About the blog:
This blog evolved from the feeling that many Baby Boomers and Gen-Xers discuss my generation — the Millennials — but don’t invite us to join the conversation. I can’t help but think we are being talked about instead of spoken to, and I’ve read countless sweeping generalizations that don’t apply to myself or my friends. In particular, we’re allegedly obsessed with Facebook and not engaged in the real world; we don’t care about civics or history; we shun hard work and expect to shoot straight to the top of the corporate ladder after being told we’re “special” our whole lives.
While some of this might apply to some people under 30, I wanted to create a forum for people born in the 1980s and 1990s to tell the story of our generation through our own voices. Although I draw on personal experiences, this blog is not about me. It’s about the world around me as perceived by someone who has had a computer for most of her life, but who does remember what it was like to rely on books and payphones. Together I hope we can identify the real problems our generation faces and begin the slow, painful, and exhilarating process of solving them.
People over 30 are welcome – and encouraged – to join the discussion, of course. I just wanted to make the conversation a little less one-sided.
About me:
I am Janna Brancolini, a May 2009 graduate of the University of Southern California with a B.A. in print journalism and a minor in medical anthropology.
Although I currently work as a reporter in San Francisco, I originally hail from the highly regarded red blue (!) state of Indiana, from which I successfully escaped after 18 surprisingly good years in the Midwest. I like to pretend I moved to California for college because Los Angeles is a fascinating urban model with endless opportunities to report on social justice issues, but really I just hate scraping ice off my car windshield during the winter.
I am very happy I got a print journalism degree, even though my field is supposedly dying out. I have two wonderful writing jobs, and I don’t think the need for clear, dynamic prose is disappearing anytime soon. I hope to be part of a new wave of journalists who are active, forceful, and most of all, dangerous.
