A Letter to Our Generation
Dear Generation:
What is that you have been doing the past six years? You, know, since the buildings fell and what not. I heard you were fighting your father’s war over in the Middle East, the Holy Land that harbors the unholiness. Being shot at, that scene is not for me; I guess it is not for you either but no choice, right? Or at least that is what you like to say, to make you feel less lazy and what not. You say, “one vote won’t change a thing, it does not matter.” What matters is that you practice using your voice, that is how you truly learn how to speak.
And then you say, “Why waste my vote and cast it for a guy who won’t do any better?” But I ask you, my generation, how the hell do you know? You are unhappy with the present, this is something you know, a fact, but how good or bad the other guy might have been is simply unknown. Honestly, assuming you know something that you can have absolutely no possible way of knowing is simple ignorance. He might have done worse, he might have done better, but now you will never know. All you know now is that you are even more unhappy than you were three years ago.
Come to think of it, Generation, you are not ignorant at all, you are brighter than any before you and that and that alone is your true flaw. You are arrogant. You never stop casting stones upon those who differ from the mold you have built in your minds. Tongue and cheek conservatives not willing to see the other side of the issue; open minded liberals persecute those with religious beliefs but not homosexuals or murderers. They all throw the same stones that are thrown at them. Like a constant, like a circle, when does the throwing end?
Will there ever be a day when you wake up and tell your reflection: you are not that important; you are not better than your friend; you are not a genius; you do not have a clue; college does not teach you everything; life is not your possession; people are not your playgrounds; time is not on your side; you are alone; you are just like everyone else but different; your book does not make you intelligent; your flaws are just as bad as your neighbor’s flaws; you do not stand out without action; you do not deserve anything; your life is no more important than an African’s, Arab’s, or Jew’s; you are simply simple, an average idiot-intellectual with nothing more than your breath and your brain; do no think you know more than you do; do not think you are better simply because you are you.
So step up and make the future what you want it to be. Stop being so apathetic before the opportunity to be so has eluded you. If you wait for the world to change itself, the world you envisioned for yourself will no longer be yours to wait for. This is my advice to you, Generation. May you use it to the best of your ability.
Good luck,
JRK
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