What are we going to tell our children in 25 years?
To all the millennials like me … what will we tell the next generation about this time in history?
It’s been a stressful day. I had to go into work for a number of hours I won’t get paid for, I have a heap of freelance work that I’m behind on thanks to my day job. Ignore that and I finally got a chance to sit down and eat for the first time since breakfast yesterday, and while I chow down on a can of Stagg Chili, I have the American news via TYT playing in the background. I’m an American living in Australia, and I’ve been here throughout the entirety of the current presidency.
Being here has made me feel like I’ve been taken off of a stage and parked in a front row seat to watch this entire play unfold with an unobstructed and unbiased view of the entire show.
The headlines today include Trump’s disregard for a domestic terrorist who intended to target democratic politicians, a trans woman who applied for asylum in America, and instead was deported back to El Salvador where she was murdered.
This is just today.
I’m sitting here listening to this, as I do every day, and I keep asking myself:
What are we going to tell our kids when this part of history goes into the textbooks?
History has always been written by the victors. Our textbooks are written by the people who won, but we don’t live in those times anymore. Now is the time of the internet. Everything is recorded. Everything is immortal.
We live in a time of infinite information. Facts at your fingertips. There’s no excuse other than pure laziness and/or uncaring or indifference to be uninformed over everything happening in the world. Particularly your own country.
In twenty years our kids are going to get to this section of the history book in their government class or civics class, and no matter what that textbook says, the truth is in the matrix for them to look into themselves, and when they go back and watch a video of Donald Trump sing-songing his words to the press, they’re going to ask us:
How did this happen?
I know what I’m going to say. I didn’t vote for him and I was living it up on the beach down in Australia, but still. What are we actually going to tell our kids about this time of our lives. That we all, collectively, had a massive brain fart and then let that fart take office and run rampant over our government and country?
This isn’t an article with a viable or creative answer on how we’re going to handle this, this is a legitimate question.
How do we explain this bum-fuckery to our kids? They’re going to look at us the same we’re looking at the people who voted for the walking fart in the first place.
If I didn’t already have a huge list of reasons not to have children, I’d probably add this to the list.