who knows how wimpy and whiny our grandparents were when they were 20?
Tom, I think you’re on to something, but I hope you don’t have as bleak a worldview as the article suggests.
For every vapid moron worrying about downloading the latest obnoxious Jamster ringtones, or worrying that their SUV doesn’t match “who they really are as a person”, there are plenty of other people that are busy educating themselves, working for political campaigns, studying to be doctors or lawyers, and just generally trying to imrove their lot and the lot of plenty of other people. Do I think Americans are too focused on possessions? Yeah, I do. But I doubt it was any worse than American life at the end of WWII, or on the eve of the Depression. I won’t say, “Oh yeah, people will get sick of the consumer culture, or the orgy of materialism” because more than likely they won’t. But it doesn’t mean your generation is totally fucked either.
Today’s young adults, taken as a whole, are arguably the most coddled generation of all time. Not a great surprise – all the effort put forth in previous generations was intended to make a better life for their children. So, fait accomplis. So now we sleep in the bed we made. At one time, the average 14-year-old dropped out of grade school and went to work in a steel factory. Today the average 14-year-old can look forward to 10 or more years under someone else’s roof with no bills to pay.
I’m a firm believer that one who faces a minimum of adversity also lacks an appreciation for things that go well. If the biggest decision you’ve ever had to make is where to go to college (with your parents footing the bill), then maybe simple pleasures like quiet days off and the aurora borealis and reading a good book can’t be appreciated in quite the same way.
Not that I’m an old codger or anything, but my advice to twenty-somethings is please do not try to hold your generation accountable for anything. You will go insane. Every subsequent generation seems to live shallower and shallower existences. All I can suggest is that you refuse to accept mediocrity, look past the crass commercialism and study what people’s true motivations are, know what you personally stand for, and defend it vigourously. If some of your philosophy rubs off on a few people around you, so be it. But don’t feel disparaged just because the top selling record of the week in your age group is Matchbox 20 or something similarly beige.
“Tom, I think you’re on to something, but I hope you don’t have as bleak a worldview as the article suggests.”
Nah, steve-o, I don’t. It might surprise you to know that I’m actually a very laid-back person who enjoys reflection more then just about anything. And I do have hope for my generation, and I know that people develop as they get older. And I can see the forest through the trees. It just upsets me when I’m sweating my ass off on a moving truck all day while my peers (some of them friends) are having thousands of dollars wired to them at the drop of a phone call. It’s disgusting. And that’s where the vitriol came from.
Regardless, I’d like to thank everyone who took time to consider what I wrote and write an insightful response. I like to think I can learn something from all of you, and I hope you feel the same way regarding me. That’s what makes these comment boards so fun.
Who knows how dignified and tough we’ll be when we’re 70? Who knows how wimpy and whiny our grandparents were when they were 20?
Good point, Jake. Maybe it’s only life.
All I can suggest is that you refuse to accept mediocrity, look past the crass commercialism and study what people’s true motivations are, know what you personally stand for, and defend it vigourously.
Nice, Greenwood. That’s all any of us can really do in the end.
What you own ends up owning you.
What the – Palahniuk, will you get outta here!?
Well my friends say that I decieve myself
And that I contradict myself
And I can’t say if they’re right
But I’m not ashamed
Oh I can take a challenge
And so I won’t die
Someday I’ll be dignified and old
I know it –Modern Lovers, “Dignified and Old”
I love my blackberry you terrorist.
I know that this is crackerjack philosophy, but J.C.Mellencamp kinda got it right when he said:
“There is nothing as sad or glorious as a generation changing hands.”
Basically, a person can either choose to align themselves in lockstep to the foibles and follies of their “generation”, or can choose to be a self-thinker, and not let a certain arbitrary set of values come to define you, the individual. I decided long ago that with all the nuttiness in the world, I need to know myself, and to let the rest of the world (save for my loved ones) fend for themselves. As long as I adhere for the values I’ve defined for myself, I can laugh at the absurdity of the world. The man who’s getting rich off of selling ringtones to gullible buyers must be laughing himself until he pisses himself; I would be.
All generations have a certain subset of hollow values; it’s our responsibility to not fall for the hype. It’s also our responsibility to not get too comfortable with corruption where it lies, whether it be government, corporate America, or wherever. Once you let it go unchecked, it becomes the houseguest who will never leave.
And inter-generational sniping will get us nowhere.
Stepping down from my soapbox now… remember when the worst thing you could call someone was Communist? Now it’s terrorist… nutty, I tell ya!!!
hmm. i always suggest that you should accept mediocrity. like, embrace it. love it like a blister. it is the way forward.
honestly, mediocrity is an integral part of life. don’t expect so much of yourself. christ. i can’t find words to express how much unenlightened grad-speechery is being shoveled out here. wait, maybe i can… reread that last sentence, cause that about did it.
all my living grandparents complain constantly, as do their friends and family. they like it. it keeps them busy.
honestly, mediocrity is an integral part of life. don’t expect so much of yourself. christ. i can’t find words to express how much unenlightened grad-speechery is being shoveled out here. wait, maybe i can… reread that last sentence, cause that about did it.
