Generation labels are BS.

At some point, a clever media article increments the previous letter, or since everything was not planned well from the beginning and the letters have run out, stamps a poorly conceived label on a group of people.

These ‘generations’ are based on ambiguous date cutoffs, are engineered retroactively, and don’t really align with any actual zeitgeist of a period. Because discrete vs continuous and other reasons. But any good scapegoat requires a convenient label.

Begun, the generation wars have.

The older generation is blamed for the world’s problems since they were ‘in charge’. The younger generation is blamed for being impulsive or wild, just not working hard enough, and maybe having too little respect. Also toast wrecks the economy or something?

The older generation is perplexed by the fracas since the people who were actually in power were supposed to be taking care of the big problems, while they were working a job, raising kids, and hoping to retire some day. They had no direct power and could not make decisions of a magnitude that would change much of anything in society.

The younger generation is equally perplexed because they have little money, status, or power, and are also working a job or three, waiting to start a family perhaps, and have often given up on retiring someday.

Everyone has been fed a steady diet of fabricated hopelessness, dysfunction, and outrage from the media for decades.

Only a few will realize the whole ‘generation’ thing is fabricated to keep you distracted. Who benefits from the scapegoating, infighting, and status quo? Someone is driving it, and benefiting from it, but it is not you.

Vote dammit

Those things were more digital than digital, but would still get beat by nixie tubes.

July 4, 2024. The first time in my life I have mentioned simulated wood grain twice in one day.

Only available in harvest yellow, burnt sienna, olive, and white. Upgrade yours with some simulated wood grain accents to match your station wagon for a reasonable price. Don’t leave it outside in your vacant lot where kids might play inside. Be nice to the Sears appliance department salesperson. They really want a promotion to the vacuum cleaner department so they can buy their kid a high-fidelity 8-track cassette this Christmas.

I’d keep waxing nostalgic but it will never buff to a nice sheen these days. My parents got a toaster as a wedding gift and it was still in daily use when I went off to college. Appliances nowadays are junk.

Mmmm, yes; science is most excellent: Ballistic Beef™

Only available for a limited time.

General Mills added unicorn marbits in 2018, so this sounds appropriate!

Some people enjoy the front end. Some people enjoy the back end. Some people like accessibility. Some people enjoy the full stack, and some people enjoy gratuitous innuendo.

Not that there’s anything wrong with any of that, but just about all software engineering is a dumpster fire today. This isn’t the future that was imagined by those resource-constrained titans who came before us, basking in the incandescent glow of the blinkenlights, fearing nothing in this world except dropping a box of several hundred punch cards thus rendering them out of order.

What we really need is a new language, design system, serialization format, package manager, build system, project management methodology, architectural pattern, IDE, and please, please, I’m begging you man, just give me one more framework to tide me over until Monday when the stores open again. My supply chain is under attack brah.

If you are a trans am you should abstain in the general election. Because you are a car. And cars can’t vote. But I’m sure the supreme court is working on fixing that.

You can tell it is fake because no human would tie up the tent door flaps using the little nylon fettuccine thingies they sew onto each side

I prefer the phrase ‘giving a dump’, because I sure don’t seem to be taking anything away from the transaction.

Alas I have digressed. I too indulged in the literary expositions of the shampoo bottle. Conditioner only on Fridays.

I have become so desensitized to the festering dumpster sludge media that the window treatment shocks me the most in this picture

I operate in el camino reálity. Miss me with that ranchero and canyonero nonsense.

Pre-1980s canvas camping tent … now with more leaks!

If I am not mistaken, according to the grammatical scrolls, having a chin makes everyone … chinese

Yo dawg, we heard you like engine braking so we gave you engine breaking in your engine braking!

See kids, that’s what happens when you brake too hard.

Ok, keep your secrets. I’m just so tired of being a disappointment to others.

Another, there is.

Frakkin Cylons! I knew it!