Sarcasm

Since it annoys boomers, we'll continue to use it.

Recently, my brother and I were gently teasing our father about how cool he was looking in his argyle-patterned cardigan. He said to my brother's wife: "I never know with these two if they're being serious or not."

And a weird realisation struck me: a lot of the time, neither do I.

This is the curse, gift and defining characteristic of my generation: irony. My dad's generation, and those before him, were sincere: they meant what they said and said what they meant.