“That was the moment,” says Bridget Jones in a voiceover in “Bridget Jones’s Diary.” It’s New Year’s Day, and Bridget is throwing a pity party for one. “I suddenly realized that unless something changed soon, I was going to live a life where my major relationship was with a bottle of wine, and I’d finally die fat and alone, and be found three weeks later, half-eaten by a pack of wild dogs.”
We’ll come back to dying alone, without the wild dogs, in a moment.
Recently, I spent some time via internet polls and studies investigating the concerns of millennials. Over the years, I’ve listened to a few young people born between 1982 and 2000 give voice to their anxieties, often about employment or wages, raising children or whether they should have any at all, and wondering, in general, whether their lives were headed in the right direction. Today, inflation and recession have added to those apprehensions, which justifiably top the list in recent polls….