http://www.pewresearch.org/fact-tank/2018/09/06/are-you-in-the-american-middle-class/
This is based off data from 2010 thru 2016 compiled by the Pew Research Center (for American residents only - sorry!).
Supposedly, 52% of Americans are in the middle class.
For the moment, I am "upper class", along with 24% of the adults living in my metropolitan area.
Not sure how long that is going to last, though.
I texted my older brother this and he replied with one of our mother's classic Germanic adages: "The devil always shits on the biggest pile."
Before I go any further, full disclosure: I have not seen Solo: A Star Wars Story and have no intention of seeing it, just like The Last Jedi. However, I did see The Force Awakens (which I thought had some good parts but was flawed in several respects regarding plot and characterization) and Rogue One, which I actually enjoyed more than I thought I would.
Anyway, for the first time EVER, it looks like a Star Wars film is actually going to lose money at the box office, a previously unthinkable state of affairs. According to The Hollywood Reporter, “Solo” will definitely lose at least $50 million, and perhaps may end up losing $80 million or more. (Ref.: https://www.hollywoodreporter.com/heat-vision/solo-will-post-first-loss-disneys-star-wars-empire-1116927 )
From all the material I’ve read online, the primary objections to the movie seem to boil down to be the following:
1. The gleeful "disclosure" in the press that Lando Calrissian is actually "pansexual" (Really?)
2. The actor that plays Solo isn't believable as a younger Harrison Ford.
3. There's an annoying feminist robot.
4. Instead of being a hero, Solo is emasculated and ineffectual and "shown up" by young kickass gogrrl chicks who magically and effortlessly do everything better than him.
Now
Here’s the thing: at this point I actually have a couple friends – who just like me, grew up with Star Wars from the get go in 1977 and considered it part of their culture. These guys were super fans, but now they are actively rooting for the entire franchise to crash and burn and be utterly destroyed. THAT’s how disillusioned and disgusted they are, and how betrayed they feel. And while they are no longer the target demographic coveted by Disney, their children are, but these are families that are not going to be spending a dime on it from here on out. You would think that would mean something to some executives somewhere.
For those who have the time and really want to dig into it, here’s a rather amusing rant about everything wrong with the “Solo” movie (this guy really gets on a roll!):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_bQbYmLAZ_k
For additional lulz, journalist Scott Mendelson wins the award for the most willfully obtuse take with an article for Forbes actually titled: “As ‘Solo: A Star Wars Story’ Flops, Are Movies About White Men Box Office Poison?” (See what I mean about “doubling down”?)
And the couple pieces of folded aluminum sheet that I screwed into the gutters at the reentrant corners seemed to have really done the trick and stopped the gushing overflows that consistently occured; we've had two stupendously torrential downpours since, and the basement has remained bone dry, meaning that I had not only correctly diagnosed the problem but I had devised and successfully installed an efficacious fix for it as well.
Two modest victories for the steadfastly bourgeois middle aged suburban dweller. I'll take what I can get.
Perhaps next I'll tackle my cluttered studio...(not my home office; that's hopeless). What an exciting life - see what you 20-somethings have to look forward to?
"Once upon a time, long long ago, in the halcyon days of yore, we had genuine, bona fide drafting tables, and they were awesome. Then some architects were given power, and they took them away. Sad! While the days of actual drafting are gone, never to return, the reappearance of such tables, or components with approximately the same dimensions and height, would be appreciated as they allow two people to easily confer over a set of plans (without resorting to a conference area), permit the user to pore over a full size set of plans – even the extra large “E” size that is often used for architectural projects, and provide the option of standing while at work, which confers ergonomic benefits of which you are well aware. Perhaps someone, somewhere on this planet manufactures such an item that could be incorporated into our future office arrangements.
I guess once my email was seen by all the bridge guys they immediately felt the need to pipe up and say, "yeah, don't take away our high cubicle walls!" Because sure enough, once the architects showed photos of recent office projects, all of them had the low walls. Fuckers. I guess the point was made to them forcefully enough that they became somewhat uncomfortable, heh. So I may have saved the working environment of many. Furthermore, my outspoken wit has continued to become the stuff of legend. Good times.
It's like we don't have a student loan problem or something. Except we do. Sure, there will be some students hailing from wealthy families - probably from foreign lands - who will seize on this as a viable alternative, but in general this is yet another attempt to ensnare and indebt young adults, and exploit their legendary ignorance of finance. Sacrifice Tomorrow for comforts Today! Gratification now - we are entitled to it! The chains of indentured servitude are at least gilded these days.
When are we going to reach Peak Insanity in higher ed? This is some Clown World grade stuff, here.
Any other fans of these? (or maybe just take it as a possible recommendation)
Supernatural
The Walking Dead
X-files (just finished, probably for good this time)
Altered Carbon (just binge-watched, hoping for season 2)
The Terror (series that just started)
Requiem (series, just finished first episode and enjoyed it)
Ash Vs. Evil Dead
Fast 'N Loud (sue me, I like cool cars)
Ghost Adventures
The Haunting Of...
...And when they return, I'll watch:
Game of Thrones
Stranger Things
Dark
The Grand Tour
Archer
And shows still around I used to watch, but don't any longer:
NCIS, Doctor Who, The Simpsons, This Old House
A friend of mine seems to think so. Aside from bemoaning our generation’s penchant for relying on the use of pop culture references as a meager substitute for a robust, meaningful shared culture, he was working himself into quite the lather over the new movie “Ready Player One”, the release of which has been anticipated by certain geeks for quite a while. Here’s an excerpt of what he said:
“This is what passes for entertainment? A bunch of references to toys of our youth? Not plot, not character, not emotion. "Oh hey, I remember that!"
