As a young African American adult I can identify with this viscerally. Our society programs seamlessly the realm of otherness into our vernacular, lifestyle, and attitudes. In this category of otherness we distance ourselves from the humane and are more willing to pass judgements on identity, ability or personhood.
If we fail to appreciate the ways in which every generation is different, we deny ourselves some valuable resources for expanding our understanding of what it means to be a human being –– of any age.
I’ve noticed when boomers dance the fear of social judgment is refreshingly absent—there’s a sense of youthful freeness my millennial counterparts lack.
Our cultural lexicon is wrong. It’s a classic language of otherizing—through which older adults’ experiences are confined and trivialized into this thing called aging.
One day recently on a Eden Registry Networking call we began to discuss ageism and its effects on society and our youth.
Yesterday, Marcie talked about encountering elder paranoia, no free lunches, professionalism and differences in dress habits of the young and old. Here is Part 2:
I graduated college December 21, 2012 and was summarily catapulted into real life. Certainly the past 22 years have been real; I have had my share of trials to date, but until now I had been living the life of a child. Childhood, in my view, was characterized by a lack of independence and the accompanying stress. As a child proper I depended wholly on my parents for support and guidance and as I grew this reliance diminished but never went away fully.
I grew up surrounded by the biggest names in aging. Eden’s first class of Regional Coordinators was initiated in my house, and I have met countless aging professionals since. My father took me to see the first Green Houses open in Tupelo, Mississippi. As a child I wore one of the first Eden shirts ever to come off the press. The point is I have been connected to the aging movement since I first started aging myself.