General / Off-Topic Young people need to listen

So this is a rant, take it or leave it.

After many many weeks in the god damn desert, without beer because stupid religion, I'm now on my way back home.

Some people like the desert, I hate every square millimeter of it.

Why did I write young people need to listen? Because they should not make the same mistake we did in my generation, soon you, the younger generation need to step up and take charge of the situation and we the Dino's are going to be extinct.

I work as a project manager in a global company, let's just say it's not the local toy store, we build a lot of "stuff" and some of the projects are hundreds of millions of dollars.

Young people today as we did when we were young, believe they know it all, trust me you don't. A lot of young people today are brilliant, clever, and very focused on what they do.

The problem is that mistakes are reproduced over and over. We need to break the ever lasting "they and us" mentality, we need to stop fighting over stupid things like whatever we fight over.

Listen to old people maybe some of them are right, maybe some are just babbling, but at least listen and then make up your mind.

Think of what you do, and why you do it, don't just do it because it's hip to do it, I've seen to much follow the leader crap these few weeks to even wanted to recommend it, my suggestion would more be don't follow the leader.

I don't even know what my rambling is about, now it is going to be games, beer and relaxing at home.
 
Been saying this since the new political surge among young people started happening. They are sometimes very ageist.

When I got a bit older, I started listening more to older people, because they managed to survive til that age somehow so they have to know something.
 
Been saying this since the new political surge among young people started happening. They are sometimes very ageist.

When I got a bit older, I started listening more to older people, because they managed to survive til that age somehow so they have to know something.

Just wear a dress or dungarees, stick a pink plastic horn on your forehead, invent a pronoun, embrace some made up heritage and bloodline, be loudly offended by absolutely everything, start a patreon, and never have to work another day in your life :D
 
Just wear a dress or dungarees, stick a pink plastic horn on your forehead, invent a pronoun, embrace some made up heritage and bloodline, be loudly offended by absolutely everything, start a patreon, and never have to work another day in your life :D

It was easier for me to just marry a doctor.
 
I call it the Human Curse. When we get old enough to be wise, we're already out to pasture and ignored. The young who confidently know better then set about making the same mistakes. You couldn't write a better Twilight Zone episode. In my darker moments I think this is Hell and we're trapped in it. ;)
 
The worth of the wisdom of age is diluting. Not all across the board, but specifically in relation to most of the first world nations. In these countries 'old' people are now mostly extreme loons, voting for Bush/Trump/Brexit etc. These people have 'lost' their wisdom. They still have lived long enough and experienced enough to pay them some attention, but in general they are pretty toxic for the large part (to themselves and their societies).

The 'really old' folk, the wartime generation, people over 80 etc, well they still often have pearls of wisdom and a greater understanding on who we all are and what we should be doing (not waging wars often!). Trouble is at their advanced ages they are also losing their minds, so make bad calls or get easily led etc.

In the first world countries we are reaching a critical and dangerous time, all across the board, from rising extremism to global level catastrophe via climate change and environmental pollution, and we are rapidly losing the 'wise' voices in our society, to be replaced by people that have only known to follow greed and consumption and self interest.

Interestingly while it is the third world and developing nations that many of our current global problems are currently hitting hardest, they often have that depth of wisdom of age (and respect for their elders) still strong within their own societies, and this may ultimately 'save' their nations whilst ours are poised to crash and burn? We shall see. Hard times ahead and it is indeed time to lament the loss of most of our wisdom and wise people.
 
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For centuries the older generations, across the planet and from every background, have been saying that the younger generation; needs to listen to wisdom and the younger generation. Have been whispering about their elders; wishing they would just hurry up and die.

It is amazing just how much we all have in conmen.

As to the rant at the top of the page: Most young people got bored and moved on at the time the old codger stated to repeat himself, somewhere around the forth line.
 
I don't even know what my rambling is about, now it is going to be games, beer and relaxing at home.

I'm convinced that this is the gist of it.

One thing I'm old enough to know is that the "young" and the "old" are as they were in the beginning, are now, and ever shall be.

The more things change...

Enjoy being home - there's nothing better!
 
The young people have never listened. That's what makes you young. The problem we're in has nothing to do with young people, it's all created by us "old" people.
Maybe change it to, the old people needs to practice what we preach? Shoving it all over onto the next generation is the easy "solution" that won't change a thing.
 
After several beers in the airport I'm confident everything will be alright, thanks for your input, sorry for the babbing, *shake fist at cloud* I just had enough of desert and goats and "stuff".

Cheers!
 
So this is a rant, take it or leave it.

After many many weeks in the god damn desert, without beer because stupid religion, I'm now on my way back home.

Some people like the desert, I hate every square millimeter of it.

