So, the younger generations have had the opportunity to go to college and sleep with everybody and everything and spend 4 years drunk and stoned and get a magic piece of paper that puts them in the front of the job line and live Godless lives, subsidized by my tax dollars.
First: I don't know what the college students you knew were like (by your own admission you never attended college, so you couldn't have known many), but most of the ones I knew were serious about their studies.
Granted, some did go wild with partying, and some ended up flunking out because of it. Some ended up on drugs, because my city is at the crossroads in the province. We're exactly halfway between the two major cities, and therefore a convenient place along the corridors of organized crime, whether drugs, guns, or sex trafficking. The neighborhood I lived in before moving to where I am now was at the hub of that; a murder in the next building, steady stream of cops to my building because of the couple upstairs, and being accosted by an addict at the bus stop made me realize I wasn't safe there and I took the first opportunity to move (only moved there in the first place because it was the only affordable place that allowed cats, and I was under a time crunch).
I spent 12 years as a home typist, and most of my clients were college and university students. I got to know some of them fairly well, if they were in the nursing or social work programs, and I had a couple of B.Ed. students, one of whom was determined to cram her 4-year degree into 3 years. She was taking 7 courses/semester when I was her typist, plus her practicum and part-time job. I have no idea when she ate or slept. Her work was always top-notch. I don't know if she succeeded at becoming a teacher, but if she did, she'd have done an excellent job at it.
I know for a fact that some of the nursing students succeeded, because I ran into them a few years later at the hospital when I had a 5-week stay. Nursing jobs were hard to come by locally in the '90s, given the government's habit of blowing up hospitals (literally) and then the nurses would have to leave Alberta to find jobs. One ended up in Texas (but returned after a few years; she contacted me to ask me to do her updated resume and said she hadn't liked working in the U.S.). Another one ended up in Ireland. These are reasons I told my MLA off when he came to my door to ask for my vote in the next provincial election. I told him that nurses shouldn't have to go all the way to Europe to get jobs that should be available
here.
I learned a lot from the students I typed for. Doing papers for pharmacy students helped me spot a dosage error in one of my prescriptions. Doing papers for social work students gave me information I'd need for myself, years later when life went to hell.
These students were not wasting their time slacking off, and as for "Godless lives", what the actual (censored) does your religion have to do with this?
Nixon was a great president pulled down by the lousy Democrats for some minor thing that both parties do all the time...and who could blame the guy given that Joe Kennedy and the Democrats stole the 1960 election in Chicago!
Oh, wow. the
1960 election?
And I thought the "but-but-but-TRUDEAU!" (Pierre, not Justin) bunch here were obsessed with the past. Pierre Trudeau's been dead for 24 years, and retired from politics in the early 1980s. Yet people still obsess about him and even blame his son for things that happened then. It's ridiculous, to blame the current PM for stuff that happened before he was even 12 years old!