My parents are boomers. Like a lot of boomers they have a pension. In addition, they’re still getting social security checks. A pension for me isn’t even a dream and I’ll be lucky if social security is even around in twenty years.

So, pardon me if I’m a little flippant about some of the “screw you, I got mine” generation eating a bit of shit because they were attempting to draw income from volatile assets that you’re supposed to be in when you are decades younger after voting overwhelmingly for a clown that said for months he’d blow up the market and then did as he promised.

It’ll eventually come back around to screw me in the end anyway in the form of one disaster or another because I’m a millennial: born at exactly the right time to live through every financial, political, and constitutional crisis possible as well as to finance a Domino’s pizza.