Do Young People have Any Future Left? By James Reed
Whatever happens geopolitically, a generation of parasites, the Baby Boomers, have sucked away the future for young people, unless radical social change occurs. For example, a combination of economics, and mass immigration has mean that most of our young will never, on the business as usual scenario own a house:
“Up to a third of young people face living in private rented accommodation all their lives, a new report by the Resolution Foundation has found. The think tank said 40% of “millennials” - those born between 1980 and 1996 - were living in rented housing by the age of 30. That was twice as many as “generation X” - those born between 1965 and 1980. The government said it was already putting policies in place to improve the housing market. The Foundation’s Home Improvements report said “generation rent” needed much more help. It called for more affordable homes for first-time buyers to be built, as well as better protection for those who rent. Although renting is often a reasonable choice for people who have few ties, the private rented sector is “far less fit for purpose” for those with children because of a lack of security. The report reveals that a record 1.8 million families with children rent privately, up from 600,000 15 years ago.”
That is Britain, but the same story is seen in Australia, and more so, with China’s real estate buy ups, combined with mass immigration. This should have been seen in the post-world War II era as a bigger threat than communism, but there was little resistance to the creation of a migrant nation, which is now almost unstoppable. Of course it is going to crash. One major crisis which turns off the oil will end the experiment of modern Australia overnight:
Turning and turning in the widening gyre
The falcon cannot hear the falconer;
Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold;
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world,
The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere
The ceremony of innocence is drowned;
The best lack all conviction, while the worst
Are full of passionate intensity.
W. B. Yeats, “The Second Coming”
The Mad Max reference is from the mainstream media, not specifically me, but I concur.
What better way to go out than with a poem by a great English romantic poet:
William Wordsworth, “The World is Too Much with Us”
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;
Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers,
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not.—Great God! I’d rather be
A pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;
Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.