Generation X

I haven’t said a lot about the loss of Farrah and Micheal, not on Facebook or any other online forum. I did mention something to my mom and a friend; both responding with they wish the coverage would stop in terms of Michael.

I liked Michael Jackson, not the current version but the older one, the one who brought us Off the Wall and Thriller. This was the King of Pop and he songs from those albums will live on through my IPod. Then I stumbled upon an article about Generation X and our losses.

I used to cringe when I heard that term, Gen X, but in time I finally got what my generation wanted and I agreed. We want a career with good pay but we also see that vacation and time with our loved ones is important also.

We aren’t lazy but the term greed is good isn’t part of our vocab. I had to discuss this years ago when I worked for the chamber back home. At the time they looked at me like I had two heads and if we sat down again to discuss it, I am sure I would get the same results.

Our generation has seen great losses in our short lives. I was in grade school when the Challenger exploded, shortly before my birthday. I watched on CNN the first Desert Storm and then with wide-eyed wonderment, saw the start of the second Desert Storm. I also happened to be at home the day the towers fell. I remember being in my college apartment when Diana was killed. Seriously, when does it end?

Or could it be that Gen X happens to be the first generation to go through such losses via the internet and television? Our lives are shaped by what we read on Facebook, Twitter and other blogs. None of this information was readily available when we were growing up. If a teacher had not been sent up in the Challenger, we would have learned about the disaster that evening, on the news, with our parents.

We were even blessed with the unfolding of the OJ Simpson trial on tv, the verdict was televised and classmates at college were either whooping with joy or anger. The all emcompassing media has taken a hold of Gen X and made it virtually impossible for us to go no longer than ten minutes without logging on or checking our cell phones (which have Twitter, Facebook and email on them). Do we really need to be so connected to the world that we cannot function for even a weekend without it?

In the past, going on vacation meant a real vacation, maybe a glance at the news or a newspaper but I can honestly say that I was so lost the last time I was in NYC on vacation because I couldn’t log onto Perez Hilton.

Our generation is the guinea pigs, Gen Y and further will never understand a time without a barage of information streaming from their phones. Sometimes I wish I could just put the phone and the computer down and just live life but then I remember I tend to break out in hives when I can’t pop onto the internet to see who is doing what and when.

What are your thoughts on Gen X?


What you see is what you get; I am a Nashville girl who is single, again. I use the blog to get my inner, tortured, wanna be writer angst out. One day I just may write a book. I have been stumbling through life for 43 years now, I love to cook, read and figure out more embarrassing ways I can either harm myself (thank you hula hoop of 2010 and the case of the thrown back) or just prove how inept I am at household chores and dieting. The people you read about on here are real but most have had their names changed to protect the innocent and not so innocent. And I really should make a list of them so I can remember! Enjoy, read, mock, laugh and comment, it really isn't difficult. Plus, I would prefer reading comments from real people as opposed to the weird spam comments I keep getting. Plus, I will always find the hardest path to follow and take that one, why would anyone want to take the easy way?!

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