Doomsday movie movie#
As a film critic, there have been a few times when I can’t wait for a movie to end. Too short to waste worrying over things we can’t control.įollow John Nolte on Twitter Follow his Facebook Page here. Those hippy teachers were right about one thing: life is short… While Zoomers waste their lives trying to police everyone else’s life, Gen X embraces and enjoys life as it comes, not as we might want it.
While Zoomers give themselves ulcers over someone being misgendered on Twitter, Gen X is laughing and talking shit about everything, especially ourselves. While Zoomers make themselves miserable over a messy world that won’t conform to affirm and accommodate them, Gen X is grilling steaks. All I can say is what my generation taught me: Whatever. Maybe we should stop making excuses for the pitiless Zrd Reich. Actually, we’re more than happy-we’re grateful, especially as we watch Generation Z, these uptight and joyless Zoomers-this toxic generation of bitter, spoiled, miserable, intolerant, thin-skinned bullies and tattletales who emulate Frank Burns rather than point and laugh at him.Īs far as what happened to this younger generation of harsh, oppressive, sanctimonious crybabies… Maybe their Gen-X parents are to blame? Maybe it’s the Internet? Well, maybe that’s the problem. Much of our contentment comes from acknowledging our failings and accepting others for who they are instead of cruelly holding them to some impossible moral standard.Īnd we are happy. Much of our peace of mind comes from accepting and making the best of an unfair world. But we never pretended to be perfect or demanded perfection. Nothing was sacred, most especially ourselves, and this ensured we matured into grounded, well-adjusted, and happy adults. No one had to tell us to get a job or move out of the house… We craved our independence as much as food, sex, and shelter.īest of all, we had a sense of humor about everything. We shoveled snow to cover gas and auto repairs. We mowed lawns to pay for auto insurance. As teens, the dark meant drive-in movies, bonfire beer busts, and outdoor concerts. As kids, we loved the night, for that was where we ran around after sneaking out of the house. We became self-sufficient latchkey kids who learned to cook, shop for food, buy our own clothes, do laundry, and help raise our little brothers and sisters.Īnd we weren’t afraid of the dark. We were sent outside all day, where we had to hone our socialization skills to make friends and fire up our imagination to fill the hours. Instead, we were blessed with hippie-turned-yuppie parents who were too busy chasing the phony and futile dream of having it all to micromanage us. Thankfully, we barely dodged the bullet of the insufferable and suffocating helicopter parent. There were only two rules: 1) Don’t snitch.
Doomsday movie skin#
But because no busybody protected us from real life, these taunts permanently thickened our skin and forced us to work through the complex emotions that bring maturity and wisdom. Without fear of being canceled, we teased and were teased mercilessly-and, yes, sometimes, it was cruel. This taught us to get up and gifted us with resilience. We ate mouthfuls of the dirt of failure, loss, and humiliation. If you wanted to be accepted in our world, you had to be laid back, cool, open-minded, roll with the punches, and take a joke.
This meant that when we came across someone different, we shrugged, said, “Whatever,” and asked if they’d heard the new AC/DC album.Īustralian rock band AC/DC’s new singer Axl Rose performs on stage in Vienna, Austria, on (HANS KLAUS TECHT/AFP via Getty Images). This meant we minded our own business and ridiculed the moralists who didn’t. Since death hovered over our every moment and death focuses the mind like nothing else, we quickly got our priorities in order. Instead, we became the awesomest generation-Generation X.īelieving we would die anyway, instead of wasting our short lives worrying about what we couldn’t control, we chose to party and stop sweating the small stuff (skin color, cultural differences, microaggressions, how other people chose to live, speak, and believe). These manipulative leftists mistakenly believed scare tactics would convince my generation to extend their socialist peace movement through the anti-nuke or environmental movement. Imminent death was pounded into us.Īnd if it wasn’t nukes, it was the depletion of the ozone layer, acid rain, Global Cooling, the population bomb, worldwide famine, the exhaustion of natural resources, or something else that ended up being exposed as a hoax. Over and over, they had us participate in useless and terrifying “duck and cover” nuclear drills. Even in our Weekly Reader, death was right around the corner. Our teachers were the adult hippies, and so we were constantly told we would soon die in a nuclear blast. Here’s how the left’s doomsday lies created the awesome generation of Generation X.
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