My generation is wretched.
Has any generation of men in the history of the world indulged itself on this type of nostalgia before ours? Are we happy being remembered for this achievement?
Like I said, I get common culture, but we're taking it to extremes, and it's all tunnel vision on our own experience. It's not like every generation has the Simpsons. Every generation has/had Shakespeare. Much as it pains me to say it, my generation marks the beginning of a cultural dark age. And previous generations weren't infantile. If you told people in the 1930’s that their grandchildren would be quoting cartoons to into their 50s & 60s...”
Basically he identified nostalgia as Gen X’s cardinal sin, along with a noxious triviality that this nostalgia reveals. But I disagree, or at least I believe the nostalgia is justified. My rebuttal goes as follows:
Nostalgia is typically triggered by what is lost, and any societal change means something that once existed no longer does, or does but in a different, unfamiliar form. During the previous centuries cultural change was either barely discernible from one generation to the next, or at least incremental in a manner that was more manageable and less poignant. Now we have rapid cultural change - in music, clothing, architecture, cars, communication, tech, education. We have rapid societal change - etiquette, the relationships between the sexes, between the old and the young, parent and child, between the individual and the collective, and it primes us to pine for the way things were, and therefore for the symbols and totems that link us to such bygone times. The Boomers experienced this first, but for them it was more rudimentary, just bringing back the music and the fashion from the 60's and transplanting them into the 90's. But for Generation X there now exists an economy that is fully capable and ready to pander to such impulses, so in addition we also have the cartoons, toys and video games, we reboot TV shows and movie franchises, and so on. And as noted above it makes us feel connected to something larger, it taps into a comradery, which is increasingly rareand challenging to access. Our society will never again be unified in the way it was up through the 80's, multiculturalism has seen to that. So you have people like me, who have felt alienated most of their lives and once again suffered through the interminable "March Madness" basketball bullshit distraction that most of my peers have been fixating on, but hey, at least I can watch "Stranger Things" and fondly remember biking through my housing development, plunking quarters into video games and playing D&D with my friends. I'm not chomping at the bit to see this movie, but I'll probably watch it on Netflix in 8 months and no doubt I'll smile and chuckle a bit while doing so. And I won’t take its existence as evidence of a generational failure.

It's a French short film, duration about 35 minutes, called The Red Balloon. Made in 1956, it laconically though whimsically tells the story of a young boy who is befriended by a large red balloon that follows him around as he walks from home to school and back again. It takes place in an old, rather shabby quarter of Paris (that was torn down in the 60's to make way for a bunch of horrible apartment complexes in one of those misguided attempts at "urban renewal" advocated by the socialists in charge of planning that were all the rage back then). The film is chock full of charm and pathos, and provides a perfect snapshot of a certain time and place, showing a culture and lifestyle which no longer really quite exists, or does but in a form scarcely recognizeable.
I remember the first - and only - time I saw it, in school while I was in first grade (indeed, the Wikipedia entry for the film mentions that it was a popular choice to show in class, due not only to the subject matter but also the length). That was back in 1978, and yet through all the intervening years I remembered it quite distinctly, so great an impression did it make on me back then. This is a bit odd, considering all the vast amount of other things I have forgotten; at this point, much of my youth is very dimly recalled, and alas, even exerting great mental effort reaps paltry dividends in recollecting details.
One of the reasons I put off watching it is the ending, which I feared would be as wrenching to me now as it was back then. My concern was not unfounded - I think I was more upset since I now possess an adult perspective. Basically, in the final moments the other boys in the neighborhood get jealous and snatch the balloon for themselves, and some of the meaner ones decide to simply destroy it, pelting it with stones until the hapless balloon begins to leak air and slowly sink to the ground, whereupon one boy who was more of a bastard than the rest stamps it into oblivion with his foot. It ranks up there with tear-jerking classics like "Old Yeller".
As I was sitting on the living room couch watching this, a tear may have run down my cheek. It can be shocking, especially if you don't deal with children on a daily basis, but I think kids are on average definitely more habitually cruel to each other than adults. Obviously I know adults are more capable of horrible crimes, but the almost instinctive and casual malevolence demonstrated by children really shows the base nature of man, a nature that is restrained and somewhat tamed by maturity and proper parenting and socialization. Certainly, many of my old schoolmates have grown up to be considerate, well-balanced adults, and when I think of their appalling behavior during our youth and inclination to bullying that I witnessed as their peer (and occasionally was the target of) I marvel at the transformation, and wonder if they ever feel a twinge of shame at the things they did and said before they "knew better"... I'm not being judgemental here; I myself would take a few things back, if I had the chance. Anyway, that unflinching depiction of juvenile barbarity - aside from the almost requisite bully antagonist - doesn't often get reflection in American entertainment - only South Park and the various Peanuts cartoons authentically allude to the shocking rudeness and callousness children are so capable of.
So you are not too discouraged, the closing scene of the film is intended to furnish a joyous - and literally uplifting - close, and it evoked another tear, though personally even the dénouement contained an element of wistfulness and melancholy due to the nature of humanity. I think a lot of children's fare used to contain such conflicting and bittersweet elements - like the closing pages of the last "Winnie the Pooh" book, where Christopher Robin leaves the 100 Acre Wood and his animal friends behind forever, or when the Pevensie children become too old to travel to - or even believe in - Narnia anymore. It's a stark lesson embedded in the those tales of yesteryear: that nothing lasts and ultimately we must all move on. In the current year, where perpetual adolescence is encouraged and sanctioned, this sort of thing would never be inserted into the narrative. Besides, it would negatively impact the ability to churn out endless sequels.
Here it is on Youtube if anyone is interested: