Sweet Bird of Youth?
What do we do with young people?
What do we do with young people?
We
are giving them messages like “ go on
your bone-idle life because your aims are still a long way off”, “ go on your childhood, because adulthood is
in distance”, “bind your trade mark
trainers, your skateboard, your cap on not quite straight and –you know the
song- don´t worry, be happy”, “all of
your mates do the same”.
Education?
Why? What´s it for? When you finish it you won´t find any job; at least a
steady job. These days promise you a junk job: more than ten hours a day in
exchange for five hundred euros. So it is a real bugger you study or you work.
Money?
That´s determined. What are your parents for? They have already lived their
lives and their savings are your inheritance. Don´t worry, be happy. You will always have cash and your basic
necessity will be met: food and drinks, clothes, gas to the car –if you have
drive license-, tickets to concerts, rubber boxes and to change the worned wheel
of your dazzling skateboard even.
In
addition, in a free way, we advise you don´t get pregnant your girlfriend
because a newborn complicates a bit the life. Either she and the baby come your
home – your parents home- or you go your parents-in-law´s home. Dreadful!
It´s
up to you.
Being
politically correct, what we are saying for male is applicable for female
although the pregnancy business it would be on the contrary.
This
message is typical of a member belonging to a savagely capitalist party that I call bankitician, a range of
entrepreneurs, presidents of football team, press barons, bankers and
politicians, a new hybrid breed interested
in running the needy mainly.
Fortunately
there are lots of young people that they turn a deaf ear to it and go against
the tide. But could they bring new hopes?
So
–and I want to explain it clearly- I understand them. I´m referring to young
people with trainers, skateboard and cap; they have lived in a bubble, in a world
prepared by others, and these loony sods from their offices have achieved to
make us to believe that´s the way. Be happy, yes, but worry about the matter
because is an essential affaire.
Owen
Jones has written a sleeck article in The Guardian; if you want to know figures
click here.
From
my Borstal.
LDR
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