Why did I write young people need to listen? Because they should not make the same mistake we did in my generation, soon you, the younger generation need to step up and take charge of the situation and we the Dino's are going to be extinct.

I work as a project manager in a global company, let's just say it's not the local toy store, we build a lot of "stuff" and some of the projects are hundreds of millions of dollars.

Young people today as we did when we were young, believe they know it all, trust me you don't. A lot of young people today are brilliant, clever, and very focused on what they do.

The problem is that mistakes are reproduced over and over. We need to break the ever lasting "they and us" mentality, we need to stop fighting over stupid things like whatever we fight over.

Listen to old people maybe some of them are right, maybe some are just babbling, but at least listen and then make up your mind.

Think of what you do, and why you do it, don't just do it because it's hip to do it, I've seen to much follow the leader crap these few weeks to even wanted to recommend it, my suggestion would more be don't follow the leader.

I don't even know what my rambling is about, now it is going to be games, beer and relaxing at home.

For some reason I've been thinking about this sort of thing a lot thing lately. We are in a world were older people have behaved in a way that seems unfathomable to younger people and they have decided that older people must just be making really stupid decisions.

I reckon it is down to social media and targeted confirmation bias. When I was young I wanted to change the world and thought my parents and politicians must be wrong about everything and rebelled. As I got older I realised people (and particularly parents) trying to impart knowledge on me are not the enemy.

Now it seems anyone with what people used to call 'wisdom' must be hell bend on destroying the future of young people... :rolleyes:
 
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Call that a rant?

The contrast between generations was put under the spotlight this past few weeks...my daughter has a relatively severe form of aspergers syndrome and her education is...eventful. Tis a wonderful feeling knowing my late wife gave her a very specific cancer gene meaning she will be at risk fer the rest of her natural life, while Im the one responsible for her autism.

Many of her triggers are situational sensory which can be set off by random noises or sensations, sometimes from other pupils in a form of bullying. At a parent/teachers meeting last week, I was asked how I used to deal with bullying...'Casually stand up and slowly walk down to where the offending item was, grab a handful of hair and smash their head off the wall until they stop making silly noises'

Took them a few minutes of stunned silence to realize I wasnt actually joking. When I was young, this was how things were done...I was never bullied at school because it was known I was extremely unpredictable and not quite right in the head, so by and large, they left me alone. People fear that which they do not fully understand after all.

Nowadays, bullying has reached epidemic levels in some areas...what are they doing wrong? Well, they sure aint doing things the way we did them and it was never this bad when I was younger, so perhaps thats the first clue? The world grew up and moved on...bit too quickly imo and now the world has problems but no answers because the answers they hear from old timers like me isnt something that they are comfortable with.

I allow social services into my life, but only because I have no choice in the matter...they throw specialists at us every few months, more tests, more talking, more interviews, more inane forms to fill in, more doctors to go visit...and 8 years on shes even more messed up than I ever was and damned sure they never threw such things at me.

I think about what went wrong a lot, and considering shes 15 and cant even make a cuppa tea without supervision, it makes me fearful fer what her future holds. She can recite the entire book of The Lord of the flies in latin, but cant tie her own shoelaces and has no concept of how to make friends with other humans. She couldnt bring herself to join the army cadets while at 17, I joined the army and everything changed.

I dont belong in this brave new world...my ways and beliefs are outdated now and Ive become a relic of a past this country is trying hard to forget. I cant teach her how to live in todays world, I can barely tolerate doing so meself because I still feel rage at the establishment that gave me reason to hate in the first place. Sure I can teach her how to defend herself, how to strip a 9mm down to nuts and bolts wearing a blindfold, how to make a shelter in the but end of nowhere and make traps to hunt her own food...I know all that stuff but that knowledge in this age is all but useless. Even her heightened levels of empathy mean self defence is compromised because there will always be a slight hesitation when it comes to administering pain unto others...gamblers call that a 'tell' and fighters call it weakness.

I dont want my daughter turn out like me...I know what I am and I know what I am disgusts some people...I dont ever wanna see that look in her eyes so I dd what I can in the hope she at least understands my reasons fer the choices that were made back when my life actually mattered. I was a different person before she came along...full of hate fer the world and the burning desire to set the world to rights as I saw fit. But when I held her fer the first time, everything changed...something deep down that was previously unreachable was broken and made into something else.

The inane tribal politics, the religion and the dirty little wars that we fought, the money, the influence, the manipulating behind the scenes...none of it mattered. In retrospect, what I know the best, I wont...I cant pass onto her...it wouldnt be right of me to dd that and would turn her into something less wholesome.

