I thought I’d add my commentary, as I’ve written before on how the 80s really was for those born in 1960-65 — the ones graduating from high school, the unsettled world around us (Cold War threat), corruption, but a strong sense of optimism.
No, we didn’t even have “GOOGLE” to check out a person we were considering to date, a company to work for, or an employee for hire… we had to take our chances yet we were eternally optimistic.
Many of us are caught in between in more than one way: not just the year we were born, but also as cheerleaders for our Millennial children. We want them to learn from us, pave the way to success and financial freedom and a keep them safe.
We were born when we could set out at dawn and know we had to be home by the time the sun was down. There wasn’t any text messages with excuses on why we were late, not home, missing curfew. We just knew that was the expectation. We knew the repercussions if we failed. We would be grounded, cut off from our outside world of friends, bike riding, and so on. The most we can do for our kids to send a message is suspend their phones, cut off their connections.
Any smart employer or start up would be smart to consider an Inbetweener (1960-65) for hire. Just take a look at what The New York Times said dispelling the myth that older workers are less productive and generally are weighing down the economy.
I agree with their observation. Why? Simply because I’m an older worker and I was hatched when there was a lot going on. In fact, the first cold war, economic downturn not experienced since the 1920s depression. There is a strong likelihood that my parents were children of the Great Depression, and raised me to be able to cope with such an event.
Think about it, the next recession to hit occurred just as I was graduating from high school, completed college, ready to get started with optimism and a strong work ethic bestowed by my parents.
Employers are missing the key element that brings the younguns the right example and proper expectations to reality. We were born to be responsible, accountable and soldiers of work.
This same group that is debated also worked through the optimism that emerged in the late 1980s. Some of the greatest discoveries and technological wonders impacted the world just as we were getting started. There were no fancy training courses or charts to reference, we simply had to have a “can do” attitude to survive. If we survived the prolific foreclosures of that era, unscathed, it was likely because we capitalized on others’ misfortune and scraped our pennies together to buy our first house. Our aging parents were perplexed as to why were were putting home ownership before having children.
Not really surprising, looking back. Almost anyone could have a child, but mostly everyone was uncertain whether the economy and opportunities were going to get any worse. So we had to seize the moment and dive in.
We were fueled by the fear of not wanting to have to face what our parents’ childhood did, nor did we want to be victim of what was circulating around us: doom and gloom. Not just economically either. There was a cold war going on.
I watch CNN’s series on the 80s and it sometimes makes me wonder if I was asleep during this period? However, the biggest news stories of the day did register on my radar. Yet I was simply too busy buckling down and working to keep from drowning from economic disaster.
One could take a look at that period and extrapolate a culture of survivorship, strong work ethic and ingenuity that came along with that era. We weren’t afraid to start at the bottom and work our way up from the bottom. So different from the sense of entitlement expounding today.
So, if I happen to be surrounded by Millennials, they should be so lucky. Anyone in their 50s, born of the 80s careers, has an element of work ethic and the right attitude that an employer should want to sprinkle into their workforce.
Today’s employers think they’re pretty nifty to use technology to prove who is producing and who should be perished to the unemployment line. Metrics have displaced instinct and doing what is right for their business and their customers. Why, because they have strengths that are likely not acknowledged, never mind recognized:
They know how to get it done right the first time – slower does not mean stupid.
Speed and agility is aligned with accuracy – what happens when it’s done wrong?
They have pride in their work and are often overlooked because employers want to fast track the younger workers to ensure that they are cultivated to perform.
Beauty is often disassociated with age. When there are so many beautiful people that are aging and setting strong examples for the youth.
They avoid sitting around feeling sorry for themselves because they were not brought up to think that way.
They were taught that if things aren’t going your way, it means you have to work harder.
Can you think of other attributes that the aging workforce contributes? I certainly can think of at least a dozen more. But I’m more excited to write this commentary and send it out into the universe to capture others that agree and stop the downward spiral of misinterpreting value that should be embraced, not shuffled off into obscurity.
Then again, there are some of us that write a Blog to expel our wisdom to the masses. To head off mistakes that surely are happening from this mistaken philosophy. There are simply so many of us that began our careers at the worst time in decades, until recently, that can be learned from, not banished. We’re survivors, we’re really smart, and we have the “can do” attitude that no metric or test can uncover.
