I'm sick of it. All this slop about Baby Boomers turning sixty. If I hear that Ameriprise guitar player do his weird, wimpy Happy Birthday thing more time, I'm going to puke.
I wish I could be wittier about this, but I can't. Because all I want to do is puke.
If I weren't a Baby Boomer, I'd hate them. Thanks, media and press.
Although I
am looking forward to a scholarly take on the subject from
Leonard Steinhorn and his book - the one with the trouble-making title. It's trouble-making for a reason, no doubt.
But please - no more 'they're turning sixty' Baby Boomer stuff in the press, ok?
However, if you must read one article (or another one), read this one. It's by
Meg Heckman of the
Concord Monitor:
When reflecting on their lives thus far, many boomers interviewed invoke the memory of their parents, calling them "the greatest generation" and speaking humbly of their achievements. But they're no less proud of their own very different accomplishments.
Now let's put a stopper in it.
P.S. And even if you love the guitar player,
read this.
Tessa Wegert's piece on Click Z about a Burst! Media study is a good one - although there's nothing much new here if you've been keeping up with the Baby Boomer online demographic curve:
Tessa is an entertaining business writer. Not surprisingly, I found her anecdotal research more compelling than all the numbers. For example, she tells a story about her mother-in-law giving the 20 and 30-something youngsters in her family Logitech video WebCams for Christmas, then announcing:
