Um, Who Do You Think You Are?

I love our generation, the Echo generation. We're tech savy, contradictory, and have great safety in numbers. (Scarred, boomers?) Yet, people my age tick me off. I hear so many people complaining about how they won't make six figures straight out of college. They bitch about having to live in a tiny room. WHAT'S THE BIG DEAL? We have food. We have shelter. We have cloths. We live in America. Sure, America's fucked up but it could be worse. At least we don't have a dictator, war on our land, famine, poor health care (our's isn't free but we can at least go to decent hospitals), and air to breathe. The worst thing is that the privileged complain. Our parents send us to college. We're blessed. Why would anyone want to rocket to the top? I think it's amazing to do the bitch work and struggle your way to the top. It makes everything more worthwhile. After all, I've seen showgirls. I know what happens to the girl who rockets to the top: a younger bitch pushes her down the stairs.