Someone on Twitter the other day said something like "There are two kinds of tech bloggers: (A) this is a gadget that does gadget things (B) what does reality even mean".

I don't have problem with some navel-staring 30-something going Ich hab angst. My problem arises when they follow up with and I'm in the first generation to feel this way. This screed, if it were better written, would be Douglas Coupland's Generation X; if it were more shooty and bomber-ey it would be Joseph Heller's Catch-22. "I was told there would be cake" is the litany of everyone whose college experience didn't work out the way they were told it would and yeah - college is hella more expensive than it should be, than it used to be, than it can sustainably be but I've seen this movie, it has Winona Ryder in it.

It has Robb Lowe in it.

It has Bud Cort in it.

It has Dustin Hoffman in it.

If that's how Millennials became the "burnout generation" then they're the fourth or fifth generation in a row to get there. My issue? Some millennials, such as this author, want to internalize the bad press.