First book read in 2005 - Generation X

This year I intend to loosely follow the popular proposal of reading 50 books in 2005, and to post about them, too. Here comes the first.

More than a week ago, I finished Coupland’s Generation X. I know that I am not a part of this generation but, hell, I did feel portrayed in many things. This one is, indeed, a justly celebrated book.

It is not just the depiction of a generation that has its ‘midlife crisis’ in their mid twenties. It is written so wonderfully, it has such humour, it is just so fun to read!

And don’t forget the banners and definitions at the bottom of the page, such as “Economy of scale is ruining choice” or “Rebellion Postponement: The tendency in one’s youth to avoid traditionally youthful activities and artistic experiences in order to obtain serious career experience. Sometimes results in the mourning for lost youth at about age thirty, followed by silly haircuts and expensive joke-inducing wardrobes”.

One of the many bits I specially liked:

We live small lives on the periphery; we are marginalized and there’s a great deal in which we choose not to participate. We wanted silence and we have that silence now. We arrived here speckled in sores and zits, our colons so tied in knots that we never thought we’d have a bowel movement again. Our systems had stopped working, jammed with the odor of copy machines, Write-Out, the smell of bond paper, and the endless stress of pointless jobs done grudgingly to little applause. We had compulsions that made us confuse shopping with creativity, to take downers and assume that merely renting a video on a Saturday night was enough. But now that we live here in the desert, things are much, much better.