The Day I Lost All Faith In My Generation

I'm sitting here on the couch trying to get over my cold and I decided to turn on the TV. The Real World Denver was on. I started watching it. That was probably my first mistake.

In this episode, we have one girl getting psycho possessive over a guy she's known for three days that already had sex with her roommate. We also had everyone going out and getting super drunk at some LoDo bar. Apparently at the bar, some local Denver dude insulted one of the black housemates and he wanted to leave, but one of the guys in the house had already left the club. The black guy freaked out that one of his roommates had already left and, for no reason at all, a huge fight broke out. I tried to pay attention to what was going on because it seemed to be a giant brawl, but I still have no idea what the hell was going on and why everyone was screaming at each other. Then after this weird ass confrontation, someone pulled a Michael Richards and started throwing racial slurs around. This made shit really jump off and get crazy. This is what happens when you put a bunch of drunk idiots in a multi-million dollar house together.

Sadly, these people are the representations for our generation that the public sees. When I go for a job interview, when I buy something at a store, when I go to vote, when I stand in line at the DMV, these are the images that people will see when they see a 22-year-old like me. Is anyone else in my generation totally horrified by this? There is so much more to my generation than these drunken fools, yet this is the way we're painted. It makes me long for the day I turn 30 and kiss my twenties goodbye so that I no longer have to be associated with overgrown high school kids like these.