The kids are not alright

I keep waiting for the great Baby Boomer revolt.

It's not just that my generation is taking the brunt of the massive layoffs, replaced, if at all, by "lower cost" employees in their twenties. Or just that, even without a recession, we would face a hostile, age-biased job market at a time when many of us should be in our peak earning years. It's not just that we're the ones who lost the pension protection enjoyed by our parents, to be replaced by now decimated 401(k)s just as retirement nears. Or that we've spent a lifetime paying for the Social Security and Medicare of others to find that the nation sees our turn for this social compact a "looming danger" to be curtailed or stopped altogether. It's not just that the experience and skills many of us spent decades amassing are arbitrarily deemed worthless in "the marketplace."

It's all this, but more.

Throughout time people have awakened in a foreign country, whether they traveled anywhere: it's called old age. For many Boomers, this discontinuity has arrived much sooner compared with previous generations. And all the electronic distractions can't compensate for a simple fact: What happened to our country?