They inherited a world of steel and sinew, built by men who had seen the Depression and the War. They were given a system that functioned, an empire that ruled, and a dollar that anchored the earth. They were handed greatness. They sold it for comfort.

Bretton Woods fell because the Boomers wanted more than they earned. The gold window shut not from necessity but from appetite. They could not restrain their hunger for paper and promises. Their elders fought wars to defend currencies. The Boomers fought only for leisure.

Then came NAFTA, the first betrayal written into law. A generation raised on slogans of peace and equality signed away its own working class. They called it progress. They hollowed out towns, and when the jobs vanished, they turned the mirror on the men left behind and called them lazy. The Boomers laughed and bought cheaper TVs with the savings from the closed mills.

9/11 was not their doing, but the blindness that allowed it was. They grew old while believing the world would never strike back. They trusted their own good fortune as divine right. They saw the smoke rise and turned it into theater, then squandered two decades chasing phantoms in deserts. The fathers who once stormed Normandy would have fought and won. The Boomers fought and outsourced.

The global financial crisis was their masterpiece. It was the flowering of their creed: leverage, illusion, and denial. They built a temple of debt and called it innovation. They believed home prices only rise, and when it collapsed, they saved themselves first. They left the young to pay for their paper castles.

When the plague came, their instinct was not courage but control. COVID became a mirror of their rot. They shut down nations because they feared death more than dishonor. They hid behind slogans about safety while destroying the lives of those who still had to work. The Boomers locked the doors, stared at screens, and called it virtue.

Every ruin tells the same story. The Boomers were given a world of order and turned it into noise. They replaced discipline with therapy, responsibility with self-expression, vision with slogans. They took the fruits of industrial genius and spent them on sentiment.

No prior generation would have done this. The Silent would have kept their word. The Greatest would have rebuilt. Even the Lost, drunk and disillusioned, carried a tragic nobility. The Boomers carry none. They are a generation without tragedy, without humility, without the grace to see what they have done.

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