Worst generation ever...

It seems Generation Xers are having a hard time raising their kids. Naturally, it's time to point and laugh at them.

I truly and lividly hate my generation as a whole (and as a 'hole). While a certain amount of credit and sympathy has to be given to this first generation of no-fault divorce and legalized abortion (not to mention the victims of mass-buggering by ugly, mustachioed piece-of-shit baby boomer parents -- thanks a lot assholes), as a general rule I still have a great amount of disdain for the generation that declared "I want my MTV" and was stupid enough to climb on board the worst fashion and music bandwagons of all time.

I read something today that really pissed me off. It was some kind of a tantrum on how much better the kids of today have it than the poor, bewildered generation that came before it. Much was made about the younger generation's "culture of entitlement."

You assholes -- the GenX generation wrote the book on entitlement culture, embodied in the very line I quoted above: "I want my MTV." Do you not think for a second that you were as big of a pain in the ass to your parents when it came to demanding consumer goods? Where do you think your own kids got these attitudes? I mean, this is a generation of parents who insisted on dressing up their babies in designer Osh-Kosh and preschoolers in Mary-Kate and Ashley Olson tank tops. What the hell did you expect your kids to turn out like -- the Von Trapp children from The Sound of Music?

Mind you, it's pretty hard raising kids right when most of them were only kids themselves when they had them, probably conceived in a three-way between yourself, another girl and a one-eyed biker mutant you thenceforth lost contact with -- at least until you brought him on Maury to find out if he's the father among the approximately 500 which could be. To which he said, "Yo yo bitch -- that ain't my baby. You's a ho." To use his vernacular, he's was right.

Wow, this entry is taking a pretty huge turn into left-field -- let's try to get the train back on the track. Anyway, you may call me a hypocrite, considering my most recent entry bemoaned a lack of quality children's programming since the death of Jim Henson. But, unlike the article I read today, I don't blame the kids for that -- I blame cruel, cold fate that takes genius away from us at too young an age and leaves behind a cornucopia of assholes who do little to nothing to earn their right to live.

I've said it before and I'll say it again: Jim Henson remains dead, yet you continue to live. Why?