Ha! Excellent.
“Personally, I’m more of the opinion that the generations have a lot more in common than they have differences… Keep fighting the good fight. Hold your generation (and especially yourself!) accountable for their actions. And don’t lose hope that a handful of people with good intentions and good organization can make a positive change in the world!”
I agree, Jake.
This sounds like an existential crisis (a.k.a., quarter-life crisis, mid-life crisis, etc.) and it’s the human condition, really. But as Nietzsche said, “He who has a why to live, can bear almost any how.”
This sounds like an existential crisis (a.k.a., quarter-life crisis, mid-life crisis, etc.) and it’s the human condition, really
Really? Because to me it just sounds like an overprivileged kid whining for lack of anything better to do and writing about it really, really badly.
So Nah, where can we see samples of your writing style? Tom is a respected contributor to GloNo, and you’re just someone trying to piss on someone’s parade. Until you prove that you’re such a dazzling wordsmith, STFU. And how many overprivileged kids do you know who have to work in a moving van? STFU, you bitter skell.
Oh. OH. HE DRIVES A VAN? I SEE THE ERROR OF MY WAYS AND REPENT AND SHIT. I’m SO SORRY.
I would say “I got your writing sample right here,” but that would be tactless. I’m not bitter at anything but these kids who have been given the entire world and see fit to do nothing but complain about how no one else is doing anything with their lives, and The Generation Is Lost Woe Is The Generation, and that’s essentially what the writer is doing, and I’m fucking sick to death of it. I sincerely think it’s a terrible piece, and the anonymity of the internet makes for a wonderful place to rail against stupid kids who write badly, and if it makes me a coward and/or an asshole, so be it. I most likely am.
“Really? Because to me it just sounds like an overprivileged kid whining for lack of anything better to do and writing about it really, really badly.
WORD!
My first impression of this piece was “WTF? This guys TA needs to take a red marker to his midterm paper and teach him a lesson.”
For a sample of my writing, please look two articles down.
OK nah, at least you admit your faults. I think it’s ridiculous for you to assume something of me (being overpriviledged) without knowing anything about me because you’ve got some grudge against what I wrote. If you don’t like it, fine, but anonymous internet bashing (as you admit to) is immature, indifferent, lazy, silly, a waste of my time, a waste of everyone else’s time, and uninformed. I’d respect you if you had something serious to say to me about it, and we can discuss privately (I’ve expanded the conversation with a few responders, which has been insightful to say the least). As for my writing style, tough shit. Grab a dictionary if you don’t know the words.
So let me get this straight:
It’s “a waste of my time, of everyone else’s time, and uninformed,” and yet you still feel compelled to further waste yours and everyone else’s and blah blah blah’s time by using your brain material to respond to me. And how is giving a first name or an email address or a URL going to give you any more peace of mind? Are we going to get coffee, having established that I think you’re a shitty writer, so I can give you pointers on how to write a piece with an actual point? Is leaving comments on my blog or bitching me out over email going to make you feel any better? You don’t know me. You never will. You don’t have a relationship with these people that you’ve “established” a “discussion” with. We may as well all go by X for the connections that the internet gives us.
Oh, and don’t assume that because I have an opinion of your writing that doesn’t match up with your mommy’s or your fawning little adulators up in here means that I can’t understand the words you use. You’re shooting yourself in the foot, Tom. And again: you don’t know me, so why accuse me of things that drag this all-fired fucking important discussion down to at most a middle school level?
to be fair, it’s a fairly easy assumption someone on a web board is at least somewhat priviledged, having the cash to drop on a net connection, an assumption made easier if the person works in a non-wasting-time-on-the-internet type position.
i do agree with tom’s insinuation that he’s a bit verbose and pedantic. but then so are the words “verbose” and “pedantic”.
i don’t however see how he’s shooting himself in the foot by insinuating that you’d need a dictionary to understand what he is saying. “shooting yourself in the foot” generally refers to some sort of self-defeating action, as opposed to… well, you’ve just kind of thrown it in there as a non-sequitor. hey, whatever.. it’s kind of a neat visual i guess.
…and clever use of the word mommy.
ps. you’re putting your nose to the grindstone.
All of you are poopypants!!
No, see, I think it works, because “shooting yourself in the foot” also refers to “directly working against what you’re trying to state or case you’re trying to present.” Whatever, though. How about this: “You’re painting yourself as a giant ass by player hating and overdramatically assuming/stating that because I don’t like what you wrote it indicates that I can’t understand your writing style because it uses a lot of big words and is way too deep for me.”
Better?
AWRIGHT! Break it up! Here’s the deal:
1. Anyone with the ability to think for themselves decides at about age 20 or so that their generation is a passel of ninnies, for any variety of reasons. It takes a while to realize that it’s not just your generation, it is society in general.
