OK, official baby boomer (born in '49) reporting for duty here to stand up for her generation surrounded by bitter Gen Xers and fascinated by Millenials.
To be honest, I've always been a bit puzzled by the scorn hurled at us by the GenXers. Yes, we WERE a large group and, yes, as a moving mass through the decades, we did influence social and cultural trends and unwittingly cast a giant shadow over smaller, later generations. But, in fairness, we had nothing to with the circumstances of when and how we were born, and being part of a huge group brings advantages as well as disadvantages.
My generation was shaped by some events that rarely get mentioned when those accusations of "entitlement" get hurled at us. From the outside it might look like a Beatles and Stones, drug-fueled Woodstock, hippie nirvana youth, followed a sauntering off to well-paying, pension-rich, corporate jobs in dress-for-success suits, and ending up with a cushy retirement travelling the world. What doesn't fit into that picture, though, are what which I truly think influenced me and my generation.
We were the Cold War babies who learned about bomb shelters and nuclear annihilation in elementary school. We were the kids who saw other kids in iron lungs because there were no vaccines. We were the kids who were bewildered when someone assassinated the President of the United States on a sunny day in Texas. We were the teenagers who saw our friends sent off to fight a war that seemed senseless and saw them return home as druggies and broken misfits. As females, we were the ones who were told only "bad" girls got pregnant outside of marriage and, if we ever found ourselves in that condition, our only options would be to endure public shame before the baby would be handed over to someone we could never know, a forced marriage, or a back street abortion. As teenagers, we saw "White Only" signs, witnessed little girls in Sunday dresses being humiliated by shouting mobs, and were estranged from family and friends if we had a boyfriends or girlfriends whose skin color didn't match our own. We were told that university education wasn't needed if we were women and that we ought to leave those spaces available for the boys who "really" needed them. We could be nurses, but doctors were men. We were told to expect less pay than our male counterparts because a man needed to support a family, while we didn't. We were expected to be deferential as women and to quit our jobs when were pregnant--paid maternity leave was unthinkable. Yup, we were the "entitled" group all right with an easy ride through those early years.
And, yes, we were the parents of those embittered Gen Xers who didn't understand why we wanted to hang on to our careers and whose lives were damaged by parents who realized a hasty marriage at 19 doesn't need to be endured forever. We tried to hide our baggage and push them towards what we hoped would be a brighter future where ability, not race or background, would determine success. And, obviously, although our intentions were good, we were wrong.
Oddly enough, when the Millenials popped in for a visit, too busy texting to be embittered, we were fascinated. Here was the generation whose undaunted enjoyment reminded us of what we felt back in our youth when we were convinced we could change the world. These Millenials were doing what we had longed to do, without even glancing up from their smart phones. If we looked interested, they were only too eager to show us how to use NetFlix, order everything online, and use our phones to do everything but phone. To them, we boomers weren't "entitled" as much as irrelevant, and we loved them for it.