I’m sorry, Your Highness, but Your Majesty is not a boomer. I understand that you already see him as an older man and have gone too far, but no. And let him see that his august mother made a Generation X young woman, and not … It turns out that both of them are just a little older than your beloved sister and therefore share the same generation. Baby boomers These are people who are already grandparents or who could be. And even if they feel like children deep down (you should never stop being that!), they have gray hair. A lot. More than those of his father, who has them due to his age and his aversions. How not! But he’s not a baby boomer. And the subject is not trivial, since it concerns a person who was a child when his grandfather Juan Carlos I (who must have been John III but who did not want to offend his great-grandfather the Count of Barcelona, but that’s another story…), was proclaimed half a century ago, as king of Spain before the Cortes Générales. And a blond boy, fully dressed, in his dark suit and barely reaching his feet when he sat down in his favorite seat, witnessed it. Not far from the crown and the scepter which represented the senior management of the State which would also correspond to him one day and in a probable future, to you, it being my wish that he would be like Eleanor IVyou already know this guy’s quirks Senior Spy.
Who were the last baby boomers?
Baby boomersThe last of us, we were teenagers who saw all this without really understanding the significance of what could happen and become, after that month of November 1975. We were kids (because I was one of them and yes, I am a baby boomer, ok), but we were not unconscious. Even if we tried to take on all the fears and hopes of our parents, of the people before the war, with the lightness that comes from extreme youth. We were the last baby boomers those of us who started traveling with Iberrail across Europe, or with Pullmantours and Mundo Joven, realizing impossible dreams on journeys of many kilometers aboard old buses. Those who called from France or England in the summer from collection counters, while we spent hours doing low-skilled jobs that required a lot of effort and to get rid of our fear of languages. We were the last generation of baby boomers who found themselves with mortgages at brutal interest rates, and the first that in our 30s, many were still hanging around their parents’ house because there was no way to find a place to live other than in PinyPons. We were the last young people to know what summer vacation was, which has nothing to do with today’s vacation periods. Summer and three months!
Generation X and Generation Z
But the Generation He started stepping on us hard and close to give way to us. A generation, that of their parents, who would soon look at us over their digital shoulders, with the pride we had with those Spectrums at home and the first consoles, after spending entire sums on five-dollar coins in arcades or bars. His father appeared on the last note of these long-awaited pesetas, when he was still a beardless teenager. It was in the 10,000 crushers, and with the background that I know well on the Palace of the Monastery of San Lorenzo de El Escorial. But his reign would return to him with his effigy on another currency. In a different world. Where all the changes Transitionfor better or worse, they would bring us into a new century. A new millennium. Where generations like yours were born, Generation ZIn it, they were going to look at the past as if it were the Pleistocene. Where old seems even older. But let’s not be mistaken. Without old, solid beams and old tiles, well-made houses do not stand upright and without leaks. His father is still a young man, despite everything, from this common home that is Spain. Don’t make him older than he can handle, because we need him to still be young to withstand what’s coming, because for us baby boomers, it’s really not our time. What will yours look like, Your Highness?
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