We’ve all read the stats about the generation situation. Winning the birthdate lottery has always been (and likely always will be) the rightful inheritance of the Boomers (1946 – 1962), who are now, of course, the Zoomers.
Me, I’m a zooming Boomer, and I feel pretty good about it. I was born in the summer of 1950, and it doesn’t get much more Zoomer than that. I grew up in a bygone era when Elvis was on the Ed Sullivan show, the Sixties were an acid trip, and Elton John actually seemed to have talent.
We Zoomers have the power now. We’re the bulge to beat all bulges in the population explosion of the 20th Century. We’re a freak occurrence that will probably never happen again – a once in a millennium phenomenon. You gotta love that!
So, they tell me that Zoomers get to call the tune to which everyone else dances. Well, I say “Hot tubs for everyone over 50!” That’s my clarion call! We live in a country where the majority rules, so why not make it rule for what ails the majority? We 1946-1962’ers are getting on in years now, and we feel those aches and pains. We’re still shoveling snow, digging the garden, raking the leaves, and chasing our grandchildren. Or not.
If you’re over 50, I ask you one question with particular emphasis: “Have you ever soothed your aching body in a hot tub outside at midnight, when there’s a full moon up there in the sky and not a cloud to be seen?” You ought to. In fact, all Zoomers should have the opportunity to minimize the ravages of age with warm water, a peaceful setting, gentle exercise, and a glass of white wine at their fingertips. So, why don’t we institute a special, government-assisted rebate program to put a hot tub in every Zoomer home? That’s democracy, ain’t it? Well, it should be. Hey, why not a tub in every home in the country, while we’re at it? We Zoomers are magnanimous. We know we all be zoomin’ sooner or later:-)-
Zoomers gotta make the numbers work for them. Wouldn’t you?
Hot tub, anyone?
