To be fair, the people complaining in the article are complaining about the death of their way of life. They spent tens of thousands of dollars to live next to a giant lawn they could hit balls on, assuming that when they needed to retire and downsize there would be a steady stream of young people willing to spend tens of thousands of dollars more to live next to a giant lawn. But I mean,
Meanwhile club fees were rising; Ms. Harrington said by 2016 her dues had climbed to around $24,000, up from less than $5,000 when she first joined.
So. It's 2000 and golf is the It Thing and sure, we'll spend $400 a month to be a part of the It Thing. Maybe we'll even play. But it's 2018 and your $400 a month is now $2000 a month and it's no longer an It Thing.
If you were born in the '70s it was abundantly clear people would bowl for ever. There was about six hours of bowling on every fucking Saturday afternoon. Bowling alleys every-fuckin-where. And then by the end of the '80s, fuckin' nobody was bowling anymore. Now? Now there's like blinkin'lights disco-bowling but you don't go to it more than once and neither do your friends. Because frankly, you don't have the time. Can you sink 4 hours on a weeknight? No, you're working late. No, you've got reports to run. And jesus christ that's $60 for the sitter. And bowling was what you did if you weren't upper-echelon enough to golf, most of the time.
When I came to Hollywood everyone older than me made their deals on the golf course. Everyone younger than me made their deals paintballing. I've done both. Paintballing is cheaper. Now? Now it's all about baseball.
Probably because you don't have to pay a green fee to use a baseball diamond at the park.
The WSJ has been running a lot of articles on how fucked 'boomers are. I applaud them. The 'boomers were told that they could have everything and leave nothing for anyone else and things would work out just fine and they're discovering that it's not. I'm coming to the conclusion that much of the tension in the world is due to everyone 30 and under knowing down to their very bones that things are fucked for them and everyone over 50 discovering slowly that things used to be great, but now they're fucked and they're looking for someone to blame.