My whole life I’ve been identified as Generation X. My generation is also known as the 13th Generation or Baby Busters as we are typically the children of the Baby Boomers. My parents were of the Silent Generation or also known as the Lucky Few. Most people who fought in the Vietnam or Korean War were from my parents generation. I am raising my son in Generation Z, also known as the Internet Generation or as I call it, Generation Idiot.
If you are familiar with Generation Idiot you know that this generation has no concept of time management, believe they should be recognized for simply participating instead of their achievements and have a false sense of entitlement. They seem to have the idea that they need to be entertained constantly. They can take school in a class room, online or at home. They spend more time on their phone than they do talking to someone face to face. Even their friends who are sitting right next to them!! As I have been trying to raise my son in this generation, I have been trying to instill in him the value of time, the value of keeping score and winning and losing correctly I am literally blown away by how frustrated I get with this general attitude of his generation. I want to strangle him and make him realize how lucky and blessed he is to have so many opportunities.
While I’m doing everything I can to, as Barney Fife would say, “nip it in the bud”, I can only do so much. Generation Idiot has no idea how to do math in their head, write a letter, address an envelope, or look at an atlas. Who needs to memorize where to drive when they can just pull up Google Maps every dang time on their phone? Who needs to learn how to tell time on a clock when they just need to unlock their phone? Who needs to learn how to calculate a tip in your head when there’s an app for that?
This weekend we spent a day at my friend Lynn’s pool. Lynn has a house on Keystone Lake and her view from her pool is pretty amazing. I didn’t even know what an infinity pool was until I swam in one at Lynn’s house. We made sure to invite the girlfriend to come along so the kiddo had someone his own age to talk too and hang out with. They swam and looked to be having a pretty good time. About an hour there, the kiddo decides to text me and say, ‘hey we are bored. what can we do?’ This, of course, appalls me. When I was 16…to be able to take Jason and go to a pool for the day was a GREAT day. I didn’t waste time being bored or wondering what else there was to do. We would have enjoyed ourselves. A little later I told him that he was at a house with a pool and that he and the girlfriend in no way were bored. In what world is spending time outside with a beautiful pool, a great view, free food and your girlfriend BORING?
God grant me the patience to raise this Generation Idiot child!