A HUGE FUCKING WALL ABOUT HOW SCREWED OUR ALREADY SHIT-SWALLOWING GENERATION HAS BECOME, AND HOW THE WORLD WILL END BECAUSE OF IT

This is gonna be one hell of an angry post.

A huge fucking wall about how screwed our already shit-swallowing generation has become, and how the world will end because of it.

I'm a fucking teenager, and I already see no hope for the future.

Of course, this is a mindset present with a lot of my other colleagues, and is often dismissed as simple teen angst or depression, or whatever the fuck of an excuse one seeks to create.

But it goes deeper than that. See, I was raised in the 90s. Yes, that gives me little life experience to tell about, but I see a difference of how I was raised than how my generation is raised. I was raised to APPRECIATE.

Boom fucking boom. There's the difference. Appreciation for how goddamn lucky of a little shit I am to have a fucking roof over my head every day and to have the opportunity to shove my loathsome little face with potato chips and Mountain Dew whenever I damn well please. I was raised to appreciate! I was raised to WORK. These are the founding principles that our world has been based on SINCE THE FUCKING BEGINNING OF CIVILIZATION.

Men and women both were WORKERS. That's what we do! That's how we survive! We experiment, we innovate, we discover, we create, we reproduce, and life continues!

And what a glorious existence it has been!

Let us all take a moment to look back at how far we have come. In a mere few thousand years, the human race has come from banging food with rocks to flying fucking spaceships and creating a worldwide database accessible by everyone privileged enough to use it!

How fucking amazing is that?! Everyone born before the year 2000, please give yourself a round of applause. You're amazing.

And everyone born afterward, you're fucked.

I have observed the human race for my whole existence, and I have found that there are two kinds of people. There are those raised well, and there are those raised poorly. I have learned that PARENTING is the foundation of our society. Once again, PARENTING enables kids to work, and work enables people to LIVE.

But here I am, sitting in the 2000s, wondering where the fuck did it all go?

Work doesn't matter anymore. Some talentless fuckass can sing profane gansta rap into a microphone and get his ass lined with dough, while those who spend thousands of hours gaining experience in a subject struggle to find a simple fucking job.

It's both the fault of the young and the old. It is the fault of the young for being stupid and hormonal enough to follow a crowd, and it's the fault of the old for not telling them that they can WORK TO MAKE SET AN EXAMPLE AND NOT JUST BE A FUCKING STATISTIC.

I probably sound like a goatfuckingfucking motivational twat right now, but that's the truth: hard work pays off!

But hey, I'm one to talk. I'm sitting here with my thumbs shoved up my ass typing some stupid fucking blog post that nobody will read. I don't matter. At the end of my meaningful, pitiful existence I will be almost instantly forgotten. Nobody will fucking care what I write. However, that is not the point.

The point is that all I see in my generation is downfall. Sure, there's the good kids: the ones who do well in school and get involved, the ones who's parents are oh-so-proud of their pretty little daughter who makes a solid 4.0.

But then there's the problem: most of the generation ISN'T LIKE THAT.

NOT EVEN FUCKING CLOSE!

Ha, I'm the same way! I make a 3.7 if I'm damn lucky. Most kids I know make about a 3.0 or lower. And it's the ones making the good grades who are going to have to pay for that.

There's no point in having a "higher class" of hard-working individuals who earned their way to the top if there's a bunch of fucking drop-outs bitching about their suck-ass emo lives and asking for a fucking cash handout.

I see a future that is dismal, I see a future that is immature. I see a future that is hopeless. I see a future that will end soon if somebody--

--nay, if EVERYBODY--

stepped the fuck up at the same damn time and fucking did something about it!

The only hope our next generation has of survival is to raise kids RIGHT. Raise them to WORK. Raise them to not expect something to be given to them but rather to EARN it themselves! When a parent buys their kid an iPhone at 11 years old, that kid isn't going to be appreciative of that iPhone. That kid is going to expect iPhones to be given to them their whole fucking lives. That kids gets a false sense of entitlement, and it sticks with him and it gets him NOWHERE.

Nowhere is where our generation is going. All we have claim to is a bunch of stuck-up, spoiled brats who are going to be sitting around in their basements all day whilst attempting to make their mediocre state-college careers as dramatic as the Jersey Shore.

Because that's all that matters in life anymore. People act like they're experienced; BULL-FUCKING SHIT. Nobody in my generation has enough life experience to make judgements by because their whole life they have just been getting handouts!

So they try to CREATE experiences! Many of you have seen it for yourselves. They post bullshit love stories on social networking sites, because they obviously have experienced "true love". They claim their daddy hit them and cut all up and down their arms to prove it, when in fact that NEVER HAPPENED and they're just trying to get ATTENTION.

I see a destructive generation in our midst. They destroy themselves for attention. They THRIVE on it. It seems to be near-erotic for them.

I use the word: disgusting!

They feel ENTITLED because they are experienced, when in fact they deserve NOTHING. They don't deserve shit! I daresay, some of them don't even deserve to live.

All kids can do is fuck each other, kill their kids, and do drugs until they OD. That's our future.

If anybody disagrees, they're clinging to a false hope.

It is my personal theory that, unless some amazing miracle happens, we are all fucked and the world will come to a climax in the next 50 years, upon which I will don a skull mask, a stylish black leather jacket, parachute pants, and a war-painted AK-74, proclaiming myself BADASS MOTHERFUCKING SAUCE, KING OF THE AMERICAN WASTELAND, THE IATOLA OF ROCK N' ROOWWLLA.

And I will live the rest of my life knowing that I was right about everything, and shove my middle finger at the past and look towards the brief future the human race has left.

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Or maybe this IS just angst. I'm just a little rebellious teen with some silly ideas. I'm a fucking doomsday preacher just looking for attention and respect.

Yeah, that's one fucking way to put it. Hell, maybe I am just in an exceptionally bad mood. I'll admit I got carried away with that last part, but it was a worthy exaggeration.

I do not want anybody in my generation to run this world. They just aren't prepared. Their parents haven't prepared them like their parent's parents did and so on and so forth, and so they aren't ready for the real world. They aren't ready to lead.

And with no leaders, there is no order. And with no order, there is anarchy.

All I have to say.


On a side note, I'm done with this blog. Nobody reads it anyway. Maybe in the post-apocalyptic future, a lone soul will find an archive of this website and open it and think "whoa... this man... Sauce...


... he was RIGHT!"

And maybe I will be remembered. Maybe after my death, I will be a savior of humanity, and they will recognize what they did wrong and start again.

Wouldn't that be great?

But yeah they say live in the present. So I will, and I will leave this blog and my whole account to rot on the interwebs.

Peace, fuckers. Have fun with the next century.