As I approach Mother’s Day I reflect upon the very meaning. Maybe it occurred to me earlier and not realized until now, how a leader where I work and I were talking and it ended up being about being a mother and having kids. (It is a universal language that only the club members can really understand).
I had asked her what she was doing for Mother’s Day? (I got a tip from a 20 something near to me whether their culture observed such a day and she said wholehearted yes!!) The conversation took a little turn to find out that she is not only a career woman, she also is an attentive, highly active mother.
Perhaps there is a little Super Woman syndrome there. That is what happens to a lot of we mothers who hit their 50s :: at some point, and it varies, we exude a breath of relief that our child-rearing days are over and the real fun begins!!
I don’t really think as a tween or teen I would daydream of being a mother one day. I don’t think I gave it much thought at all. Most likely it was because my mom was a solid oak tree :: beautiful, graceful, brutally honest, avid reader, and Manners coach.
Interestingly, I had this subtitle and the following excerpt from Mashable https://t.co/E0Ydfg2PHS that I had saved. I really do have what my stepdaughter calls “sometimers”. I remember some very important details and facts, then can’t remember where I last had my smart phone, fearing that the battery isn’t drained when I try calling it so I can locate it. Thankfully, I’ve always been able to recover the missing life raft.
It makes me wonder:: how did we InBetweeners Moms set such a high example for us to live by. Yes, that is a statement or an opinion. It is also a realization :: Our moms didn’t have smartphones or email bulletins to lead covert operations on a massive balancing act. We kids brought home notes, if we were attentive and not forgetful. That is how she would hear about the roundup of volunteers for a school or figure skating event. My mom always volunteered to drive. 40 years later, that shouldn’t be a surprise looking back.
Among 4 kids of varying interests, we always got to where we should be even if she was late picking us up practically when the doors were locked and the lights were off, because there wasn’t the eminent danger of strangers lurking to snap us up. We were given a childhood that basically meant safety. We were taught manners, respect for elders (always always Mr, Mrs or Sir), that friends could drop by for impromptu visits that only meant putting a fresh cup of coffee on.
These women, we look up to as mothers set us up for tremendous climbs. They were cheerleaders to their friends or coworkers, but task masters at home. Teaching us that we should do it right the first time.
These moms created wonder women! It came to a climax in the early 80s, rising to a crescendo that has very likely been the last for a number of decades, not since the post war optimism of the late 40s to late 50s, where the children of that era we call Baby Boomers were handed so much on a golden platter. It wasn’t quite entitlement but it certainly wasn’t scraping like our Millennial children of today face.
Our moms really taught us how to sew, cook, entertain, dress, groom, manners all while trying to be the best in our chosen extra-curricular, whether it was ice skating like me, or otherwise. We didn’t have any excuses because they just were not in acceptable during our time. We had immense opportunity, but at a price. You could venture into new passions, as long as you were dedicated and strove to excel, you continued on and taught to never give up :: all while never neglecting our school or home work or practice with our watchful mothers playing point guard, goalie, bus driver, baker or sewer.
Think of so many moms who become the inspiration for many and the reason others stay out of crime and dysfunction :: by the shear force and willpower of their mothers, sometimes grandmothers or aunts, next door neighbour, coach or teacher.
The supermoms of just a decade ago are riding into the sunset with Millennial children who are off to university, working their way up on a job, and find health and wellbeing a priority. They recognize the difference between mental health and physical health. These kids have been protected like any General’s army, emerging to expect and demand the best of anything :: some are even successful at having such high goals. They tend to obey the same strict guidelines that their moms have forced them to adhere to with added stress of lurking danger, but gracefully rising outside the riff raff or the desperate, not unaware nor escaping without a few bruises or near disasters. They’re street smart with a zest for life and a strongly preserved right to their beliefs, their passions, their rights. Our moms dropped us off, we are home cheerleader, bench mom, medic, taxi driver, successful career women who can juggle like an octopus.
I linger upon the younger mom’s tipping off each finger as to what activities are planned for the weekend, basically only a mere 48 hours. Then smile now, at all the arsenal of tools these young people have to cultivate, coordinate and conquer challenging schedules and the juggling act of an Octopus. We may have two fingered to start on email, but recognized the good grace of just having the tools to do so.
