We are the Internet junkies, the lost souls,
the traveling generation. The world we have inherited is not for the
meek. We are the followers, the undecided, the fearful, the trapped and
the lonely. We are the children of a lost war, and we have no war of
our own. We are children of peace; of prosperity; of continued
complacency.
Our country's struggles have now passed. We are
the first generation to not have a struggle. Every horror, every lie
and every threat is watered down for us, bought by the industries
around us, packaged and marketed in a way that is palatable. We are the
blind generation, our super power might only a shady legacy. We
maintain our hold because we took everything and we have two oceans to
defend it.
We have been raised by broken families, we have
been raped in silence. Our every act of revolution becomes a TV
commercial within 14 days, our every voice of rebellion is dismissed
and snuffed out by the victorious Silent Majority.
We are the children of Nixon. We are Reagan
half-breeds. As in our youth, we remain sedated. Our parents rallied
and screamed, shouted and fought. They fought against meaningless
labor, poverty, the paradox of racism in America. They fought against
war, inequality and suffering. They fought a revolution...perhaps the
greatest the United States has ever known.
And they lost. They lost because they, too,
were disorganized and misguided. They lost because they allowed
themselves to be split into radicalism and ruled by impatience. They
lost because they allowed the corporations and the government to
absorb, assimilate and set a resale value on their revolution.
Thanks to that lost war, we now live in a
generation where Springsteen sells his records via an 800 number, the
Beatles endorse sneakers, Bowie pushes dot.coms and Martin Luther
King's ghost peddles cellular phone service like a pusher at the
playground. Everything sacred has been torn from us. Without studying
our history, we turn a blind eye and accept this rape. Do we not speak
out against it because it is shameful? Or is it a lost cause? Does it
really matter when you have that nice job? That fancy car? That new
house?
The upper classes have polluted the middle. Now
we all revel amongst abundance while the majority suffers. We continue
to be the apathetic, the manipulated. What we thought we learned, what
we think we know, is smashed on the rocks of American stagnation and
global divisiveness.
Our stagnation has a simple explanation. We
fear change. We fear change because, 30 years ago, things got out of
control. The disunited revolution that burned in this country came to a
head, the images of war flowed onto our living room floor, and our
political world became a sewer in flames. So we stopped. The radicals
fled to the hills and the immortal corporate power made sure everything
was under control... And our parents grew up. They grew up and looked
back in fear and anger.
The title of "Generation X" belongs to our
parents' generation -- the lost rebellion, the misguided warriors who
gave up the battlefield. They voted for Nixon, they voted for Reagan, they
made our minds into mush. Those who maintain their ideals, those who
keep the fight strong, are crushed by that infamous Silent Majority.
So where are we now? Voices from the new
revolutionary front. We are rising up and calling the freaks back to
arms. We must take this last chance for a unified voice in this divided
generation.
We say that information is free. We say that we will speak out against this dirty little world. Today, the fires begin again.
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