A young french testimony: the tyrany of generation 68

No it's not a new terrible science fiction book, it's the theme of some french who have been published in France quite recently.These books speak about the tyrany of the "papy boomers": the numerous generation born after WWII...The generation who's demonstrated in french street in 1968,May, while american counterparts were hippies opposing Vietnam war.
This generation had benefited from the economic prosperity following the rebuilt of Europe, thanks to American subsides, and low priced good commodities from former colonies.
With cash flowing like rivers in Canada, western (including french) society soon turned into a hedonistic and individualistic playground.
Following the "sexual revolution" (abortion and pill) and women emancipation (work, banking, political and divorce rights) there has been les and less children born. Following the health improvments there have been more and more very old people alive.
This has lead the papy-boomers while they were still powerfull money oriented adults to force their parents into retirement and old age houses, so that generation 68 could avoid to competiting for jobs, especially management roles, with them and to caring about them.
After making sure their parents would not trouble their souls any more (as the saying goes: far from sight, far from heart), they also made sure their own children would not.

Not only did they secure by law heavy pensions at the expense of the next fewer generation, but also did they highly speculate on real estate prices in order not only to be homeowners but also to get juicy lifelong endowments from very small flats rented out to students and young workers: the generation of their own children.
In addition they made sure that salaries would be linked to age, so that younger workers have close to none opportunity to get high pays (the recent Kerviel scandal at Société Générale is quite a good illustration of possible consequences of the despair which young french are plunged in)
So what's our life like?
A small salary, high rents and taxes to pay...moreover after decades of exploitation (by generation 68 of course! their former hippies' lifestyles have long gone utopia!) Mother Nature is beginning to revolt and make us pay higher price for rare commodities, which means rising food and other prices.
So I am living poorer as my grandparents in Algeria 50 years ago, but I have studied 14 years more than my grandmom!
No wonder I had to give up my motherhood dreams: I can't rear a child when I have to support the greed of my parents and the retirement of my grandparents...
Generation 68 has only planned the extinction of "blood" french people (at least 40% of current birth rate in Paris region comes from foreign parents), because the only people happy to live as poor as I am are those coming from the even poorer Subsaharan Africa or poor chinese countryside, that may be why Paris is begining to look more black than New York...

financial crisis=> revolution?

The last serious crisis in this world is supposed to have been 1929 and so on..but WWII was not a light consequence!
Are we at the dawn of another WW...the long awaited WWIII?
Some have said it would happen during the "cold war"
Some have said it would happen after september 11th and the crusade of USA against islamic world.
Who's afraid it would happen after the (major?) finacial crisis beginning from the subprime somthing??? but wait!
This all comes from an imbalance of cash between USA & China: China being the producer and USA the consumer...but who finances USA?? everyone else!! No we may no longer wish it...and the system collapse? it will! it's already began..but how & how long? how deep? no one knows!

Thank you

I am thankfull for all what 2007 have brung to my life:
The best ever friend, my soul mate, that I love so much
I have enjoyed the best ever holidays with him
I have found peace and fun at work
I have met many nice colleagues, and nice parisians
I have discovered Paris thanks to getting a nice flat there
I have realised the price of family life
I have got a slimmer, younger, toner body
I have had so much fun @sport and outdoors this summer
I have experienced that smiling to life means life is smiling to you even more
although I had some painfull: breakups they made me tough and corecting mistakes
I have learnt to accept my whole identity
SO my whole life's changed for better

zzzzzz

Somedays I simply miss you.
I feel void, and I don't even know what do I feel like doing once more.
Seems like I've been exploring all I wished
Seems like I've been meeting all those I wanted
And I am stranded on a desertic shore, all desire is gone
But I can't even tell you how much I need you

the days after

Heart and minds fully open
As naked in spirit as clothless
I smell him wherever around me
So I don't feel like washing
His eyes are as dark as a black hole
All I wish is to jump there, and float forever
No anger nor doubts can resist his charming smile
His words are allways sweet, but wise
I can't enough of his lips, as addictive as cocaine
I can't get enough of his arms, so tender
My reason tells me to keep on loving
My mind craves for his feelings
My eyes craves for his handsome airs
My body craves for his warmth and strentgh

Winter sight

Chicken skin, purple complexion
Winter sting, cold connexion
I love that pain, it's elating
I wish to stain, it's exciting
Crystal edges cutting harships
Low motion preserving fish
As the hunting snow leopard
I'm approaching the salmon lake
Young witch with heart in flake
I dare to whistle in the night
Under the vibrant photon fight
Silver drops of life falling in vain
White shades of fading cocaine
I soak under a swirling star rain
And my prints fly like a train

wondering

So what can they write in my CIA file?
Too many flowers for peace, too many smiles for love...

Not enough products in my closet?
they are visible powers of a macro reality...I am an invisible ant!
and I wonder why are we allways fighting an economic war against each other
I'm starving, longing and cuddling for shares, but can I only understand those who starve too?
I can get your eyes straight, I can get your stares long enough to let you tell away anything you feel like, I can get inside your heart and soul, because I let in my heart and soul

Dreams ain't bought with money, my art can't be sold, and our endeavors are free

so now is it illegal too be:
Searching to catch a net of dissident friends, searching for those soul mates who are trying to get grip on this world....and hijacking industrial world from inside, letting our dreams exploding their systems
Living outside their artificial world, creating our own mental realities, hiring more and more brainy young staff to turn our prospective realities into tangible plans
Staying cold to their advertisements, reading tightly any ingredients list, working and studying so hard that we can't fear anything, neither deem anything impossible!
Dreaming big, Feeling high, run, dance, smile and talk to anyone!