By: B Goode
When once it’d take me a mere 5 hours to recuperate from a new year’s binging celebration, now it took me 5 days.
I am not young anymore. Let’s just put it this way; my generation does not have an alphabet assigned to it. It is so old that the alphabets have yet to be invented.
On the other hand, the newest generation simply ran out of alphabets. Where did `Z’ go?
So they are simply called The Millenials.
Millenials are generally internet savvy. As such their worldview is largely shaped by what they read in that nebulous uncontrollable space where truths and lies formed a formidable concoction that will either make you smart or dumb.
They are raised believing in the concepts of `Yolo’ (you only live once), `swag’ (whatever that means) and to “follow your dreams”.
And being told they were special, they tend to be confident. While largely a positive trait, the Millennial generation’s confidence has been argued to spill over into the realms of entitlement and narcissism.
Amos yee in a nutshell.
“One reported result of Millennial optimism is entering into adulthood with unrealistic expectations, which sometimes leads to disillusionment. Many early Millennials went through post-secondary education only to find themselves employed in unrelated fields or underemployed and job hopping more frequently than previous generations. Their expectations may have resulted from the very encouraging, involved and almost ever-present group of parents that became known as helicopter parents.”
The above quote is from wikipedia. You might not agree with it but it is a snapshot of the type of info that the millenials are bombarded with.
When I was a kid, I asked my mom why was the sky blue. She replied that it had something to do with God’s favourite colour.
So I asked my dad and he replied because it wasn’t green.
For the Millenials, they wouldn’t even bother to ask. They’d just `google it’. Whether they got the right answer or not is what makes the generation so frustrating to us sometimes.
What I am getting at is that the future of Singapore will lie in the hands of the millenials. In 20-30 years time, I’ll definitely will be in heaven, covorting with the cherubs and sipping wine with God whilst waving to my friends combusting down below.
“Help me Bae! Help Me!”
“What did you say? Sorry I can’t hear you. This damn harp is too loud!” *sip
So when the government decides on a long-term policy, it is not for me or my generation. It is for the millenials. 6.9 million Singaporeans excluding the millions more foreign workers and expats will cramp in this tiny island.
And now the government is embarking on a study to find new economic policies to bring the country forward.
I have a question for the millenials.
What do you want Singapore to be when you grow up?
Can you live with an almost non-existent personal space?
Can you survive the influx of new immigrants?
Can you adapt to new neighbours, friends and people with cultures so varied that it may cause you to suffer from personality disorder?
Can you `tahan’ global warming?
It is all up to you.
Never has there been a generation so empowered that they can make a difference.
Forget standing in the sun and rain in Hong Lim park. Forget about carrying yellow umbrellas or eating bananas.
The power is infront of you. Harnass it for your future. Make full use of it.
I am talking about something you are so damn good at.