I wish I had better legs. In today’s job market, having good, skillful legs seems like the key to achieve financial success and social status. Yes, I’m talking about playing football and the amazing figures the players mount up just for the simple fact that they can dribble a football and have good game strategy. At 25, Messi is worth 120.000.000€ in the football market, followed by Cristiano Ronaldo (28), worthing 100.000.000€, and Andrés Iniesta (29), 70.000.000€. In a Dragon Ball world, if these boys were to fuse, they would create a super-star football player with a weird body height and, most importantly, a 300 million euro tag attached as accessory.
Ferris wheel. How excited was little Daniel when he first met one, back when he was a six year old. The colors, the lights, the size, the height, the stories from his older sisters. Everything pushed him to agree to dad’s suggestion, and jump on one of the carts and go up to the sky. Unfortunately for little Daniel, half way up he felt the disturbing, unique feeling of gummy bears, chocolate ice-cream and juice all mixing and turning in his stomach – nausea. The colors, the lights, the size, the height – all overwhelmed the little boy. “Tell them to stop the wheel”, said Daniel to his dad, “I want to get off”. But this was not part of the wheel-deal.
By Sonja Nikcevic
The newest hot topic here is apparently, the dire state of our generation. My plan is to stubbornly continue to claim that we are totally fine and talk about other things. So… just like last time – hello from Tel Aviv! I’ve been here for exactly a week now, and for all the diversity the country offers, I’m a little disappointed to say that all that I’ve seen has been football related. Football, stadiums, football players, football press areas, with a little bit of exhausted , but fancy ,hotel life thrown in. So, the list below (yes, yet another list), is less of a ‘look at all the cool things I’ve done, you should SO do them too’ and more of a ‘go out and try to experience the country, you idiot’ reminder for me. Enjoy.
1. Humus. Eat lots of humus.
Now that, I have done, and will continue to do with every meal. On my way from the airport, the driver gave me a list of all the types of humus I need to try. At a fast food stand, when I asked for humus with my fries, I got a beaming smile and a free drink. Israel’s attitude towards food, and especially humus is amazingly dedicated, and as soon as I had my first taste of it here, I understood why. Think of the best western-made humus you’ve ever had, add some olive oil, spices and multiply it by 50 –then you’ll get the stuff they have here. Dip some steaming pita bread in and you’re set – the borekas and falafel can wait.
Much has been said about the troubles encountered by our sweet 1980’s generation: underpaid internships, overwhelming feeling of helplessness, unsatisfied dreams of greatness and easy money. If you haven’t noticed yet, it’s THERE, THERE and MOSTLY THERE.
All the previous appear as potential candidates to create a tendency to stand up, unify and protest. But as a matter of fact, even while looking at the small things, we can find some good examples of how our generation is getting screwed in many ways. The following is just a random example that contributes to make our life miserable: The nightmare of ONLINE APPLICATION FORMS!!
I should start by stating that I am one of the fiercest critics of my generation. I believe we have been too spoiled and that this is now taking a toll in the socio-cultural evolution(?) of our countries; we were fed dreams of greatness and easy money and, stupidly enough, we still believe them. It’s a generation that, as the band Deolinda puts it when referring to internships and precarious jobs, “has to study to become a slave”.
However, a recent article on the “post-1980s Generation” got me thinking. With all this time wasted on trying to define what “we” are, more relevant debates are being neglected or left out entirely. “We”, as the present generation, are offered an incredible, historical opportunity: the opportunity to significantly change things. And I’m not referring to changing the world in a 16-and-pregnant-naïve kind of way; I am referring to the remarkable power that a
mass group of people has.
The group I’m specially reporting on is the “post-1980s Generation”, born after the major world conflicts and into a world thriving with economic prosperity (in the Western side, at least). This generation is more educated than any ever was, relatively well travelled and with a defiant, rebellious spirit brewed from years of amorphous politics. In Europe, these traits cross borders, as we are more than ever bound by our common struggles and anxieties, not being able to imagine life without a common currency or open borders. Though many criticize the European Union and its policies, seldom one can find a youngster that would give up the perks of being within the EU for a more domestic existence.