2. Everybody (as evidenced by several crabby-assed posts on here) hits a point in their late 20’s or early 30’s where they mistakenly equate bitterness over their own disappointments with knowledge about “how the world works”. In response, they tend to lash out at the generation immediately following them. I think the anger has more to do with looking at the “kids” and seeing oneself reflected, 10 years younger and irritatingly wet-behind-the-ears and engaging in all sorts of behaviors that the 30-year-old used to but doesn’t anymore and there’s just NOTHING more irritating to see things about yourself that you dislike being writ large in the behavior of others. Most people around age 30 start feeling as if they have really been kicked around by the world, and it pisses them off that you’re still running around with your ass unkicked. They want to kick it for you. Don’t worry. Most will grow out of it with a little time and further reflection.
3. No single generation, no matter how noble or hard-pressed they have been, can be summed up easily. To say that older generations who’ve been through serious hardships don’t complain simply means that you’ve never met my grandma (who grew up dirt poor, physically- and-possibly-otherwise abused), a one-woman gripe machine who wasted my dad’s childhood by constantly calling him to her bedside to inform him that she was dying of various imagined illnesses (which is a whole other variety of total self-centeredness). She’s still going strong at 90, by the way, still constantly complaining and convinced that she’s about to be snatched prematurely from life’s sweet grasp.
I guess all that I’m trying to say is that while each generation does have some identifying experiences and touchstones, it’s much fairer and rewarding in the long run to just make character judgements on an individual by individual basis. Idiots come in all ages, colors and sizes. So do the people that you’ll be friends with forever.
It seems like everybody tries to define the characteristics of each new generation just as they’re hitting their twenties, which is ridiculous and premature. I don’t think that anyone can truly say what “defines” a generation until that generation is just about ready to die or is already gone. For most of us, life keeps on happening well past thirty, which is when most discussions of “generations” fall by the wayside. So don’t worry about it!
speak for yourself, man.
Accept mediocrity if you must… but that makes YOU the bastard who’s responsible for keeping tripe like Amber and Rob Go Shopping for Cheese on the air!
There’s really a show called Amber and Rob Go Shopping for Cheese?! You kids don’t know how good you got it. When I was young, all we had was chedder, american, and the occasional swiss.
uhh… accepting something is not the same as encouraging something. for instance, in accepting that the world is round, i by no means accept responsibility for maintaining its roundness.
furthermore, refusing to accept something that exists, even in yourself, is not really a means by which to lessen the existence of something.
like, if i refuse to accept that i am a shitty soccer player, that will not improve my abilities, and while practice may make me less shitty, i will nonetheless still be shitty. my only option is refusing to play in the knowledge that i am shitty.
i am suggesting that one who becomes aware of their own shortcomings, or the shortcomings of others, should accept them and thereby decide to either stop playing soccer because you’re shitty, or keep playing (or allowing others to play) soccer (with you) despite (them) being shitty.
my way means a more honest and reflective approach to mediocrity, as opposed to blind dogmatism.
ps [“shooting yourself in the foot” also refers to “directly working against what you’re trying to state or case you’re trying to present.”]
presenting an alternate (if somewhat redundant) definition of a turn of phrase has no bearing on the question of whether that turn of phrase actually applies to any of the words which surround it.
this is evidenced by the fact that your subsequent restatement of your own words contains no reference to the foot-shooting action (and no, portraying yourself as a player-hater is not shooting yourself in the foot, unless of course the player you’re hating on is yourself… otherwise it is, if anything, shooting others in the foot)
noodles:
WHAT? ARE YOU TALKING? ABOUT? I was stating why I chose the phrase “shoot yourself in the foot,” and then saying why I thought it worked in Tom’s case, then choosing a phrase in reference to Tom, not me, not you. “Player hater” was directed at Tom. I realize that the act of player hating, as such, is nowhere near shooting yourself in the foot. I officially retract any and all homilies and/or colloquialisms I may have used in the process of wasting everyone’s time, especially Tom’s, because it is clearly precious. However, I am officially confused as to whom you, Noodles, are directing your last paragraph. And of course, part of me wonders why our young generation-rejecting author has suddenly fallen silent….
Tom, I take it back, you were not whining in the least bit…after reading all of those comments I understand your frustration…you Xers need to take a hit of X and chill the f*ck out, it’s really is not that serious, seriously…
I’ve been silent for two reasons:
1 – I don’t have the time to go online every day. Oh well.
2 – You’re right–insults are silly. I was kind of upset with myself over that since I usually avoid talk like that. And this time I won’t get baited so easily. So, despite your continuous lurking here, since you made it abundantly clear you have no interest in conversation, I figured there was nothing left to say. Actually, as far as I’m concerned, there is nothing left to say anymore, since we’d be moving in circles. Sorry you didn’t like the piece. Maybe next time…
“noodles:
WHAT? ARE YOU TALKING? ABOUT?”
you are a whole bag of hammers.
good times…