Monday, January 14, 2013

An inaudible generation. 1980-2010.

We, as living, feeling, breathing human beings, have created a world smaller then ever before. With modern technology, specifically the internet, everything is live and rapid reaction for everyone to see and make an opinion on. With that being said, my generation is the first wave of adults that's voice speaks for a species, rather than a nation. 

Every previous generation until now has represented their nation, They all stood for each other as Americans, or Chinese, or British, which made it easy to rally around a single purpose or voice. The Baby Boomers rallied to the shouts of a Martin Luther King Jr. and a Bob Dylan. Generation X looked to the guidance of Ronald Reagan or Alice In Chains. Of course not everyone was on board with the Republicans or the Democrats, but every generation has had a single banner. A single ideology for a people, standing together. Be it the fight against communism, or creating domestic values, even if effecting the world, these were all American banners for an American generation.

My generation, as most, has a complicated story to tell. The difference is my generations values are based on a world wide scale, where language and borders are no longer a justifiable reason for a broken culture. our story involves men no older than their late 20's leading a revolution, tragedy, discovery, and an overall realization we still are clueless. All these events are going to fall on the shoulders of my generation to carry. With all this, we have so much to say and no one man, or one ideological stance we can take. How could it? How could one idea stand for a whole worlds generation that is ready for change? The idea of a single banner encapsulating everything this global generation meant is foolish. We are wielding the power to accomplish previously thought to be insurmountable tasks, yet we stand divided on where to focus our great resolve. We are aware of what we know is wrong, but turn a blind eye to what we wish was right. Our shouts are as good as silence, because we are voices all are masking each other. It is rapidly becoming all or nothing decisions for us. We must become the many who stood as one, or we will die as individuals who refused.


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