My G-G-Generation

We Blessed Boomers, we educated throngs, we pampered children of the 50’s and 60’s, we pot smoking acid droppers, we spoiled rotten culture warriors, we draft dodging bra burners, we know-it-alls, we animal loving abortionists, we depressed and fatigued, we lactose intolerant anorexics, we guitar-playing folk-rock poets, we tolerant ones, we pals and not parents - friends and not fathers, we love promoting divorcees, we dead rock stars, we Godless truth seeking expensive scotch drinking Cuban cigar smugglers, we Internet inventing porn brokers, we 4 cars and 6 televisions, we the people of promise, we O’Reilly-Olberman worshipers, we Kennedy loving Nixon haters, we Reagan loving Clinton haters, we bumper sticking defenders of public education and private school tuition whores, we hedge-funding Wall Streeters, we globe-trotting bike riders, we can’t use a hammer bloated Master Card lovers. I am ashamed, in pieces and as guilty as any. We have not carried the torch of our beloved country; we are failing, here, there and everywhere.