I’m 30 years old, and I have become convinced, now that it’s my generation dying in a war: The majority doesn’t care. We’re in Afghanistan, Iraq, Pakistan, Syria, Yemen, Libya, Niger, Somalia, and probably more countries we don’t know about yet. Yet I am aghast to discover that people think they deserve a tax cut. The same people preening about respect for the flag and the military at football games are holding their hands out expecting the government to give them more of their money back in a time of war.
Why is it that when my father’s and grandfather’s generations went to war, the entire country sacrificed and paid taxes to see it through, but now that it’s my generation, many people think they deserve this tax cut that the president calls “a big, beautiful Christmas present”?
I can’t count the number of condescending lectures on morality that I have read in the last decade, reprimanding those arrogant, navel-gazing, Instagramming millennials. Forgive me for saying it, but it’s not my generation that’s spoiled.
You should never cut taxes in a time of war. Never.
Unless you don’t care.