It’s been forty years. No one cares. The world does not — and never did — revolve around you. So please scurry off and die already, and take your self-serving myth-making right along with you.
Thanks,
Everyone else.
This entry was posted on Sunday, August 16th, 2009 at 12:36 by Vincent and is filed under Blowing Stuff Up, Booze, Crazy, Die., Free Speech, Marxists, Stupid.
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The question is whether, as a scion of your generation, you feel comfortable speaking for everyone.
I guess I would be from generation Y (as in ‘Y-the-fuck-do-we-have-stupid-generational-names?’)
JMB
Speaking for Generation X, I agree!
“Generation Jones”? Just what we needed, another title for a group of self-centered and self-interested people to use when they talk incessantly about themselves!
Interesting blog. Arguably, the biggest legacy of Woodstock is its huge impact on the real children of the sixties: Generation Jones (born 1954-1965, between the Boomers and Generation X). This USA TODAY op-ed speaks to the relevance today of the sixties counterculture impact on GenJones: http://www.usatoday.com/printedition/news/20090127/column27_st.art.htm
Google Generation Jones, and you
The Baby Boomers: Killing America from Woodstock to Private Stock