Then I digress for a moment and decide that is for another day and maybe more suited for my meanderings Blog :: the important yet barely recognized role of a stepMother.
Happy Mother’s Day to everyone and daughters :: don’t forget your mother!
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As a child of the early 60s, one can’t help but reflect what has been going on for the past little while. For some of us, we can sense our world coming unhinged and return to the earliest hidden formative memories we probably have stifled. Imagine? Think so? I certainly do.
Now where does one start to make the greatest impact where the reader will be captured to read on? Certainly, an eye-catching title that says it like it is, tell what it’s about, and may target and attract a very select group of influencers, disposable income earners, executives, go to?
Well, I wrote about it on my other blog (of about 4, one mostly in pause mode) :: scientists, psychologists, media outlets, all speculate about what is the most bestest trait or gene one person can have?
The thought was provoked while reading a transformative blog from an unlikely source (for me) on Linked In. I usually hoover around Twitter, Facebook, then Google. Usually Linked In is on weekends :: I habit I formed when I first entered social media via LI.
From Linked In, I was convinced to get on Twitter :: what an amazing world unfolded. There were a lot of folk out there that I seemed to think were a lot like me, humbling so. They were just plainly, simply smart.
Now social media skeptics are evangelists on the danger and murky waters of Twitter and Facebook. Then there are a select few who were early adopters then invited to be early adopters under BETA initially for Google’s G+ long before KLOUT scores emerged or KRED established, Google was in a race to the finish line with our information and minds. Google kind of identified some who were going to blast out into the stratosphere as multi-media socialpreneurs and innovators like Guy Kawasaki (one of these days Guy will acknowledge me as one of his first identifiers) with his historical superstardom meteoric rise that surpasses any movie or advertising budget or endorsement by anything but the shear number of followers, retweeters, likers, plussers.
A new form of currency emerges. A #RT will cost a brand something, someone will create a PAYpal-for-social media-endorsers where your rate will be pre-determined by not only your KLOUT or KRED or following numbers, but captured by the greatest engine of imagineers: Google who is leap years ahead with Google’s AdWorks. (Which reminds me, I have to see if there is some sort of adoption of Google Alphabet?
I’m sorry to say Apple, MicroSoft, IBM and HP are lost in Google’s dust. What makes me say this? Simple. The greatest segment of influence right now are @InBetweeners :: those born between 1960 and 1965. Lost for decades overclouded by the Baby Boomers and trying to stay ahead of being swallowed up by the Millennials who have already plastered GenXers. Don’t you think?
If you really want to investigate what is making the world tick, just watch CNN advertising for the most part. Makes me wonder who is behind the logistics of intelligence of determining their target audience revenue stream identification system ::
The greatest number of influencers are not from the washed up retiring Baby Boomers like so many agencies were feeding their big advertisers’ budget to deplete their funds on a misguided mission of empty promises.
The InBetweeners (1960-65) are THE most connected, intelligent, educated, hardship tested, boom or busted husslers. I dare ya to contradict me!!
What has gained my attention to get me all riled up? By golly, it is the hardships and tests enveloping our friends and kin in Alberta northernest city: Fort McMurray (insiders affectionately call Fort Mac). First those incredibly resilient group of citizens were plummeted to unemployment when the price of oil took a nose dive and an under educated movie stud named Leonardo DiCaprio declared our neck of the woods undergoing an alarming rate of global warming :: when, in fact, he was just experiencing a unique weather pattern in our hemisphere that causes our atmosphere and weather to wander from cold tundra winter weather to baseball playing spring-like conditions in the middle of January!!
It got me to realize that while I watched the victims interviewed starting just last night, how many were in my similar age group. And I thought “Good GOD, these poor people whom I don’t know but can relate to so humanely”. I probably had a sneaky suspicion that it was the brotherhood and sisterhood of InBetweeners (1960-65) banding together under tragedy and survival with the same calmness as they did when they entered this very world.
