The 1 sad thing Boomers have taught me to avoid in retirement

My Facebook feed is completely riddled with Boomers wasting their retirement online.

Mixed in with all the algorithm junk that now gums up the works, I’ll see a collection of responses from retired folks to memes like “I bet you can’t name one flower with the letter L”.

“lily” they’ll proudly post back, as though the post weren’t a naked attempt at trying to drum up fake engagement with a dumb question or glean personal information from people with lousy privacy settings.

Or they’re posting lengthy diatribes about how offended they are about some “sexy” performance at an awards show or something else they just wasted 3 hours watching.

Or hurling abuse at a corporate social media account that’s probably being run by a 22-year-old intern.

Or spending literally 5 hours a day looking at an iPad, getting mad at the news, and sending outraged email forwards.

Some people do this kind of stuff all day.

These folks are not infirm — they could be out doing all the things they probably envisioned doing in retirement when they were younger (getting outdoors, learning to play music or create art, traveling, etc.) — yet they are hopelessly addicted to junk media.

I understand it’s their lives and they can spend their time however they want, but I’d be lying if I said it doesn’t make me a bit sad.