Politics

  With the ever-increasing roster of punters either entering the waiting room or exiting from it, 2019 seems as good a year as any to reflect on the contribution of the baby boomer generations to world history, bliss and futures’ markets. For the purpose of full disclosure, I’m one of the cohort- having been born in 1954- and now living the life of Riley as a non-working unit on the government tick. And many of the citizens around me exhibit the same profile. You can see us on trains (in the middle of the day). We’re frequently falling asleep at matinee performances in movie theatres and, of course, the scoffing of the last of the jumbo lamingtons at the local Michel’s Patisserie is part of our DNA. As a rule, we tend to have a low centre of gravity (probably because of the lamingtons), an almost delusional take on our place in Christendom and we entertain the notion that the boomer legacy will be recognised and adored. Part of the mythology and wallpaper of the boomer...