Best advice or nugget of truth or whatever ye wanna call it from me would be...do not look at our generation fer inspiration or guidance. In my case, I hope the mistakes my generation made are put into history books somewhere that future generations will forget. Our greatest achievement being, still to this day, one of our most painful...we stopped fighting and in doing so we stopped serving a purpose. Now instead of having our names on a wall where Royalty lays a wreath once a year, we get to grow old and live with our regrets and our memories haunt our dreams.

Sometimes there really are some fates worse than death...to live with the fear that our children repeat our mistakes and we get to live long enough to see it. Mother Nature has a wicked sense of humour sometimes...some cultures call it karma perhaps...who knows...who cares?

Time fer my medication now...have a nice day ^
 
Call that a rant?

The contrast between generations was put under the spotlight this past few weeks...my daughter has a relatively severe form of aspergers syndrome and her education is...eventful. Tis a wonderful feeling knowing my late wife gave her a very specific cancer gene meaning she will be at risk fer the rest of her natural life, while Im the one responsible for her autism.

Many of her triggers are situational sensory which can be set off by random noises or sensations, sometimes from other pupils in a form of bullying. At a parent/teachers meeting last week, I was asked how I used to deal with bullying...'Casually stand up and slowly walk down to where the offending item was, grab a handful of hair and smash their head off the wall until they stop making silly noises'

Took them a few minutes of stunned silence to realize I wasnt actually joking. When I was young, this was how things were done...I was never bullied at school because it was known I was extremely unpredictable and not quite right in the head, so by and large, they left me alone. People fear that which they do not fully understand after all.

Nowadays, bullying has reached epidemic levels in some areas...what are they doing wrong? Well, they sure aint doing things the way we did them and it was never this bad when I was younger, so perhaps thats the first clue? The world grew up and moved on...bit too quickly imo and now the world has problems but no answers because the answers they hear from old timers like me isnt something that they are comfortable with.

I allow social services into my life, but only because I have no choice in the matter...they throw specialists at us every few months, more tests, more talking, more interviews, more inane forms to fill in, more doctors to go visit...and 8 years on shes even more messed up than I ever was and damned sure they never threw such things at me.

I think about what went wrong a lot, and considering shes 15 and cant even make a cuppa tea without supervision, it makes me fearful fer what her future holds. She can recite the entire book of The Lord of the flies in latin, but cant tie her own shoelaces and has no concept of how to make friends with other humans. She couldnt bring herself to join the army cadets while at 17, I joined the army and everything changed.

I dont belong in this brave new world...my ways and beliefs are outdated now and Ive become a relic of a past this country is trying hard to forget. I cant teach her how to live in todays world, I can barely tolerate doing so meself because I still feel rage at the establishment that gave me reason to hate in the first place. Sure I can teach her how to defend herself, how to strip a 9mm down to nuts and bolts wearing a blindfold, how to make a shelter in the but end of nowhere and make traps to hunt her own food...I know all that stuff but that knowledge in this age is all but useless. Even her heightened levels of empathy mean self defence is compromised because there will always be a slight hesitation when it comes to administering pain unto others...gamblers call that a 'tell' and fighters call it weakness.

I dont want my daughter turn out like me...I know what I am and I know what I am disgusts some people...I dont ever wanna see that look in her eyes so I dd what I can in the hope she at least understands my reasons fer the choices that were made back when my life actually mattered. I was a different person before she came along...full of hate fer the world and the burning desire to set the world to rights as I saw fit. But when I held her fer the first time, everything changed...something deep down that was previously unreachable was broken and made into something else.

The inane tribal politics, the religion and the dirty little wars that we fought, the money, the influence, the manipulating behind the scenes...none of it mattered. In retrospect, what I know the best, I wont...I cant pass onto her...it wouldnt be right of me to dd that and would turn her into something less wholesome.

Best advice or nugget of truth or whatever ye wanna call it from me would be...do not look at our generation fer inspiration or guidance. In my case, I hope the mistakes my generation made are put into history books somewhere that future generations will forget. Our greatest achievement being, still to this day, one of our most painful...we stopped fighting and in doing so we stopped serving a purpose. Now instead of having our names on a wall where Royalty lays a wreath once a year, we get to grow old and live with our regrets and our memories haunt our dreams.

Sometimes there really are some fates worse than death...to live with the fear that our children repeat our mistakes and we get to live long enough to see it. Mother Nature has a wicked sense of humour sometimes...some cultures call it karma perhaps...who knows...who cares?

Time fer my medication now...have a nice day ^

Sorry to hear your daughter is one of the "lucky" ones receiving the cancer gen on top of everything else, however you sound to be the diplomatic type, just up my ally, so all is all right ;)

I hope all will work out for you guys.
 
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