A generation of overreacters and underachievers

This thought randomly popped into my head last night, and with some friendly prompting I've decided to write a post about it.

I don't remember what I was doing/thinking about when it came to me; I just thought it, liked how it sounded, and updated my Facebook status with it. Sometimes that's just how my mind works.

What do I mean by it? Well, after some thought, I've decided that it spawned from what I see.

I see myself, 4 years and counting in college with pretty much nothing to show for it so far - I see others in the same situation as myself. I see magazines that scream out the recent celebrity drama. I see couples that break up and get back together mere hours later, only to do it all over again next week. I see the Occupy Wall Street protests chock full of my generation, pissed at our lack of job opportunities. I see teenagers having babies so they can purposefully be put on welfare, so they can be on Teen Mom, so they can have a reason to legitimately drop out of school. I see people on the Internet argue over the most pointless shit - I even see occasions where a group gets so pissed at the other that they hunt down the others phone number, call them and harass them at their own house/workplace - and it turns out to be a misunderstanding. I see people crushed under the greedy feet of a Black Friday mob. I see our public education system crumbling while churches get tax breaks (not trying to infuriate anyone out here, if you think I believe our education system sucks because of churches, you're missing my point - I just find it sadly ironic that some religions constantly spend millions on new churches, putting them in communities where the nearby elementary school is overcrowded and underfunded. And I sporadically decided to pick on churches for this - I could have used shopping malls or sports arenas if I wanted to). I see a mom choked to death by her own sons because she wanted to play Yahtzee and they didn't. I see the absurdness in the argument that gays can't marry because the sanctity of marriage will be ruined. I see one child forced to crush his pet hamster because of his bad grades.

And then...I see a child being told it is okay to fail, so long as you pick yourself up. I see my grandparents, who stayed happily married for 60+ years (rest in peace Grandma). I see a family compromise on how to spend their time, just as long as it is spent together as a family. I see the Gates Foundation donating billions of their own dollars to the American community, including public schools. I see churches care for the poor, the needy, the sick, the underprivileged. I see calm shoppers, okay with the possibility that they might not be able to buy that perfect materialistic gift this year. I see people in disagreement, remaining respectful of each other and not allowing things to get blown out of proportion, even if the topic on hand is one they feel so strongly and passionately about. I see a teenage mother cradling her newborn baby, softly swaying it and caressing it, whispering messages of love and hope in its ear. I see our economy turning around, spearheaded by cooperative effort that spans the generation gaps. I see high school sweethearts become college sweethearts, become newlyweds, celebrate their Silver Anniversary, pass on peacefully in their bed, hands clasped together  - and not a single day in between did they break it off and then get back together. I see magazines cover important news and information, feel-good stories and life tips. I see myself, in the future, happy and successful (and hopefully married to a wonderful woman).

I see the bad. I see the good. I don't see which one will prevail.

I love messing with people on Omegle

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!

Stranger: hi

You: thank god. youre not a spambot or a horny male looking to skype

Stranger: asl

You: 54 f colorado

Stranger: 54 f then u must be horny

You: nope

You: menopause

Stranger: ye ur

Stranger: lol

You: kinda took the heat away

Stranger: if ur here

Stranger: wat u wearing?

You: clothes...

Stranger: wat type?

You: tell me young lad, do they still teach proper english in school these days?

Stranger: haha wat do u know?

Stranger: as much as old frustrated grannies want young men

Stranger: so yea

You: well i know how to spell "what"

You: so there's that

Stranger: ever heard of shortenings?

You: like for cooking?

Stranger: wtf u talking about?

You: crisco shortening? for baking?

Stranger: wow ur retarded

Stranger: think a little bit

You: very ironic statement there

Stranger: hiding behind irony shows ur retarded

You: well someone better tell alanis morrisette that

Stranger: wtf u putting alanis morisette for?

Stranger: lol

Stranger: seriously

Stranger: ur fuckn retarded

Stranger: are all old hags like u this way?

You: pretty much

Stranger: wow sad

You: you may as well kill yourself rather than get married

Stranger: aswell

You: oh im happily married

Stranger: but ye sure

Stranger: good for u

You: in fact my husband is laughing at you

Stranger: lol who cares about ur husband?

Stranger: and about u

You: now he's crying because it just hit him that your generation is hopeless

Stranger: hes crying because hes bitch (you) are getting too many wrinkles

You: his*

You: and i'm currently wrinke-free

Stranger: and hes sad

You: save for that one below the belt

Stranger: cuz he cant get bitches

Stranger: u wrinkle free?

Stranger: hahahaha

Stranger: good one

You: well, bitches are overrated anyways

Stranger: thats for sure

Stranger: bet u notice that when u look in the mirror

You: only when i;m naked

Stranger: lol then its just too much

You: still havent picked up on which wrinkle i'm referring to?

