Earlier today I was reading a draft of a column my corporation submits as a column in our daily newspaper. It was talking about the Baby Boomer generation and included my age in that timeframe. I've never felt like I fit in the Baby Boomer generation. And I am certainly not a Generation Xer.
So I started poking around and found this "lost generation" that has developed a moniker: Generation Jones. I am so a Gen Jones.
Apparantly it's based on the slang term “jonesin’,” which refers here to the unrequited craving felt by this generation of unfulfilled expectations.
Unfulfilled expectations. Wasn't I just talking about that?
I found this great article: Generation Jones – Growing Up in the 60s and 70s
— We remember a quality life before remote control, microwaves, cordless phones, and cable TV. Jiffy Pop Popcorn, on the other hand, was once considered one of the greatest inventions of all time. Landing on the moon, however, may escape our memory.
— Parents fretted about the 1973 Oil Crisis, the 1979 Energy Crisis, and Iran.
— Nuclear war with the Soviet Union was a quizzical and looming threat and the Russians were evil.
— Disco: Love or hate it, Saturday Night Live, the Bee Gees, and silver globes overtook our paisley world. Sparkles and cocaine, rather than LSD, made people more sophisticated and knowing, somehow.
— MTV was PG and parents were glad to see teens occupied, until they witnessed Adam Ant.
— Parents would have no more indulged us 10-year-olds with a cell phone (had they been available) then they would have a sports car.
— Forgotten influences include Mary Hartman, Adelle Davis, Erma Bombeck, Rona Barrett, and Masters and Johnson.
— Shows like All in the Family, Sonny and Cher, Love American Style, and Laugh-In entertained us — representing the humorous and not so humorous undercurrents of society.
— "Please," "Thank You," and "I'm Sorry," remained building blocks of proper etiquette.
Are you Jonesin?