Or looking at the world through morose-colored glasses. Monica Hesse, writing at The Washington Post, examines the results of a new Pew study into the outlooks of Americans of various generations. The result?
Baby Boomers whine. A lot.
The baby boomers — that prominent group of middle-agers whose massive numbers invite never-ending dissection and speculation — have once again spoken. What they have said is, " Waaaaaahhh."
This is according to a social and demographic trends survey released recently by the Pew Research Center. The survey measured the pessimism, dissatisfaction and general curmudgeonliness of 2,413 adults in various generations.
The results validate any member of the Greatest Generation who ever looked at his or her offspring and sadly thought, "soft." Simply put, boomers are a bunch of . . . whiners.
More than older or younger generations, boomers — born from 1946 to 1964 — worry that their income won't keep up with rising costs of living. They say it's harder to get ahead today than it was 10 years ago. They are more likely to say that their standard of living is lower than their folks' but that things don't look too good for their kids either (67 percent of younger generations, meanwhile, feel they have it better than their parents).
Everything stinks, except for the things that stink even more, and it's not exactly clear why, considering that this is the population with the highest median income. Boomers also have fewer difficulties affording housing or medical care, the survey says, and they enjoyed greater job security last year than older or younger generations.
There are some very interesting points made in the article. Funny points, in many cases.
Personally, I took my kids through the old neighborhood I grew up in yesterday. It was an eye-opener for them. The streets were a little meaner than when I lived in that area and I'm sure it is more dangerous since there are gang problems these days that didn't really exist back when I was growing up. But the same hopelessness of a poor, crime-ridden neighborhood was there. The same dirty streets, the same rundown houses. My kids were stunned at where I had once lived. And I didn't show them the really bad places.
Maybe coming from that background saved me from the angst of the boomer generation. My mother raised five kids alone on a secretary's salary. We lived hand-to-mouth at best and we lived in very poor neighborhoods. But three of us managed to work our way through college. My youngest brother has a highly-skilled (and highly paid) job repairing boat engines. We worked our way out of poverty.
It's probably best that Pew didn't interview me. I would have been an outlier. I'd rather not spend my whole life drunk on disappointment like too many of my generation.