Is it cynical to be embarrassed for your own generation? Or is it just disappointment? Disappointment that I was not born into a better and more conventional age?
Lately, I’ve been longing for a change: a change in the youth, a change in popular culture, a change in society. Before, humans clung to a system of familiarity. Of conservatism. People were aware of the unspoken rules in society: that everyone must do their best to blend. No leaf should be turned. No prohibited words must be spoken. And when someone breaks this rules, it almost always ends up with war. A clash of beliefs, of principles and ideals. Just because someone decided to speak their mind.
Don’t get the wrong idea. I’m not against the right to express one’s own opinion. Hell, I’m exhibiting that right right now (haha). But what I absolutely despise is forcing your beliefs, principles, ideals down other people’s throats. As if your opinion is fact, and everyone must abide.
How I long to live in the age when children went outside to play, or stayed inside to read books! In an age when religion was something sacred. In an age when 
premarital sex was not something that refines your reputation, but an act to be ashamed of.
There. That should be this generation’s scarlet letter. A.
A for Ashamed.