Stranger: well to say 1 by 1 would take an eternity

You: here's a hint

You: it starts with "v"

You: and ends in "agina"

Stranger: dont wanna think abt them

Stranger: chill out

You: it is gettin pretty cold up here...

Stranger: bet it is

You: so. "dude". how young are you?

Stranger: 24

Stranger: why do u even care?

You: i'm just curious. does everyone your age not know how to spell?

Stranger: we already talked about that

Stranger: or do i need to remind u?

Stranger: u senile bitch

You: sorry. everytime i read your horrible spelling my brain cells commit suicide

You: so i cant retain information right now

Stranger: lol i just think u dont have any

Stranger: lol if u cant retain info it shows how retarded ur

You: your what?

You: finish your thought..

Stranger: learn to read

You: i am trying. i think "ur" is slang for "your"

You: so you have an incomplete sentence

Stranger: good morning and smell the coffee

You: if you had said "u r" that wouldve made more sense

You: sadly

Stranger: how long did it take u to figure it out?

You: about as long as it's taking you to spell correctly

Stranger: lol u shouldnt talk abt sense

You: so...forever

Stranger: ???

Stranger: huh?

You: am i going too fast for you now?

Stranger: no

Stranger: you just dont make any sense

You: your 7 brain cells must be working overtime right now

You: i pity them

Stranger: lol i pity you

Stranger: trying to act like ur somethn

You: yep. acting like someone who can spell

Stranger: why dont u just go to ur pill eating husband

You: i should really get off my high horse

Stranger: lol u should get off internet

Stranger: and btw

Stranger: ur horse

Stranger: is not high

You: we live in colorado

You: everything is high here

You: metaphorically and literally

Stranger: i dont give a shit where u live

Stranger: ur own "horse"

Stranger: is nt high

Stranger: not

Stranger: ok

Stranger: NOT!

You: why did you even bother correcting that

Stranger: cuz ur retarded head wont get it then

You: i'm doing fine, dont worry about me

Stranger: if idont

Stranger: ahahahha

Stranger: doubt it

You: i assume there are lots of things you doubt

You: like not being able to spell is important for getting jobs

Stranger: i doubt ur husand can fk ur hangy vagina

Stranger: well ur not a person on a so called high "horse"

Stranger: that can give any job

Stranger: so idont mind

Stranger: ur not worth all the effort

You: i wouldn't hire you anyways. so i dont mind either

Stranger: who cares what you would do

Stranger: doesnt have any value

You: some people do

Stranger: as i said

Stranger: dont care abt them either

You: and what are you doing with your life?

Stranger: im not "some of those

Stranger: why do u even care?

You: i dont really

Stranger: lol then shut up

You: just want to make sure i can avoid you at all costs

Stranger: u can by dc

You: dc...now that one youll have to expand on

Stranger: dc=disconnect

Stranger: there is a button

You: oh. then that should be "disconnecting"

Stranger: down on the left

Stranger: bravoooo

You: cmon now, it's not rocket science here

Stranger: u see where it says disconnect?

Stranger: down on the left

You: by george i think i do

Stranger: click on it

Stranger: twice

You: it must be some form of wizardry

Stranger: twice= 2 times

You: it's like you can see my computer screen!

Stranger: ok?

Stranger: and 2 is 1+1

You: or 3-1

Stranger: got it?

You: or 2x1

Stranger: good

Stranger: but u just need to know 1+1 for now

You: or 673 = -671

You: +*

Stranger: ??

Stranger: hahahaha

Stranger: wat a bunch of bull

Stranger: so since 1+1 is 2

Stranger: and hopefully u understood the answer

Stranger: thats how many times u need to click the dc button

Stranger: and btw DC= Disconnect

Stranger: got it?

You: nope. DC is "direct current"

You: as opposed to AC which is "alternating current"

Stranger: wow ur an idiot

You: google it

Stranger: allright im gonna go now

You: alright*

Stranger: ur boringas shit

You: what is a boringas?

You: sounds exotic

Stranger: boring as*

Stranger: ok?

You: see how much more pleasant that is to read?

Stranger: but will surely let u type watever u want

You: fragment

Stranger: so good luck

You: oh i dont need luck

You: but you might

Stranger: in typing anything that makes sense

Stranger: bye

You: dont let this ruin your day now

You: there is still hope for you

You: i...BELIEVE in you!

You: you can do it!

You: werent you leaving?

You: or are you brushing up on your english for me?

You: i know youre still there, and dont want to disconnect and give me the "satisfaction" of "winning"

You: so, adios

You have disconnected.