Now, most of us wouldn’t remember that when we were born in the beginning of the 60s, the world had never been as settled as it has become today. Our Millennial youngsters are watching our braveness and taking their cue from our response. Most of who have survived numerous times, can clearly identify kinship with. In the 60s people started to live in bomb shelters, not just build them. If you ever want the best way to sense the panic, it reminds me of an episode of “Saving Hope” that caught my instinctive eye only a few years ago when the premise was the mom stockpiling food, rations, in preparation of the end of the world.
If that isn’t enough to convince skeptics what we were surrounded by, think about what was going on when we were graduating from high school in 1979? Well, for sure I could say the 1980 Olympics in Russia was the first sign of the cold war :: doubters go read back. This was long before they had a Russian power that was homophobic leadership, they were in a power struggle with the United States.
Look at both those countries now? The mirror opposite is astounding: the US is burdened with military blight, financial cusp of ruin, mad political maneuvering. Those of us hitting our 20s in 1980, witnessed the most non-political event in the world and in history: turn into a political lobby for power.
It is only now that I can see through the fog with a degree of intelligence because I churn through so much information, read such varying articles from humanity to politics to the world :: that we are in a very delicate time and period in history.
I am almost laughing to myself as I recognize the labeling of being a conspiracy theorist could be just a few steps away. I hold back because that is not who I am. I really want the world to be a better place for everyone and every living thing our planet inhabits. I want to drown out the noise by those dimwits that use a power from when people are zoning out and escaping reality by watching TV or movies. We are under the influence of FAME. Not the psycodellic (I give up on the spelling for now) drugs of the 70s that made Jim Morrison and The Doors famous, revered by our elders emerging at the time:: Baby Boomers. Nor the mind-escaping, dangerous drugs the Millennials are darting around right now.
What biggest drug in the world that hasn’t even been identified yet is FAME !! Just ask yourself: who wants to be at the top of Twitter trending on any given day for free? You are a fame-monger for sure. They are far more destructive than a fear-monger, warlord, radical movement or druglord those FAME acclaimers and wannabes.
I digress, because the real FAME is being discovered and recognized and promoted by Google, Twitter, Apple and Facebook. They are preselecting our viewing enjoyment by getting to invasive that they know what we may be looking for long before we even do.
Talk about the cloud:: we are sharing pretty much everything about ourselves online with the most vulnerable being those who think they are safe. The InBetweeners are a smart bunch. They are navigating and controlling the personality they are online to be close to a personal and professional match beyond an HR test or scientific analysis.
You do know that Steve Jobbs identified us? Perhaps he feared our power? He certainly spoke to us personally and at the heart: the pioneers, the visionaries, the survivors I affectionately identify as the InBetweeners (born 1960 to 1965). Sure we lost a few lost souls to GenX but those people get lost no matter what, and no matter anywhere.
Look at the politics: Hilary Clinton is talking to the Baby Boomers who are dwindling but by sure size still are a dominable size; Ernie Sanders resonates with the Millennials, yet it is Donald Trump who zero’d in on the influence of the InBetweeners !!
Inbetweeners by their sure intelligence and karma and charisma are showing the Boomers and Millennials the survival and inspirational way. Out of the dark dangerous murky waters of what is before us: radicalism threat, privacy invasion, political prowess, global warming warnings.
I haven’t even started on the victims who fall in the cracks in this explosive environment through unemployment, endangerment (floods, wildfires, mud slides, earthquake) catastrophes. What I am saying is this: mark my words :: it will be the InBetweeners who uplift, help, support and use their influence to make our world a better place will implode their following numbers :: leaving FAME to the narcissistic imposters who are quickly sifted out by the force of the InBetweeners who claim who and what really is the #bestofeverything . Simply because, as leaders, they will latch on to that hashtag and recognize and adopt it as their uncommon voice to what we think, how we think, and why we think what we do :: WITHOUT the influence of the media, advertisers, scientists, engineers, based on information, ourselves, independently consolidated, dissect and reject. Emerging as the purist thermometre on how to solve most of our world’s problems by just listening to each other and acting upon the #bestofeverything . Where brands can still be members, just by using the hashtag, and without monetary influence are held to the test of who really is the best, as defined by the uncommon voice.
God bless all the victims, families, workers, emergency, responders, donators to the devastation happening in northern Alberta where oil price is at the bottom of their concern right now!!