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Why your kids never reply to your mobile communications

A frequent topic of conversation among my own peer group of retired and semi-retired wrinklies is regarding Millennials (born 1981 to 2000) and early Generation Z (2001 to 2020) and their ability to be glued to their mobiles 24/7, yet never replying in a timely manner to a communication from their older kith and kin.

They don't reply, yet will gladly get it touch immediately with their own peers to ask, "Do you follow Chardonnay Moron on 'Insta' - she's soooo cool". Yes, cool, but otherwise clueless, and usually an inept, Beluga-lipped, tattooed moron who prefers to spout total crap on 'soshul meeja' on topics they in reality know absolutely nothing, using this as a job, instead of actually working gainfully for a living.

"Like, follow and share" are the only three words these wastes of space know. Yet they are the new Messiahs of the Millennials and Gen Z, and woe betide any Millennials or Gen Z who might miss one single word - spelt wrongly or otherwise just wrong - of their outpourings of nonsensical drivel.

They think it's vital to tell people how to use a bucket and mop, despite not having a clue what a "bucket" or a "mop" is themselves. This telling is usually replete with Spielberg graphics and misspelled captioning - because they have lost the ability to speak the King's English correctly themselves - accompanied by a soundtrack by some screeching idiot 'pop star', such as Dual Lips, or someone with an equally pointless name and who looks like they've been dragged behind an Amazon delivery truck through a forest for 2 hours.

It's "FOMO" that is partially responsible.

I found out that 'FOMO' means a Fear Of Missing Out. Not a washing powder brand as I had thought, more so when it comes to these wastrel soshul influenzas' outpourings of bilge that needs constant cleansing from the internet, something the social media platforms seem very lax at doing themselves. But it actually means not missing out on what these doltish '
soshul meeja' gurus are now flogging for a financial commission.

Also, there are so many platforms needing immediate, life-saving attention from the Millennials and Generation Z brigade. Facebook, 'Insta' (Ugh! It's called 'Instagram'), X, Reddit, Messenger, YouTube, WhatsApp and all the other similar data-hoovering applications that demand their membership and immediate attention.

And in certain cases, it's because
the Millennials and Gen Z have to actually think before they can reply to older kith and kin. Some fail to realise that, yes, we may be old, but a communication doesn't necessarily have to be a work of Dostoevsky-ian proportions. "Yes, I'm here and alive" will do.

It's rather ironic that many of the Millennials and Gen Z will have an IQ and knowledge far in excess of the influencer-dolts they follow, most of whom are just famous because they are famous. Often they will be either the detritus that is spat out as winners from reality TV programmes, or the garbage that was spat out earlier, and will use this magnificent feat of endurance at their passport to stardom. Good luck to them.

But, how do they manage to achieve this god-like status among people who are of good education and reasonable intelligence when they themselves have zero tangible talent and are often unable to even string two multiple-syllable words together without mispronouncing at least two of them? And without actually offering anything of real benefit or bringing an added value to the lives of their audience members. I can understand the educationally-lacking and the conspiracy peddlers following these numbskulls, but youngsters with university degrees?

Do they really need some dolt to tell them how to "unbox" a frying pan, or what their experience has been of listening for the first time to a song by "Chaz and Dave"?

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