We talk a lot these day about different generations. (Well, the Americans do and the world has followed along, as it tends to do with a lot of American culture.) Millennials, Gen Z, the dreaded Gen Alpha, the terrible Baby Boomers, and of course that forgotten generation, Gen X – which includes yours truly.
We’re now living in a world where someone is dismissed as out of touch by being called a Boomer, or is automatically judged as entitled just by being Gen Z, and I’m thinking, do we really need more categories to separate us? OK, I get it, it’s a fun thing I suppose, though maybe it’s not so fun for me since I tend to get lumped into the Boomer category, meaning I’m older than dirt to young people. But more and more we speak about each other using these broad generational categories.