Our Generation

Hi there. I'm Charlie. I am the weirdest fucking teenager you will ever meet, and feel free to read my mindless rants.

My generation, our generation, is a complexity. We are a generation of thinkers, dreamers, liars, thieves, charlatans and saints, straight-shooters and assholes, wannabes and depression victims. Bluntly put?

We're kind of fucked up.

But we have to determine whether this generation of insane fucking kids will make or break our nation. The hippies preached love and peace, but ironically, most of them turned into fat-cat businessmen who start wars. The baby boomers did decent, but they kind of fucked us up too.

Or does it matter? Whether the youth are fucked up or not? Does our success lie with the same odds as a coin flip?

And what about the things that separate us from our parents? Does our racial and sexual tolerances increase our likeliness of success? Is "United We Stand, Divided We Fall", an apt motto to apply?

Or are we going to be a blend of good and bad? A bittersweet cocktail that'll revolutionize America in ways we can't even dream of?

Or maybe a giant meteor is going to kill us all, I have no fucking idea, only time will tell.