Boomer Schadenfreude

It’s no great secret that I hate the Baby Boomers – in short, I despise their self-righteousness, their sanctimoniousness, their whining sense of entitlement, and a series of economic, social, and political plagues that my generation (and the ones following) are going to have to mop up. I can’t help but snicker at any “stick it to the Boomers” story, so when Alan Greenspan’s comments to the House Budget Committee hit the news I happily pictured him as a cackling Richard Widmark in Kiss Of Death kicking the Boomer wheelchair down the stairs.

The Long Beach Press-Telegram had a superior headline in their print edition: “Greenspan to Boomers: We Can’t Afford You”

(nota bene: I fully expect Social Security to be a non-entity by the time I’m old enough to be eligible for it. I’ve resigned myself to accept that the money I’ve paid into Social Security is lost and if given the choice I’d rather not pay into it at all.)