I'm an older millennial. I think we were born right on the cusp of a generational shift in parenting. See, we didn't grow up with the internet, and cell phones only became somewhat common towards the end of highschool. My friends and I played outside, didn't have helicopter parents, and were eager to grow up (most of us got jobs young, driver's license was seen as freedom, not a burdon). Everyone was excited to come when they turned 18. We were in a rush to grow up.
My cousin who is 7 years younger is completely different. Him and his friends seem to want to delay adulthood as long as possible. Most dragged their feet on learning how to drive ("why, when you can just get rides from people?"), Getting jobs ("why spend all that time making minimum wages when I can be having fun?") and generally skirting adult responsibility of any kind. Almost none of them vote or have even a passing knowledge of politics beyond what they read on BuzzFeed.
It's really bizarre. It's like at some point being independent and self sufficient became "uncool". Or not lit, or woke, or whatever the hell kids say now.
Long Chile was a silly place.
My cousin who is 7 years younger is completely different. Him and his friends seem to want to delay adulthood as long as possible. Most dragged their feet on learning how to drive ("why, when you can just get rides from people?"), Getting jobs ("why spend all that time making minimum wages when I can be having fun?") and generally skirting adult responsibility of any kind. Almost none of them vote or have even a passing knowledge of politics beyond what they read on BuzzFeed.
It's really bizarre. It's like at some point being independent and self sufficient became "uncool". Or not lit, or woke, or whatever the hell kids say now.
Long Chile was a silly place.