Tet offensive
: Meep leaves a wonderful comment below and I quote in full:
Jeeez. Boomers.
Vietnam was over before I was =born=. And boomers =still= think they’re the center of America. Well, I’ve gotta say, not for much longer.
Most people my age don’t even know what the whole Vietnam thing was about, and why it’s considered a “bad” war compared to those “good” wars. What’s the diff between Korea and Vietnam, I’d like to know, other than in Vietnam we let the commies win?
You know what this reminds me of? “The South Will Rise Again” nuts. Think of the bitterness of the old confederate vets that festered for years… and the South remained a backwater until it gave up that confederate outlook and decided to join the 20th century and become a magnet for business. Are boomers going to be eating their livers in retirement because of Vietnam? Sounds like it to me.
Looking at my mortality tables (I’m an actuarial-type), I note that boomer deaths are really going to pick up over the next couple decades. I’m hoping that will finally get people to shut up about Vietnam. I notice that generation Xers (my generation) don’t go on about this crap – unlike the children of the confederates, we’re not carrying this forth to future generations. So I guess the boomers should wallow in this while they’re still alive, because their children sure won’t.
I just hope that in 2035 someone not yet born writes in a medium not invented: “Jeez. Xers. Iraq was over before I was =born=.”
Come to think of it, I do hope that in 2035, someone not yet born writes, “The war on terror was over before I was born.” We can only hope.
: Anil adds in the comments:
Being the same age as Meep, I have to agree and also point out that it’s likely that we’re the ones (those born 1975 and later) who are likely to decide this election. Keep on blathering about non-issues, folks…
: And Robert Sterling pipes in:
FWIW, I’m an early X-er born in 1970, with a fairly keen recollection of the mid-70s. I remember how bad hippies smelled, and that alone is nearly sufficient to indict your generation.
Hey, I was clean. I wore really goofy purple shirts and sandals (no socks). But I was clean.
