Beware of the foolish man. It was an old, old saying. The other half I don’t know anymore, because the books have been lost, and the old people will tell if they want, if they don’t they won’t. So we still need them, maybe someday we’ll end up like them, maybe not, for sure.
So why would we hate ourselves, this young generation, or I pray, youths of different ages, because youth lasts until the age of 55, approximately? The old books said that there was under communism, that red thing to put on the tree, a conflict between generations.
That’s how it was then, that’s how it is now, maybe a little after the 1989 revolution it changed. Over time, we saw our own. Who cares with whom, how and what you may ask. The universal law that governs the new world is hunger. Hunger for food, not money. Who is hungry for money, I recommend a portion of money, for breakfast, fresh or from the fridge, it doesn’t matter anymore.
Leaving aside the sadistic-mortuary humor (word invented by me, I know who invents words, keep calm) I recommend that you avoid the stupid man like yesterday. It’s over, let it be over. Keep your friends at a distance, don’t let anyone find out. Now I think you understand.