For Generation X, there is something almost reassuring about recession. For me, spawned in 1971, it's been a case of lack of business as usual, be it 1974-75, 1980-81 or 1991. Indeed, in the manner of professional Northerners, X-ers might boast that "It's All We Had".
Before they mutated into boomers, our parents were weaned in an atmosphere of post-war austerity of a sort to make them insist that we lick the pattern off our plates. Spam fritters were a staple of the school menu (X-ers should be grateful to have been spared snook). In the Seventies, we were so impoverished that someone recently inspecting the Betts family album asked whether we were clad in gypsy fancy-dress (we weren't).
I guess we're going to be pricks to Millenials as the Boomers were to us. Oh well, they'll pay us back by bagging on our kids.
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