You are a sex slave of the gerontocracy
When I was fourteen, I was kicked out of home for being a homosexual and had to spend a few weeks sleeping rough and on a few occasions offering myself sexually to older people for a place to stay. I tried to access crisis accommodation but was told I was “too young”, so I guess by that logic it was better for me to be exposed to the harshness of the world.
If the rules had just taken into account that someone my age would be homeless and exploited if they didn’t let me in then maybe things might have been different for me. I don’t know who is to blame for these sheltered out of touch laws and systems but they harmed my younger self.
By the time I was seventeen, I was living in an apartment with my boyfriend and finishing my last year of high school. By law I wasn’t allowed to be on my own lease so my boyfriend was the only lessor even though I had to work and pay my own share of rent. My parents didn’t help me with the bills, certainly they didn’t even check to see if I had everything on the regular (you know, normal caring about another person things).
I bought my first home at the age of twenty one and that’s when the interference started. On the day I was moving my dad decided he wanted me to drive him around because he wanted to see the beach. I had to just excuse myself from helping my partner and drive people from out of town on a sight seeing tour. These are people who didn’t pay my bills, who don’t even contribute to conversations in any meaningful way and yet they felt entitled to my time and my resources during a crucial moment of my life.
A few years later my mum would just rock up at my house and sit in the driveway without an explanation, I’d go up and ask her to come in and what’s wrong and she’d usually just leave. Totally cool and normal behaviour! My partner would be really upset by how strange this was and I just found myself agreeing but unable to confront my mum who had a history of vastly disproportionate response whenever confronted.
My own mum and dad aren’t the only parents I’ve observed acting in this way either — but certainly their entitlement is the most baffling. At least with my friends parents they actually contribute to their lives like they provided a stable home for the first two decades of their lives — although again this gets super uncomfortable for me when friends parents then try to flex their control on me. Little things like guilt tripping someone about coming to a family gathering I’m not up for seem innocent but once you say no enough times some people will develop resentments and that’s not fair.
Today I’m closer to forty years old than thirty, I always thought that long before I got to this age society would treat me a bit differently. Certainly, once I started paying for my own food and home I thought people who felt entitled to tell me how to live my life would respectfully go away — they didn’t. I thought maybe it’d take a bit longer and I’d have to hit my thirties and for my beard to come in before I was treated differently. I wasn’t.
Control hungry people want to be in charge of every aspect of our lives whether it’s what we eat, who we’re friends with and what we do for fun in our spare time. Things like video games and science fiction are for kids, some would say. “You’re supposed to” grow out of them, some would say.
People my age are now living in the nTh “unprecedented economic collapse” of our time, and these things have come about due to the greed and hubris of the baby boomers and a bit of generation X. These past generations had either free or affordable education, accommodation and business opportunity seeping out of every orifice of the market. For the millennials they left behind a sinking ship and still yelled at us as if we were to blame for their mistakes — and now still won’t hand over control!
I feel like my generation has been infantilised by those prior, we can’t buy a house, can’t start a business, can’t live alone without housemates… It’s a known fact that people are staying in relationships and living with their ex’s due to the economic reality. Certainly myself and others I know have stayed in relationships not for the person we’re sharing a bed with but for the wealth and company of their family. This is a traumatic time to be alive.
If you want to get ahead right now then there’s a simple option — do what I did when I was fourteen. There are plenty of rich horny old people who will happily give you your own business or a house just for touching their dick and coming over to listen to music. That might sound gross but that’s the gerontoractic society we live in today.
When you factor in the intergenerational theft that has been carried out in western democracies then a very dark picture is painted — at least to me. The older generations have basically created generations of indentured sex slaves out of anyone who comes from a broken family — again making them even more vulnerable for sexual exploitation. This meat grinder is the result of apathy and hubris — this idea that because you’re older you know better, as if robbing a younger person of their agency was ever going to protect them in a world as complicated as ours.
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