Showing posts with label Generation Whine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Generation Whine. Show all posts

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Generation Whine

The evidence is overwhelming. Kids today are pussies. A bunch of whiny little bitches that make you wonder how they will handle the inevitable disappointments sure to visit them once mommie and daddy aren't there to shield them from the tiniest bit of difficulty.

I was watching Living Lohan, the atrocious show featuring Lindsay Lohan's less talented sister (Ali), older and younger brothers (Mike and Cody) and mother (Dina). First off, Dina Lohan's face is a science project. Her nose has odd lumps and bumps and there is an overall piggish quality, but I digress. 

Ali Lohan wants to be a singer so the whole family shleps off to Vegas. While Dina and Cody are off enjoying a day in Vegas, including a private meeting with a magician and the wax museum, Ali is laying down tracks for her new record. Now, Ali is a better singer than William Hung, but that is the VERY definition of damning with faint praise. Seriously, her voice sucks but in a world where Rihanna and Britney Spears are considered singers, what more can you expect. Well, Ali is frustrated because after a day in the studio, she knows her voice sucks ass,despite the engineers and producers assurances to the contrary. As her mother is recounting their day, Ali whines about how hard it is, and how she never gets to have any fun. In a rare example of good parenting, Dina reminds her that this whole singing thing was HER choice and that it takes work.

Earlier in the week, I was watching Baby Borrowers (ok, I'm off work this week, so I have alot of free time). In this gem, teen couples have to take care of a baby for THREE days. Yes, I will admit that its difficult to take care of babies when they are your own. Add to the mix the fact that these teenagers aren't familiar with the baby's habits and routine, but after 24 hours, you would have thought that they were being waterboarded or something. More than one of them said they didn't want to participate anymore. 

What the hell is wrong with these kids? Don't they have any sense of responsibility or stick-to-it-iveness? In both cases, they had dealt with conflict or difficulty for less than 24 hours and here we go with the tears and the whining. I hate to sound like an old man, but these young people are soft. In my day, we walked to school uphill both ways, through 4 feet of snow.