I'll give you another perspective for your young generation , given that I'm 30 I think I fit in it.
When my mother left my father and took a lot of the house belongings with her and after she'd got her share from the court he was left with $7 in the bank and a mortgage to pay as a shearer. He ended up selling the house for a loss to be rude of it.
Needless to say my brother and I never had much growing up. we ate mostly game and fish through necessity, nothing we owned was ever new and we made do with the bare minimum. When I was living with my mother we lived off the equivalent of your food stamps type thing, fortunately I got out of there when I was 11. She was and still is a piece of work.
True enough dad worked hard and ended up with a few acres, then a few more and eventually had a nice little farm which he's sold this year for a good profit. But that took 20 odd years.
I worked hard through schooling and went to university and got a decent job. My family couldn't pay for my study so I had to pay the government back once I finished which I finished paying off last year after 8 years. I then changed jobs to do something I was more passionate about.
I've got a wife, two kids, a home (mortgage) and everything we have, we have earned and paid for ourselves.
My younger brother who has no qualifications and is essentially a labourer started his own concreting business and is on track to be a very wealthy person. We differ in that he places a much higher value on money wealth than I do but I still feel we've both done well. He's married and just had his 3rd kid.
Our younger sister also is a nurse, has a house and is engaged to a great guy.
When we were young and got around in tattered clothes no one would have expected much of us and true enough some of the kids we hung out with went to the way side. Some of my friends as a young kid ended up on drugs or unemployed but we all had the drive to get out and we all did.
So please don't tar our whole generation with the lazy, privileged brush. In fact I've met my share of older people who have never truly had to work for what they have and are completely unappreciative.
Anyway, I can have days like this where I sit in the veggie garden having a cuppa with my sons and the dog on our little 2 acre block and reflect on where I've come from and know that hard work and perseverance has got me out of the **** and into a good life. I still have aspirations, I want my 50 or 100 acre block set against the mountains for hunting and camping. One day I'll get there, but for now I'm a very lucky man.
When my mother left my father and took a lot of the house belongings with her and after she'd got her share from the court he was left with $7 in the bank and a mortgage to pay as a shearer. He ended up selling the house for a loss to be rude of it.
Needless to say my brother and I never had much growing up. we ate mostly game and fish through necessity, nothing we owned was ever new and we made do with the bare minimum. When I was living with my mother we lived off the equivalent of your food stamps type thing, fortunately I got out of there when I was 11. She was and still is a piece of work.
True enough dad worked hard and ended up with a few acres, then a few more and eventually had a nice little farm which he's sold this year for a good profit. But that took 20 odd years.
I worked hard through schooling and went to university and got a decent job. My family couldn't pay for my study so I had to pay the government back once I finished which I finished paying off last year after 8 years. I then changed jobs to do something I was more passionate about.
I've got a wife, two kids, a home (mortgage) and everything we have, we have earned and paid for ourselves.
My younger brother who has no qualifications and is essentially a labourer started his own concreting business and is on track to be a very wealthy person. We differ in that he places a much higher value on money wealth than I do but I still feel we've both done well. He's married and just had his 3rd kid.
Our younger sister also is a nurse, has a house and is engaged to a great guy.
When we were young and got around in tattered clothes no one would have expected much of us and true enough some of the kids we hung out with went to the way side. Some of my friends as a young kid ended up on drugs or unemployed but we all had the drive to get out and we all did.
So please don't tar our whole generation with the lazy, privileged brush. In fact I've met my share of older people who have never truly had to work for what they have and are completely unappreciative.
Anyway, I can have days like this where I sit in the veggie garden having a cuppa with my sons and the dog on our little 2 acre block and reflect on where I've come from and know that hard work and perseverance has got me out of the **** and into a good life. I still have aspirations, I want my 50 or 100 acre block set against the mountains for hunting and camping. One day I'll get there, but for now I'm a very lucky man.