Boomers: My generation! My generation!

GenX: Hey dad, what you doing?

Boomers: Talkin’ ‘bout my generation things my parents said to me…

GenX: What sort of things?

Boomers: Awful, cold things.

GenX: Such as?

Boomers: Er … um … tax the rich to build a welfare state?

GenX: And?

Boomers: Something about minorities …

GenX: Go on…

Boomers: I think it was “don’t put minorities in death camps”

GenX; You know you’re kind of an asshole?

Millennials: Oh hey dad, big bro. Wassup?

Boomers: Your brother was just leaving.

GenX: Well I do need to go get some overtime. My mortgage is fucking killing me and apparently someone ran away with my pension fund.

GenX: Asshole

Millennials: Wow. What was that about?

Boomers: Oh, music tastes. Anyway, let’s go into the city. There’s a matching band and something I want to talk to you about.

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Boomers: Cool band! Anyway, in the unlikely event that I die soon after plundering the healthcare system your grandparents built and laying waste to the environment, will you defeat the plans that they, and by they, I mean “I” have made? I know things are shit and it’s my fault, but I can’t be arsed to clean up after myself and the beach bar is open …

Millennials: My older brother was right. You are an asshole.