Those uppity kids, getting pissed off because we destroyed their future and devastated the planet! The nerve!

I’m a boomer. Our generation was the one that did it. We decided that the future viability of our ecosystem was unimportant compared with glorious, marvellous consumer goods! Meat, meat, meat and meat! Flying everywhere for almost nothing!

Do you think those young people should be happy that we had such amazing lives filled with personal consumption and they have just catastrophe to look forward to? Do you think they should stop whining just because their future looks impossibly bleak, because we have fouled the planet with our wastes, because we’ve killed half the non-domesticated mammals, half of the flying insects, half of the aquatic species bigger than about your fist?

a Baby Boomer told me why he used to throw plastic sandwich wrappers out car windows when he was young. Everyone did, apparently. […] If someone said to me, “You know, that cup you’re putting on the side of the road will end up in a whale one day,” I’d have asked them what they’d been drinking!”

Just wanna say, I never fucking did this. My parents never fucking did this. No one I knew or cared about fucking did this. In the 1960s, it was no more acceptable to do this amongst people with the slightest feeling for the world than it is today.

Watching my contemporaries fly and drive everywhere, eat vast quantities of meat and dairy, buy endless quantities of disposable consumer garbage made by slave labor, and teach their kids to do exactly the same — this has left me with a lasting disgust for many of my generation.

I anticipate in a hundred years we will be reviled for our crimes against humanity and the planet — and deservedly so. To any young people reading this, I’m really sorry. I personally tried to do somewhat better, is about all I can say.