Jennifer Graham’s diatribe on “A generation of idle trophy kids” (Op-ed, Nov. 4) starts out with the news that 6 million 16- to 24-year-olds are neither working nor in school, and her remedy is . . . ridicule! Yes, ridicule will surely get them up off the couch and into the labor market in the aftermath of the great recession.
For 20 years I have researched 18- to 29-year-olds, whom I call “emerging adults,” and I have yet to encounter the mythical species that Graham and her ilk seem to spy everywhere: the basement-dwelling oafs whose highest aspiration is to sponge off their parents as long as possible.