@BeardyButton God you're bitter aren't you? All that anger isn't good for you.
"the boomer generation luxuriated in wealth thereby ruining opportunities for future generations"
I must have missed the memo there as I have never "luxuriated in wealth", dammit. No generation has got "everything right" fgs. Most people of any generation have just got on with their lives, and have very little input into or influence on the world they live in.
Life was pretty basic for the vast majority in the 60s (wasn't that long postwar and the effects of it were still ongoing), and there were plenty of issues facing the UK in the 70s and 80s (I actually remember the Winter of Discontent, the Troubles in NI, interest rates going up to a crazy 15% and people either losing their homes or ending up with a millstone round their necks of massively negative equity - wouldn't call any of those examples 'luxuriant' personally!!). We very nearly bought a flat in North West London just beforehand that would have been a massive stretch for us financially. Thank god we decided not to.
You have to have an extremely narrow, twisted mind to castigate an entire generation. It's not as though we set out to fuck up our descendants - WTF would anyone want to do that?
As for your quotation from an American publication, it's not so many years ago that King Charles was derided as a crank for his forward looking viewers, fuck me, he must be a boomer too!!!
Every generation
Blames the one before
And all of their frustrations
Come beating on your door
I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
Oh, crumpled bits of paper
Filled with imperfect thoughts
Stilted conversations
I'm afraid that's all we've got
You say you just don't see it
He says it's perfect sense
You just can't get agreement
In this present tense
We all talk a different language
Talking in defense
Say it loud (say it loud), say it clear (oh, say it clear)
You can listen as well as you hear, yeah
It's too late (it's too late) when we die (oh, when we die)
To admit we don't see eye to eye
So we open up a quarrel
Between the present and the past
We only sacrifice the future
It's the bitterness that lasts
So don't yield to the fortunes
You sometimes see as fate
It may have a new perspective
On a different day
And if you don't give up, and don't give in
You may just be okay
So say it, say it, say it loud, say it clear (oh, say it clear)
You can listen as well as you hear
Because it's too late, it's too late (it's too late)
When we die (oh, when we die)
To admit we don't see eye to eye
I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say
I think I caught his spirit
Later that same year
I'm sure I heard his echo
In my baby's new born tears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
So say it, say it, say it loud, say it clear (oh, say it clear)
You can listen as well as you hear, yeah
It's too late (it's too late) when we die (it's too late when we die)
To admit we don't see eye to eye
Hey, so say it, say it, say it loud (say it loud, say it loud)
Say it clear (come on say it clear)
Say it loud
(Don't give up, don't give in and don't look away 'til it's too late)
Say it clear