But of course…
by J. Kb
While doing research for my last post, I cam across this article: Millennial men are significantly weaker than their fathers, study shows. Of course they are. Of course. I know so many who don’t know how a hammer works, let alone have ever swung one. Adult children whose heaviest lifting is an I-Phone to take a selfie. Worse, who are physically revulsed by tools and the self sufficiency that come with them.
I used to get offended when I read article after article how millennials are the dumbest generation.
I am one of them, technically, and I am nothing like what these people describe. Neither are my friends.
Then I realized what it is.
These weak, narcissistic, safe-space ninnyhammers, that have come to be the public face of the millennial generation are Eloi. The live their sheltered, pampered lives on the surface, in the daylight.
Those of us who toil, doing useful work, keeping the lights on and the economy running are the Morlocks. We have the hand strength, bad backs, calluses, and paychecks to prove it. We live in the dark, underground. Ignored by the media and pop culture. We terrify the Eloi by our very existence. Mocked for going to bed because we have to get up early for a job, and can’t stay up all night taking pictures of our craft beers for Pinterest.
I’m OK with being a Morlock. The Eloi were never the good guys, happy to watch a fellow Eloi drown (nowadays while videoing the drowning Eloi for their YouTube channel).
I think if a Victorian man, with the hand strength that comes from a life of having to shovel coal or split wood when it got cold outside, came to Earth today in a time machine. He might be more inclined to marvel at the underground industry us Morlocks created than the pampered indolence that the Eloi complain is too much work for them.
As for me. When the big one hits, SMOD makes impact, or the dead rise up and start to walk the earth; I’ll be fine sitting down to a nice, juicy, Eloi steak.
January 23, 2017
January 23, 2017